spilledwoords
“Poetry burns in our hearts with the passionate heat of a lover’s embrace.”
Tag: Change mantra
Shattering Rose Glasses
Uncomplicated meI thought I was coloured blindfree-thinking and kindwith an evolved mind,loving and acceptingof the ones I find. Yet my blindnessis that of privilege.I’m just a visitorin the Global villagefrom my narrow thin mindthere is too much spillage. Although so manyare forced from their… Continue Reading “Shattering Rose Glasses”
His first coronation…..
His first coronation…..was loud and boisterous,faraway folks dancedin joyous rhythmin celebratory backslapping. Emotions were infectious,‘twas a new dawn for Change.Lost in momentary covetousnessmany suspended their reasoning. Some trekked long distancesin jubilee of a new King’s ascent.The trekkers are still on the move,I suppose. Many… Continue Reading “His first coronation…..”
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Dark Clouds
Dark clouds hover over us latelyone of such has cleared – Iberiberism.When we were about to enjoy blue skies again,another cloud sets in – Hopeism. With faith borne out of decades of resiliencein due time this too will clear“How can you be confident about this outcome?”Weather-beaten optimism asks,we’ve overcome adversities – Otokoto in 1996. We’ll […]
Love Is a Child
Love is a child; it beliefs fairy tales –pleasantries, fantasies, and happy endings.Love is a believer; it blots out reasoninflicts its wounds with unfathomable sensibilityafoot, light-headed it condones deceits’ daring –you can make a man out of an ape.A Rake; can be reformed to be celibatelike Byron was to Annabella, Bill to Hilary.Love is a […]
My Captain, My Captain
My Captain! My Captain, my Captain!Hoist this pink flag! Sail this full-rigged vesselpoint your compass to my true-southprop me up on the deck, spread me wide.Set sail; set your propeller throttling –this cruise I’ll revel – god, what a voyagehow the motion, the appeasing waves of the searock me back n’ forth, from relish to […]
Godfather
Homegrown, privileged – a handful of men;organized, they extract rents, pull stringscajole everyone for their own selfish goodat an expense that’s unfathomably gruesome.Proceeds of public good they keep at bayonly for the welfare of family and cronies‘whom-you-know’ and ‘whom-you-can-sway’ –is their mantra insomuch aspower, wealth, and laurels are theirsand their surrogates alone.Good, God! Save me […]
Orange Room
In her striptease, wornas inept as a mini without panties;in this orange room – a private lounge,stereo blasting, teenagers barely legal –serving sparkling wine, topless n’ carefree.Illuminated on the neon podiumher body oscillating to Fela’s Afrobeatshe took prisoners effortlessly by her –swaying luscious hips, caressed ribcageand licked red-tinted lips, stained with lust;in this uproar, who […]
