Olusola Butler

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He's waiting; soul's melting in the sun's torment,
Drenched in the pool of his dry tears;
He's graced as he walks with same unwanted ornaments.
What good can be born of a crowned looser, who cares?
...

T'was a moment without night whisperers
At the depth of gloom without the moon or stars
My fears extend beyond my comprehension
And my confidence weakens at the gate of desperation
...

The night went quiet
An opened bar made the path to a moment afterwards
A lady tarries right beside me
Forcing words out from a closed lip
...

Olusola Butler Biography

Olusola is a teacher, writer, blogger, programmer and an entrepreneur. He spent his early life in Abuja, where he lived and took his first elementary education. He is a skilled writer with enough skills in creative writing; a natural fine artist. He has written several articles and developed unique artistic workpieces.)

The Best Poem Of Olusola Butler

The Garbage Lad

He's waiting; soul's melting in the sun's torment,
Drenched in the pool of his dry tears;
He's graced as he walks with same unwanted ornaments.
What good can be born of a crowned looser, who cares?

He's praised by the street with the sight of disgust.
Yes, he's decorated in rags and naked footed in the cold.
There he tarries, feeding, hither-to-free to be just,
T'was unknown, now a dream of the nightmare he can't hold.

He's a law-abiding hustler searching for a destination.
He's living a patched dream, faced with a long-termed puzzle.
He's hopeless but prays daily for a garbage transformation.
What more can be done in the dump with a customize sickle?

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