The Setting Sun

I bade
the setting sun goodbye
as he bathe me
in his orange glow
he whispered words
into my ears
of hope
and a tomorrow bright and clear
he smiled at me
the setting sun
and told me
bedtime is nigh
he left promises
of little pink clouds
and set the moon
my night to guide
his eyes are closed
his warmth is gone
goodnight setting sun
I would see you at dawn....
                                               ...eDriiz

Tell the peacock
that pride doesn't pay
its arrogant display of colorful feathers
would soon land it
in my pot of soup

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SHAKARA (A poem written in pidgin english)

Vero
I still dey remember that time when we small
when nah pant you dey use dey waka
you and Rukevwe go dey play hide and seek
for our backyard that time

Vero
nah me and you been dey do mummy and daddy
you remember?
that time under our dinning table
wey we dey do wetin we no understand
all we know na say the play take style sweet

Vero
nah me oo
that time wey Fraiyo beat you for school
wey I mumu go form Van Damme
dem panel beat my body
wey for three weeks i no fit tanda sef

Vero
so na me you come dey form for
unto say you don enter school
and me still dey hustle for here
you come dey follow me dey yarn oyinbo
for your mind now i no hear English

Vero my Vero
God dey ooo
nah because say i never hammar
na im dey make you do all dis shakara
but one day i know say
anyhow e take be tins go everly gel for me
                                                                
                                                                     eDriiz...

HOPE

I cling unto this damsel

called Hope

night after night

I lay her down by my bedside

watching her sleep

tending to her needs

I put my arms around her

for I fear she might fade away

enchanting her with lullabies

so she might stay here with me

I would bring her wood

I would make a fire

so she could stay warm in my abode

for someday I pray

she would bear me rain

                                   

                                                      eDriiz...

                                                           FREEDOM PARK

These walls once

were grim and gloom

where many a fate

met their doom

I still see them

in their chains

their sweaty bodies

tilling the grounds

They wet the soil

with their tears

I still can hear their cries

in these winds

of sorrows and agony

of freedom so far away.

In bitterness

they accept their misfortune

Day and night

in these walls their world is conformed

no escape

from its savagery nor

from the jailer's whip

and days of bitting hunger

Alas how useless it is

to hope for tomorrow.

Crammed into breathlessness

in this pigeon hole

called prison cells

life has no meaning here

death they impatiently await.

Bound never to feel again

the sweet canality of the opposite sex

in these chains

they have been cursed

to spend their lives

misreable till death comes calling...

 

                                                           eDriiz..

                            OGBANJE                        

Again you have come

crying into this world

like you were forced to come

but we see your charred toes

and the marks on your cheeks

tell tales

that you have severally been here

Why wouldnt you let mama's womb be?

she cried for you to stay

but you turn deaf ears to her pleas

Your short life

is a spell of sorrow

Mother runs helter skelter

when you start your fits

and your cries

she begs the dibia

so many sacrificies he prescribes

but away you still go

joining your brethren in their kingdom

You cause us great confusion

in this labyrinth of your life

come and go no more

Go and come no more

so mother's womb

can boast of other children