"fuad" poems
THEME: INJUSTICE
A Duet by:
Hassan B. Hassan(Mr Sophy)
Opeyemi Fuad (Gemini)
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An unsung warrior I am
One that serve his homeland
Now left to wallow in shame
Betrayed, with no treacle -
To my broken esteem
What an injustice!!
👈Gemini👉
We doff our hat to them
Rubbing and cleaning it with their hands
We attain them the power
But they all create new edition
No to injustice!!!
👈Mr sophy👉
Preserve the nation's flag
Yet, thrown into cell
Never to see the sun rise
merry-ing with Legless rats
An unproved innocence
Government's injustice
👈Gemini👉
The baby cry out when put to bed
The dog cry out when given birth to
But we all cry out when the molecule changed
But no reaction took place
Why?
Let Justice reign!
👈Mr sophy👉
I thumbed down, on the papers
Still, my worth doesn't count
I served the government
With my heart and soul on the platter
Staked to uphold their stand
But wronged, injustice!!
👈Gemini👉
We put down our lives to save theirs
Yet they flow us with their power
Oh!what an injustice
fox government with fox Power
Justice reign!!!
👈Mr sophy👉
Thou did nothing
Than bruise our humanity
And rub it on our fresh wound,
With pepper of your injustice
Oh, an insolence!!
Despite our sacred deeds
👈Gemini👉
Indigent we are today
richer we are tomorrow
They are to keep the flag flying
Yet they make the flag vapid
No to injustice!
No to fox government
Justice we want!!
👈Mr sophy👉
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©Mr Sophy ™
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 4:38 PM UTC
Theme: "Laughter for Breakfast"
A Duet by:
Bard Oluwateniola Adeniyi (Faderera)
Fuad Opeyemi (Gemini)
A free Verse Poetry
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Quite a yore, when the snail crawl in the open
The birds fly, oblivious of the stone
The heart so calm,
Not threatening to break out of the rib cage
Yore, when we have peace as the housewife
And laughter for breakfast
💪Gemini💪
Days are gone, when we arise at the hissing of the vulture,
When we patiently wait for the owl to hunt silently at night,
Or joyfully await the folktales of the aged,
And enjoy the moment of moonlight chit chatting while playing 'ayo'
👊Faderera👊
The thunder might clash
Storm may roar,
But the breeze of tranquil,
Still find its way to soothe the raging heart
Indeed, laughter for breakfast
💪Gemini💪
When we assemble at the manor to celebrate our unity,
Wine and dine without fear of being poisoned,
When we dangle our waist to the rhythmic beats and get autem,
Or twerk our butts to the sound of the music and not get *****
👊Faderera👊
Days, when the crop rose,
To kiss the morning light
Plants welcome the dew with joy
Felicity is brought to us on a platter
And the heaven smile its grace down
💪Gemini💪
Gone is the time, when we fall to our knees or one's face to greet,
When we have eros love to opposite gender not same gender..
When we honour the church and respect it's doctrine,
When giving wasn't a problem and kindness wasn't scarce
👊Faderera👊
Time so long, when smiles glint through the eye
Danger not friends with darkness
The chain of slavery,
Not tied to our neck, living fully
In a house not haunted
💪Gemini💪
Long gone are the days, when the richest man is one with a shilling,
and a pence could earn quality education and utilities,
When feeding wasn't a life taking occupation
Or shelter a life threatening need
👊Faderera👊
Now, lost to the feeling of nostalgia
Giving knife to demon of today
On knees, begging to be euthanized
Oh, long gone are this days
When we had Laughter for breakfast
💪Gemini💪
Now,a shilling amount to nothing; even a pence is worthless,
The leaders now dish out war and serve themselves peace,
Corruption is now added to the list on our menu,
Our food isn't complete without massacre,
Favour is now amounted to cruelty or being diabolical...
Alas! gone are the days when laughter was for breakfast
👊Faderera👊
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©Pen of A true Gemini™
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Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 4:21 PM UTC
Title: Caeser at Lucifer's Mission
Theme: The Aesthetic of Poets
A duet by : Prince Jayeola ( Golden Son)
: Fuad Opeyemi (Gemini)
Solid heart like the mountain Everest
Circumflex to the Raven, Bring up the agon
in our midst, Like a dove, we still remain
Challenge come about us
Still, we overcome the hurdles like hills
🙇Golden son 🙇
Kvell Cadres of scrivener,
Harness styluses to tattoo on thin sheets
Poets, goblet of endowment,
Pivoting throe to gladdened symphony
Soothing the ear of grief dwellers
🙇Gemini🙇
Clear out barrel of hate,
Come apart, enmity show less on our ballad
We do not bow down to race
Rather, we propel with grace,
With the sound of humour our poem emit
🙇Golden son 🙇
The pen, like a magicians's wand
Exploited by calibers of Versified bards
With a tip so sharp, running in ink
Cynosure of Prying eyes, like a drop -
Of dew on spinach, poet are Aesthetic
🙇Gemini🙇
We are "they are who? ", certainly!
Armed to the teeth with our pens
Thinking of ill- hearted hearts to heal
As we dance to the dead beat of our bleeding pen
No, tell the man in the street to flow off our den
🙇Golden son 🙇
Rhymester's way is Slim and Narrow,
Like a thoroughfare to Gehenna
For we dine with words, A minstrel
muser are hero, resident of valhalla,
For we are the fighter, that fight with pen
🙇Gemini🙇
We stand in the racket of ranks
And fight to mind our p's and q's,
Hardly do we hit below the belt
To avoid disruption of poets that que
We stand tall and play the game
🙇Golden son 🙇
Poets are Aesthetic, alluring
That travaux over the lava-like ways of poesy
We are all a product of our genre
Yet, living in the facade of exultation
Delusional, caeser at Lucifer's Mission
🙇Gemini🙇
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The Golden son
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Aug 10, 2020
Aug 10, 2020 at 12:57 PM UTC