|
|
Oh mother,
What a wound you've sustained!
You are meek and kind,
The foes still struck at you.
Awoke by the news,
My cry hits across the neighbourhood.
Ghana mourned with me,
And I refused comfort from Benin.
Whoever mocks my sobs
Let her wish for such calamity,
And feel the sting of the flame.
As for me, I'll always
Remembar you in my prayers.
Restoration of equanimity
To Great Britain will always
Be my thirst, and my tears
Will surely part through the skies,
That your daughter, the "Giant of Africa"
Might smile the moment you're justified
Against the AL-QAEDA.
|
1
Tags
You must be logged in to add tags.
|
Writer Profile
gabriel babatunde oluwakorede
I am a young man whose dream is to reform the world through poetry. I was nominated as "Poet of the year" for 2003 by Maryland-based International Society of Poets. Though I was unable to attend the convention for a reason, I still find joy in my achievement.
I do not have an organization of my own, but I plan to have one soon. I am looking forward to joining so many governmental organizations, and meeting poets of like minds. I believe so much in poetry, and it has been my platform for everyday activity.
|
Comments
You must be a TakingITGlobal member to post a comment. Sign up for free or login.
|
|
