Tony Adah Poems

I will raise my voice
And I will grumble against the world
In utter oblivion of those
Unable to raise a hand
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As it is
Anyday is a go-day
For anyone in this buffer zone
And I am not afraid
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Since my father left home
He hasn't come back and no word from him
His sheathed dagger and raffia bag moss grown
And hanging in his room,
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The painter knew only a little
How to scribble names of things
For much of school was scarce in his head
He sat under a tree canopy
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It is the will of the world not to go
Everybody work less to keep in
It is the will of man to remain immortal
Still his ways self destructs
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My mother who gave me a nipple
Sweet as honey
And handed me over to the wicked world
Where I have tried to be a man
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Our wife is gone
Now that our house is down
Broken and wind done the roof in pieces
We are sullen and broken at heart
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The rain's emissary of clouds thicken
And the sky
Whispers its mumbles
Into our expectant ears.
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You to me seem like pretence
To those who desire you strongly
Looking at their circumstances
And thinking that all is but gone.
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I have been sleeping
Dreaming all through
Closing my eyes
Against the odds
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