Monday, 4 November 2013
Thursday, 31 October 2013
Angry BIRDS
Angry birds are flying,
Grumbling about flying,
I would give all to have wings
Yet these birds grumble,
Back in the day when I was little,
Just as little as a green pea.
I and my playgroup would meet yonder at the field,
Playing the games of eveningfall,
And when a bird flies past,
We would scream with loud voices,
*Aeroplani odabo bami kiyami eleko
Eko meji oyo mi oyo mi oyo mi.
Times are new,
We can't sing again,
So we walk looking up
Fearful of their crash,
We sleep in fear wondering if our roofs are enough,
That the gods of these birds are not rough.
Twentieth century came with these angry birds,
They are faster than the ostrich legs,
We fly them for safety now we run from them for safety,
Help,help,help!!!,
But we cannot help
We live in fear.
we cannot board these birds,
We cannot walk without looking up,
We are very much afraid of death through bird crashing,
So we pray to God to remove these birds.
*Aeroplane good bye,greet my mother who sells pap,two pap
are enough for me.
By Atilola Toyosi Ajayi.
Atiwizy:
Twice you die.
If the ilaje's are not known to die alone
So why did you,
Why did you go with thirteen except your sons,
As you die again with
your casket unscratched,
Amidst the turmoil you are lowered in the soil,
And promising lives are unpromised,
So we all keep our lips sealed,
As it is a taboo to speak ill of the dead,
Yet we are hurt as the land is soaked in blood,
We refuse to wonder why you died again,
But we ponder why the thirteen died,
So once they died and twice you died
As you face the heavenly glories,
May you not die thrice,
But take with you the ten to bliss eternal,
Try to rest in peace if you can't rest in peace.
Atilola Toyosi Ajayi
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