Our Land

They are with high grade
Suddenly pack their luggage
Yet we did not know where in particular
Yet we know they will surely land in another border

We roar that the scholar of our land had gone
We always praise them for their knowledge
We plea to them not to leave our land
They were head strong but we cannot handle them in our land

So many decades has passed us
Life live is now better with us
We gusty our land
But they gutless our land

Alas! They are back from their foreign life
They bring nothing but debt their reign life
Their folk story was hazard
But we will never forget our folk memory
They were knave by the white like slave

Imagine a high grade man
Turn into a minimal job man
Yet we fraternize them
And their life live is now fragrance life

Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 20, 2011

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Comments about Our Land by OLANIYAN KEHINDE HERO HKO

  • Ramesh RaiRamesh Rai (2/3/2012 2:40:00 AM)

    the motherland must be respected first which has heard your first cry, nourished you.

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  • Bamidele Lateef (5/7/2011 10:52:00 AM)

    Nice and Okay Keep it up, You are poetically endowed

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