Olalekan Ololade Sobande Poems

The broken bones cannot be made whole!
The master of the house cracked his whip.
The gods, it is only the gods who know why the bones were broken.
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The year is withering; the wind blows down the leaves.
Men stand under eaves,
While waiting for the coming of a new baby,
There your joyous father once stood;
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Listen to its song
Listen to the deep pulse of Africa
Beating in the mist of forgotten villages
See the tired moon comes down to my bed on the slack sea
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I stay in awe as I watch them play
so free to do whatever they say
Happy for simply being alive
with no big goals to reach or strive
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I hear your call! I hear it far away!
I want to review your face again
and feel your cold embrace
and inhale your breath
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ODUN NLA
Sobande Olalekan
:
Rams are on the queue again to meet their waterloo
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Africa, we are now in den
I took my pen
I take some sigh
I saw the sign
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Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye
that's all we shall know for truth
for he has warned them at the last supper
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I have dipped three fingers,
Three fingers of my right hand;
Thumb finger, fore finger and middle finger.
I have held my three fingers to the winds,
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I will Pronounce Your Name to Omolola (My pink lady)
By Sobande Olalekan Ololade.S
Remember the Christmas
When on our way from Lagos
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