POETS
Teachers of all teachers
Who teach the whole world
By dipping their pens
To the innermost bottom of all hearts
Teachers of all learners
Who spend their time
To extract wisdom from their land of thought
I cannot see a  world that will beam
At the exile of their scribble
Teachers of all teachers
That bury tantrums
With the torrents of their inks
And give elixir by drawing fable

Rulers of the rulers
Who rule by commanding Senses
To succumb to their obstensible pleas
Rulers of all rulers
That wash away the imbroglio
And make the world pious
Through the torrents of their tiny dancing pens

Painters of all painters
Who paint the sky blue
Indigo
Purple
And make all in a perfect glance
Painters of all painters
Who paint the world
With white and red

Tall story's tellers
Who tell a story of the Greek
Through a line of poem
They say you are Appollos
They say you are Zeus
I say your story is tall
Tellers of all

Farmers of great Farmers
Who farm wisdom
For all to roar in custom
Fall to soar loudly
Farmers of great Farmers
Who plant the seed
That disperse in brains
Great farmers

Poets who dip their pens
To tear off cowardice
Who force their pens
To pour the rivulet of water
On a white paper
And wash away vice

Great orators
Who speak through a tiny tip
Great orators who put their minds
To the mind of every man.

(c) Olasunkanmi Sodiq Tunde

AGE
It's struck with laughter
Clung to tear
Dangled in fear
Rose on courage
Men dipped down in mirage
Like a talk of Cupid
Thin line became thinner
Yet, little was from the wayfarer

It's clutched with hunger
Immersed in anger
But gulped for air
Like a chasing burglar
Men moved from a mile of forty
To mile of sixty
But lived behind forty's burlier

Thousands of days
Millions of hours
Minute in its billions
And millions of seconds
Past and moved
Faster and faster
In the sphere
Of man's intelligence
Seventy beat sixty
Toppled up with twenty
Lust banged to wane
Stronger and stronger
Ancestors were awaiting
To make their calls
For a lucky recipient
Will answer the calls with no burdening

It's clutched with pain
That that transferred the vain
To the land of an open secret.


(C) Olasunkanmi Sodiq Tunde.

Short Poetry Work

     My Man

My man
African man
You are every thing greats  you can
Beauty is your colour
Your strength and odour
African man, black man
Your adulation is highly high in the sky
Your angelic look is not by the bye

My man
African man
Are you all ears?
Your beauty will be pronounced
Your name will ne'er fall
Your fame will ne'er fall

In the hall of all eyes,
To the hearing of all beings
Your name and beauty
Will proudly be pronounced

My man
Black man, African man
African man, black man
You are a Glory
With a great and reached history
Albeit, you choose yourself
In the for of your inner self

My man, black man
African man, black man
Why will you rob your mother?
How will you present biography of our father?
What name will you be given, in the world of man?

My man
African man
African man, be yourself
Your father is known with humility
His bearing is purity
His fame fa honourable
With no pint of fumble

African man, my man
Black man, African
Your mother is called Grace
She has her crown among women's race
She has fertility
With a countless humility

African man
My man
Be yourself African
African man, my man
Be yourself African

Short Says on the Happenings

The Evils in our Environment

It is an undoubted fact that the evil in our society now is becoming an obvious thing. The question bothering my mind is that can we not have an environment that is totally free of vice. I know that you may also have that at the heart of your mind. Before attempting anything, I think it will be good to have a critical view of this topic" Evils in our Environment. The evils in our environment are those social injustices, actions, interactions and even inaction. It is a very common news now to hear news like kidnapping, bombing, stealing, prostitution and so on.

     Evils have permeated the innermost of our society. The pious are wallowing in the dirt of sins. Every ramification of our life is decorated with evils. We have to ask ourselves this ; for how long we will live if we cannot find a remedy to get rid of vices completely. According to my view, humanity is at stake if we cannot prevent the occurrence of vices in our society.

    One the infamous vices is corruption. Corruption is present in all facets of our life. This has caused not little problems to the cosmos. People are now holding professionalism in corruption. In no less than a year,a pious mind is eating up by corruption. This has brought our countries into wallowing in regression. The rulers are not in the position to govern without having a stain on their clothes. They even go further to kill, main, kidnap and lots more. I will not be specific but you should know that this is happening in some countries now.
   Also, prostitution is among these ignominious harmful vices we are encountering. Prostitution is generally believe to be a trade carried on by sex workers that is those that use what God has given them -thing to enjoy in marriage- to get what they lack. But, to me , prostitution is wider than that. Prostitution comprises the act of doing fornication. Every sexual relationship/ activity between a man and woman in an unlawful way is prostitution. If we look at the happenings in our society, we see that this is very difficult to extirpate. A young girl or boy does not have any means of livelihood than engaging in it.  Parents do care less about this.
    Additionally, vices are many, out of which little can be talked about. We can also look around us and find ways to curb the occurrence of these vices. Vicious acts like killing, kidnapping, bombing, prostitution, robbing and many more can cause extinction to humanity. Let us sit tightly holding our heads in our hands and ask ourselves the ways out of our predicaments.
   Our society will be free of vice if we can all think on ways out and applying them. We do not need to think and get a way out without application. Let us safe ourselves, let us safe the oncoming generation, let us safe the world of humanity where inhuman is ruling...

         Irọ

 Irọ níi tiwọn sọgbun ayé

Òun yi náà níí ti wọn sí kòtò

Irọ ní rọ ni lóyè

Irọlabi ọjọ òun àná nkọ?
Irọ ti rọ lọ
Irọlabi dẹni irọ lóyè
Irọlabi dẹni ìgbàgbe.

Irọ o ni salai gbasọ ìyí lára ọmọlabi
Ko ní salai gbà bata àpónlé lẹsẹẹ rẹ
Ìwọ ọmọ ìyá mi o
Bóo ba bawọn rírọ́ 
Fi gbogbo ara yan-an lódì
Àbó tilẹ̀ fẹ́ bá ẹ dá ọwẹkẹ
Jọwọ koo loju mọlẹ 
Mofẹ koo mọ wipe
Aṣọ tírọ́ ba wọ fún ni ni kọrọ
Àárín ọjà ni yóò ti gba a.

Njẹ ọba lóún pa irọ ní
Àbí ìjòyè lo mu ni korikosun
Bó ba iwá se oloselu ọwẹwẹ
Àbó tilẹ̀ wá jẹ ọgá ilé-isẹ́
Irú àwọn wọ̀nyí
Wọn kìí níyì ní apọnle
Wọn a dẹni yẹyẹ láwùjọ ayẹyẹ.

Tẹti ẹ, gbọ mi ọrẹ,
Mọpe ọjà irọ toun ta waiwai 
Pánsá tabi panda ni 
Ofuutu fẹẹtẹ
Ọjà wasa.

Ìwọ ọmọ ìyá mi o 
Ẹgbọn, burọda ati aburo
Jọwọ
Máṣe bawọn raja irọ
Masise bawọn tàá
Koo maa baa kabamọ.
  
   (C) Olasunkanmi Sodiq S'Ola.
Àkíyèsí: Awọn ami ori ewi yii ko pe nitori idiwọ ránpẹ́. Ọmọ Yorùbá atata ẹ bámi fi ìfẹ́ kàá.

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