olawale famodun Poems

Whether you fold the weather in your arms
Or make the honeyed singing brooks to twinge;
Whether you disregard your dashing charms
Or your beauty, with insults, you did swinge;
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Your love is liquor, in it I am drunk,
I stagger up and down, not satisfied,
I take more, and my soul is amplified,
As I recount I’ve lost being in a funk,
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The dream.
Yes, I love the dream,
What a beautiful feeling
And a sense of serenity
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My dream is a small dream
Like a candlelight
The light looks insignificant,
But it is always a light
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My brother will not
Work on another man’s farm again.
My sister will not
Clean the floor of another woman again.
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Who put the pot of pepper soup on fire for too long?
Who did that, where are they?
Why did they leave the pot of pepper soup
On fire, burning after it has cooked?
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I don’t want to stop writing the Blues,
Or singing Spirituals, or creating
Swings from Bebop and getting the Soul.
I don’t want to because
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Star flower, I
See you in my eyes
Cry wild
In the darkled sky.
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