Yahaya Qasim Oluwapelumi Poems

You bereft me of my dignity
The day you stole my humanity
You plundered my maidenhead by rape
And scarred me in your rape camp
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So what? Even if I gather all the cakes of life,
And I eat with golden plate, spoon and knife;
My ride on Unicorns wouldn't stop the clock,
Even if I share with non from my luck.
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We are proud to be from Africa,
We are a tribe called Yoruba;
With distinct cultural essence
And peaceful coexistence.
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I am the maker of my destiny
Through the plot of my journey
To be who I am meant to be
And it's only I who posses the key
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Saga of pain lies in the act of the reaper
In making our heart sour and bitter
When a widow who mothers a single lad,
At night, shown her son buried in sand
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Kindness hails from the
Sheer beneficence of our mind
Where in the contentment,
And happiness of mankind
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