Wednesday, 12 October 2011

Reincarnated mankind

Another age ends
And yet a cycle begins
The folk tales of our predecessors
We live now herewith
Yet another voyage
But again reincarnation
A comeback of our ancestors
Purposeless meaningless
We lack objectivity
Daring not say no
No questions asked
No truth unfold
And yet again a cycle repeats
Oh but a new age revealed
Are we only organisms?
Meant us for extinction?
Insignificant we stand?
Why not a new path thread?
No purpose sought
Old epistles
I’m tired of the similar
Give me not the typical
Simply not original
Feed me not the usual
I’m seeking in-familiar
We’re handed down from generation
Tales our fathers believed
And we teach our children
The life we met here
Humanity, pointless are you?
How untrue, the lies you believe
I’m asking questions
I want meanings
I want answers

Saturday, 1 October 2011

In my City

On a visit back to my zone
I wake up from the morning snooze
And there radio goes off in news
Stories that make me wanna noose
Of a people who can't choose
Just one savior who can rule

I cool off, I swag out
into the city where I grew
Colored tees, tinted screens
Crowd starring, Kids yelling
Hustlers hawking, tires screeching
constant honking, traffic piling
Hello Hello L.O.L
Music jamming loud as hell
People chattering you can tell
Chiming sounding like a bell
That's my city, that's my nation
Poverty without a depressed soul
And you say you're poor?
You have the wealthiest soul I've seen
It's perspective yo
That's my city, that's my home.
Happy Independence Nigeria