Daily Archives: October 16, 2013
POLITICAL HERO
MATRICULATION FEVER
Some gaze at the rainbow-coloured haze;
Others- with mouths agape as if caught in daze,
Of colourful purple blaze;
See them gossiping at the wind of nature’s face;
Their world is but dim as glaze.
Basked in the euphoria of morning dew;
Faces shy; of all in the new;
Thinking of the melodramatic processional pew;
In a congregation of different shades of hew;
It is a world for the privileged and gifted few.
All are out at last, ready for the peak of the blast;
Alas! It is our world coming so fast;
Now, a deep breathe and let’s stand tall like a service-mast,
Remembering the labours of our heroes past.
IYEOMOAN EMMANUEL
@2011 *UNIBEN*
NATURE’S CALL
At sunrise, I’m awakened by the call of nature;
Tis’ systematic like a memo’s alarm against regrets of the future
Cookoorookoo! The fowls trumpet the dawning of a brand new day;
Shiiii… Silence! Look out through your mind’s bay and see the way
The hands of trees covering their mouths; whispering to the ears of the wind, gay-say;
Let’s gossip like women returning from the stream;
Earthen pots on heads, breasts dangling for men to day-dream,
And crave for nature’s gigantic heart of deceit;
I mean- his own rib carved out of his flesh’s meat
Look on my friend! Look as far as you can: look and see!
Aqua-life celebrates the sky as she divorces her “love bloc”
The heaviness of clouds she is made to bear
In and out of season; standing still like a rock;
Her cries empty into seas;
And her burden becomes nature’s growth-pills
Patches of shadowy sheds hiding under leaves in the forest,
Build home for herds, serving as nests for all to rest;
And hide from the torment of an angry, sleeping sun
Whose eyes were divorced by an overdose of man’s burns;
Who care to lead to a life of deprive?
Must we outta insatiables, destroy life to give life?
By providence’s bribe, she’s super-nature’s bride;
Like a peacock in her show of pride;
Gallantly feeling high like a king-fisher among the scribe
Of birds awaiting royalties, like the old-religion levite tribe;
Behold! Animals return to their usual place of rest;
Man, with or without cause to repent,
Of doings and misdoings to nature’s pets;
Darkness creeps-in as light fades, like the parting of the heavens from hades;
Ushering in a new world as farewell, daylight bades
Matutinals fall out from their usual hide-outs,
In search for natural supplies of lower crawlers-out;
All night long, their game preserved
By the constellations- their brightly-shone touch served;
Lo! It’s morning again, sleep I must refrain;
Another day to face life with hopes of gain;
Nurture nature I must, else future generations live in pain.
IYEOMOAN EMMANUEL
OCTOBER 13 2013
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