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This is the page set aside for the display of my literary works because i guess ,one day i might be like Archer,Salinger,Grisham,or Soyinka.
The following poems are my official works,No piracy or dubbing from any poets past work,All works here are the Original works of Moranuoluwa Oloyede.
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The fight for the stool.(Ogun state Political saga)
Suddenly it started,
like the rain instead,
the fight for the knowledge,
all within a college,
they are no strangers,
yet they need the drums of danger,
Aremo thought it was a spell,
Otunba thought it was a jell,
it turn to a tug of war ,
needed by an awesome bar,
no one wants to surrender,
they all wants to know the conqourer,
form every nooks and grannies,
even nuts and Grannies,
all we hear is daniel!,
Youths also shouts daniel,
saying Ogidi omo is God sent,
and he is having the talents,
it was all a joy ,
when we saw him getting the ploy,
he promised ogun indigines a new leave,
when he was saying it live,
i sincerely pray God help him,
to fulfill alll his campaign mordernism,
let us all be at peace ,
to make his rulling burden be at ease. |
Prof Oluwole Akinwande Soyinka. |
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All for the Mace.
They all joined the uneeded chase,
all just to be among the men of the mace,
and also wants to be among the setter of the pace,
they all run after the senate chase,
all just to find them among the senate face,
what will happen now ,
when all citizen's eyes are now at gaze,
they will definitely set their houses ablaze,
they go to court to win many false cases,
but if incidentially they loose their cases,
their eyes will now be in a very critical daze,
they never hail from the serving race,
instead they are from the stealing race,
did they think they will always be at peace?,
when they keep on embezzling our dough with much ease,
if they eventually be an Abuja base,
they will now be as tight as lace,
and finally when they surface,
they will now be in an endless convulse,
all just because they never wanted to give among the senate money,
they promise our country to upface,
but we are meeting ourselves in an endless surprice,
when they make our great nation deface,
with the way they have made all refineries vandalised,
and our education system brutalised. |
Jerome .D .Salinger. |
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Lagos.
I know ye to be the land of plenty,
that can never be affected by dirty,
many people came for refuge,
but they later transform to be a refuse,
that can never be cleared by someone,
they now speak in corrupt tone,
the land filled with many cabbage,
is now the land filled with species of garbages,
all streets within the metropolis,
are now filled with corrup police,
who cannot control the traffic hold up,
but they just want to get thier pockets filled up,
Lagos i hail thee,
where all are weak within thee,
and all defeacates on the main streets,
all sicks are there with no treats,
Eko akete where all sleeps in dusk,
and they keep on snoring like the elephant tusk,
the leaders came for our humble votes,
yet they still put on thier careless coats,
their shape remains irregular even more than a cone,
after all had being in standstill like a stone,
let us all calm down and endure,
and also keep our few wealth and treasure,
we are still going to paint its faded glory,
so that our sad story,
will transform to a different story.
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Lagos and its yellow buses. |
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