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Thursday, December 3, 2015

ROAD MASTER(poem by Akinlade Oluwaseyifunmi)

The road masters are at it again
Mastering roads they don't own.
They don't master the way they eat
They don't master their appetite
They don't master their homes
They don't master their habitat.
They wheel wheels like their brains are on suspension
You'd see them in cities and towns
Steering like clowns high on heroine
Heroes of illicit drinks
Forgetting its never safe to drink and drive
When drunk, you never should drive.
They own the roads when high
Ready to drive 'all Nile'
Their lens tends to capture false pictures
Painting the roads, 'threads'
Cars become toys and should be treated such
Traffic rules like old piggy banks, be broken.
Stories that touches keeps breaking my heart
I no longer break my fast
For I dread the sour taste of tales on Breaking News especially at Ten
"Twenty dead, ten limbs gone
Two months old crushed by a fallen truck
Fuel tanker fell on a newly wedded couple".
Road mastering is well mastered
When traffic rules are duly obeyed
When safety measures are rightly weighed
Never kiss and tell ???!!!
Road mastering is for all, 'BIG WHEELS' and 'tiny tires', alike.

©Akinlade Oluwaseyifunmi Sky™ 2015.

AFTER THE REGGAE(poem by Akinlade Oluwaseyifunmi)

I ran into your shadow
Memories you left behind.
I recall yesterday
When we summed one.
Now at heart we split
Divided by time cum distance.
Following Frank to France
The last pill you swallowed.
Once again I trod that way
That pathway parting our hopes and dreams
Thwarting our painted non-fictional future
Where we featured sugar-coated promises.
My mind raced backwards,faster
Beating 'Bolt' down memory lane.
Remembering your heart beats
Till you changed the frequency.
I was once lost to flames
Blazing your raggae
But you calmed my nitro nerves
When you switched to blues.

©Akinlade Oluwaseyifunmi Sky™ 2015.

WE NEED PEACE(poem by Sunsampaul Egwu)


We need peace
For souls wasted over night,
Just because they were watch men
For those who slept but couldn't wake to see the bright morning sun
That such will not happen again

For those pregnant women after nine month of pregnancy,
lost their babies in cesarean section
For souls whose bodies
Have been used to test rifle and bullet at agbara, Festac ,Port
Harcourt and other robbery places
So we can sleep with rest of mind

We need peace
For graduates, after spending more than four years in higher institution
Still roam about searching for job
For jambites who sat for UTME more than six times with passed cut off marks
Yet find no room in the four corners of any tertiary institution

We need peace
For souls languishing in the slum
Whose neighbours are rats and mosquitoes
Poverty raping their minds to solemn sorrow
For soul used for rituals,
Yet their blood couldn't cry for vengeance

For our brothers and sisters
Whose blood are now tantamount to ocean
Spread in the surrounding of SOKA
whose heads are use for exchanging US dollar
Whose private parts are sliced like Suya
Whose  families are weeping in pains and they are been slaughtered
like a cow in the abattoir

We need peace
For souls perishing in jail
For crime they do not commit
For our brothers who have lost their lives in the struggles of life
For our sister who couldn't help but went into prostitution,
But died of HIV/AIDS

We need peace
 For Ebola victims who were taken at a strike of a match
For lads and lasses that are roaming the street like a rolling ball.
For the future will tell their story with less history of mystery

For our daughters, sisters, cousins, and nieces
Who were adopted in chibok in a wink of an eye
More than 544 days we haven't seen them
More than 274 taken
Yet I still see my eyes weeping

We need peace for
 I was told weeping may endure for a night
But joy comes in the morning
It's morning and am still mourning
We need peace
We all say good morning
But it's now good mourning

We will keeping chanting peace! Peace! Peace! Until we now commune
and live in peace, harmony and tranquility
when we shall live without fear of boko's alarm

We will keeping chanting peace! Peace! Peace!
Until job will be provided for our graduate in order for them not to
indulge in criminal affairs
when books and educational materials would be provided for effective
learning of our student

we will keeping chanting peace! Peace! Peace!
Until our security will be tight and we shall no longer sleep with one eye open
When food and shelter will be provided for those paupers living in the slum.
When our leaders will become true leaders and not rulers.

We will keeping chanting peace! Peace! Peace!
Until better hospitals will be erected for a better treatment of our
people and our pregnant women given the best antenatal to avoid lost
of their babies

we will keeping chanting peace! Peace! Peace!
Until desks and chairs are provided for schools so our children who
sit on the floor while studying all because there are no seat to sit

We will keeping chanting peace! Peace! Peace!
Until when their will be no religious crisis and religious intolerance
When our brothers and sisters won't hear the sound of a heart broken bomb

We will keeping chanting peace! Peace! Peace!
Until we all shall see our sisters, nieces, daughters, that were
adopted by boko haram In chibok more than 600 days ago.

LET US NOT BREAK(poem by Sunsampaul Egwu)


Different species
Different tribes
Different states
Different faces
Different problems
Different religion
Different worship
Different thought
Different traditions
Different perceptions
Different friends
Different enemies
Different families

We are different
Doesn't mean
We are not united
Unity I seek
Let us not break
Let us in unison fight
For the peace that
Will keep us at ease
So our mind will be at rest
Without thought of distress

Let us not break
Let us stop the blood letting
And swing the banner of trust and peace
That will speak no ill of our deeds
But mend our trend that was bent

Let us not break
Let us embrace love like it all we need
Let us stop the killing and tribalism
Let us embrace sincerity and dwell in the thighs of honesty
Basking in the field of simplicity
With much dignity

Let us not break
Let emancipate ourselves from mental slavery
Care for our brothers and sisters
Help the paupers in the slum
Assist the blind
Give food to the hungry
Clothes the naked
Habour the habourless

Let us not break
For if we do
Our descendants will suffer the more
Blood will become sand in the street
And bomb blast will become daily alarm
While souls run helter skater

Let us not break
Let us pray for our brothers and sisters
Who have no one to come to their need but wait on God for manner
Let us embrace change
And start the change
In our life, homes, city, states and nation

My Abridged memoir: I am Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher , a poet,
instrumentalist, published writer and a computer science student. I am
a pioneer of Ghetto City of Poetry and the founder of Citadel of Life.
I reside in Lagos, precisely Ajegunle. I am a lover of children and a
life changer with the zeal of helping souls in the slum,  I also
lecture lads and lasses in writing. I started writing when I was six
years. I have written motivational books, such as words of wisdom to
the nation, Turning your plight into your flight,  Words of
Encouragement to the Nation etc. But I am yet to publish them. I have
publish my novel titled IKENNA AND THE ZEBRA. it is an African
folktale. I love reading books like prose, poetry, drama, bible etc
and I love blogging. I blog@
Email: facebook: Sunsampaul Egwu. Tel: 08180861170
Twitter: @sunsaint96