Biography of Obodai Sonny
I am a claustrophobic astronaut in outter space.
Obodai Sonny Poems
If Only Tears Were Gold
Slaves would be the richest, truth be told... The lust for pain, the relishment of every scar bestowed, Every word uttered would result in a bitter scold. Death would be a blessing to the living
Silence He seeks absolute silence Away from the squabbles of the children and complaints from his wife
Down The Waters
Drain Your Hearts; And Anchor them down the waters, For love is only a promise nullified by crossed fingers.
Kill The Messenger
You saw no mouths on our spiritualists, So you deemed our gods foodies, That their homes be cleansed with fire, And ours with your deity.
A Bottle Of Rum For A Lore
Ashore the harbor where gossips grow, A wrecked ship caresses the tiding low, And beneath the deck where rages grow, A treasure map leading to where lost tempers go..
I rediscovered fire on a bridge, With no arms to swim or a backbone to sprout a single wing, So i waited for gravity to fall under a heavy induced sleep; And i tip toed across the Skies, then i slipped.
Lava And A Heart Of Gold
Teardrops in vast oceans, Quill dabs and hate potions, The smile forged on shared burdens, Now Wonders alone with venomous yearnings.
Its cloudy outside, The chants form the children are hard to ignore as the wind blows our troubles away Tonight, the rain falls, making our tears less sour, and eventually washing it away Yes! our crops will have enough to drink;
Its cloudy outside,
The chants form the children are hard to ignore as the wind blows our troubles away
Tonight, the rain falls, making our tears less sour, and eventually washing it away
Yes! our crops will have enough to drink;
Making our farmers less poor and giving the outspoken something to say
'Na sika kasa! '
Tonight, we forget about the leakages in our roofs
We unchain our inner children, we let them loose
We are in high spirits, every raindrop feels like a booze