Tired Of The News Poem by Adeleke Oluwafemi

TIRED OF THE NEWS
Soon the sun rise at the crow,
I groan to the ray of light;
As I heard distinctly,
The early morn news.

Soonest I grab my radio,
Slowly tuned to an exact;
There it is within,
Same news as prev.

nay I need to hear,
perhaps something new;
Tuning differently but sadly,
I gave up the search.

Slowly I sat in gloom
Series of words passing,
through my drums;
eager to hear a better one.

But my patience went dry,
As i wonder away in hate;
If things will ever turn
back to the Genesis of life.