ADENUGA TITILAYO Poems

Freedom running about
searching for its opposite unlucky victims
alas! here they are
bound in chains
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It's Christmas and
Everyone is searching for its merry
Young and old
Black and white
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Black, bold and beautiful
full of life, pride and dignity
struggles through the storm
yet remains top
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I am a woman
covered in a hood
that's painted in dark and bright colors
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Into the world unknown
i go deep
in search for virtue, success and fulfillment
the deeper i go
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Trapped in the grave of my flesh
In vain I struggled to come out
Pains, agony and torture my guard
Shame and guilt stuck on my face
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His hands so enormous
In it the earth and galaxies live
The clouds are spread like garments
And the stars at night twinkle
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Take a look at the man staring
See through his eyes
Search deep and deep
Take a sharp turn through the darkest valley
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All nights
I wet my pillow
Holding tight and hoping for strength
Strength for survival
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If I could
Turn back the hands of time
May be I would put more efforts in excellence and less in grades
If I could
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