Stephen Olufemi Omolara Poems

When wisdom is lost what do we use to find it?
If the head is cut why should the cap become prominent?
Where the wall is broken, who clamours for keys?
When the man is burnt who still looks for beard?
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to the stone that sharpens axe,
kudos.
to the stone that grinds pepper,
kudos.
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I cannot die this I know so well.
I am nature and nature is me.
Same as we are, we move; flow together as one.
One from one and the other back to source.
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Love, a cup I hold;
I've drank and from whence I am drunk.
The cross on my shoulder lay.
In fear I whimper;
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As I alighted from the express electric train,
My eyes traveled to the happy people;
Concentrated smiles of contentment playing
On the nourished faces
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Love clothed in odds this much never have I seen
Or ever I found so shrouded in mysterious misery.
Wounds from Cupid's arrows in ages past fester.
Her heart ache with longing,
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Give me the sun, I'll be radiant in shine.
Give me the moon, I'll be brilliant in lit.
Give me your smile, let the blossom of my heart bloom;
Let your arms in loving embrace open;
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I ponder in my heart if feelings they have
Or thought of their own posses they.
I am thinking in my mind if they too have souls
Or do they think we are unfair to them
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Eko akete,
Where our wisdom is lost,
Where our identity is missed,
Where blind man leads full sighted folks
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I am too moved to be moved
Too empty bellied to be hungry.
Every day I live a stranger to myself,
A riddle, boxed in mystery,
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