Oluwagbemisola O. Lawal

The sea that took my sons away,
Was once a source of hope and play,
But now it's where my heart doth lay,
With my dear sons who couldn't stay.
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In the depths of the Mediterranean's embrace,
Where waves and sorrow interlace,
A tragic tale unfolds each passing day,
Of lives lost, dreams shattered, swept away.
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In Nigeria's embrace, where heroes rest,
Their valour shines, by sacrifice blessed,
But oh, the plight their families endure,
Neglected souls, their burdens obscure.
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In the realms of verse, where emotions dance,
I find solace in the poetic expanse.
Where words take flight, emotions alight,
Poetry, to me, is pure delight.
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In the depths of my solitude, I pondered,
Seeking solace from a world that had me ensnared,
Yearning for a presence, a guiding light,
A person to fill the void, to make things right.
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In whispers that stir the quiet air,
Gossip echoes, light as a feather.
Yet beneath the surface, hides despair,
In the bonds that it seeks to sever.
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In the heartland of Nigeria, politicians rise,
With promises as sweet as nectar, they catch your eyes,
A dance of pretence, a masquerade in disguise,
They wear a mask of hope, beneath the African skies.
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In the twilight of his days, an elder wise and true,
With a heart that's weathered storms, and eyes that have seen anew.
He called upon the youth, with words from depths of old,
To guide them through life's paths, where secrets are untold.
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In the realm where hearts do meet,
And ties of friendship appear so sweet,
There's a tale of trust and deceit,
A dance of shadows beneath your feet.
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In the realm of dreams, where shadows ignite,
Tales unravel in the hush of the night.
Visions in flames, illuminating the dark,
Carrying whispers from a world stark.
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In the grand theater of life, a stage so vast,
Where the play of politics unfolds unabashed.
One must remember, in heart and mind,
To not let partisan feuds make us blind.
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In the depths of despair, when darkness looms,
When hope seems elusive, lost in the gloom,
I stand as a warrior, unyielding and strong,
For I know in my heart, I must carry on.
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In a world that's filled with tales of woe,
Where shadows cast upon the land we know,
I stand here, with unwavering belief,
For in my heart, a flame of hope finds relief.
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In realms where truth and justice intertwine,
There lies a force, a beacon that shines,
The fourth estate, guardians of the day,
Their words resounding, as they pave the way.
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In a land where irony reigns supreme,
Where contradictions dance and dreams convene,
I find myself captivated, bewildered, and lost,
In a country, where lines are crossed.
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In the twilight of years, past the bend of the river,
I recount the days, the leaders, once with hearts that'd quiver.
Presidents were many, their reigns a fleeting shadow,
Each one's entry and exit, a unique melodramatic tableau.
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In the heart of vibrant Africa, where democracy should reign,
Two shadows lurk, two specters haunt, two faces of the same pain.
One a soldier, gun in hand, the other clothed in suit,
Both rob the people of their choice, both the people's voice they mute.
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In the heart of a village, where life's rhythm thrived,
Stood a treasured drum, where dreams and hopes derived.
Its beats echoed the spirit of a united land,
Guiding souls with its sound, like a steady hand.
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