macaulay akinbami

Rookie - 280 Points (7th February / Lagos, Nigeria)

macaulay akinbami Poems

1. No Man Saw God 4/30/2004
2. Beauty 6/1/2004
3. Dark Horror.... 5/1/2004
4. Untitled 3/6/2006
5. Memory Speaks 3/6/2006
6. Paradox.. 5/17/2004
7. Things We Do For Power... 5/17/2004
8. Esho... 5/17/2004
9. Again, Why? 5/17/2004
10. Open The Bars 4/30/2004
11. M.O.G... 5/1/2004
12. Shrewd 6/1/2004
13. Trinestary 4/30/2004
14. Confession..... 5/1/2004
15. The Missing Continent 4/30/2004
16. The Vanities Of City Lives 5/17/2004
17. Vegetable Animal.... 5/1/2004
18. Mortal Will.... 5/17/2004
19. Revolt... 5/17/2004
20. In The Third Cabin Of The Sinking Ship 2/14/2005
21. Forever Love.. 5/17/2004
22. Where Is He? 6/1/2004
23. Will I Ever See You 4/27/2006
24. Telephone (Con) Versation 5/29/2006
25. Painful Path 5/29/2006
26. Down Deep And Dumb 5/29/2006
27. Ineffable Hosiery 7/6/2006
28. They Say I Said. 11/11/2006
29. Honoured Without The Gate 7/17/2007
30. 'The Tears Of Etteh, ' 10/31/2007
31. Vin-Logarithm 11/15/2007
32. Freedom By Crooks 2/19/2008
33. When You Come 4/7/2008
34. It Was Yesterday 4/7/2008
35. I Know A Woman 4/7/2008
36. Eventually 4/9/2008
37. Searching 4/10/2008
38. A Review From Emmanuel “futility” 7/22/2008
39. Mourning And Laughter When Time Is No More 8/11/2008
40. Ode To My Queen “jumoke” 9/23/2008

Comments about macaulay akinbami

  • Olatunji Tella (12/17/2011 2:02:00 AM)

    Egbon Akinbami. whao... what a man. we are all proud of you. keep it up, you will never die because of your work.

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  • Kelly Allen Vinal (12/9/2004 10:32:00 AM)

    Macaulay, I find your poetry most refreshing, witty, and inspirational. Keep writing!


Best Poem of macaulay akinbami

The White Man’s Grave

This school is not our school
We have our own.
This culture is not our own,
I know it well.

They teach us science
What is it?
And philosophy of their own.

When they say knowledge,
Who is a fool?
Pluto, Plato are not blacks
They impose on us
And make it law.
And have us in their rule condemn
These men are wicked
Tell them so.
In our pain they make their mansion
And gave us food from our wage.

Before your Mathematics,
I know the numbers of my wives
And your Geography.
I know the road to my farm.
Before your ...

Read the full of The White Man’s Grave

The Sin Of My Coat

When I return from this conscious slavery, I will tell,
I will tell of a subjugation, the spite and silent disdain
I will tell of the avoidance and the exclusives space on public bus
I will tell of the common embarrassing quiz and the suspicious looks
I will tell of the erratic change of mind and the one ninety degrees turn for my sake
If I return, I will tell so many

If I return from this distance voyage from home, I will tell
I will tell how it is not over on their minds

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