THE COMMONERS’ FATETHE COMMONERS’ FATE
We are the leaders of the morrow,Dangling as un-ripened fruitsOn our today’s trees of stillness.When the our old-todays are barren,How can we the young-morrows be born? We are the leaders[...]
We are the leaders of the morrow,Dangling as un-ripened fruitsOn our today’s trees of stillness.When the our old-todays are barren,How can we the young-morrows be born? We are the leaders[...]
written by James T. Abel Adesitimi Before pride set in, and dark ideology of supremacy over other individuals, races and tongues were birthed. Before borders began to wear demarcation or[...]
“Time without number, Mr. Collins has lodged complaints at police station about the incessant burglar incidents in his home. His living-room was ransacked and valuables were carted away. Last night again,[...]
Love this girl child:Give her pencil to draw this world aright!Not uncle’s pen to rewrite her worldWith pain of pedophile Love this stranded woman:She’s a bleeding sand in a sex[...]
They live in the flowered estatesWhere street light doesn’t wink its eye,And taps enjoy their ceaseless service.We live in the civilian barracksWhere mosquitoes trigger our wraths,To begin a civil war[...]