Wednesday, 6 November 2013

I WIN (A poem from THE LIGHT BEARER)



Gross darkness makes soul's vision cloudy
Worries call my courage dowdy
Fears laugh my resilience to scorn 
Tears wear my heart as cloth
But eyes refuse to let tears drop.

I float like clouds
Into the midst of mist
Focus lost; dreams fading
Suddenly, I see rays of light
White clothed creatures extend hands
Hands of support and love.

They speak words;
Words become swords
Fears and worries slain
I win!

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Tuesday, 5 November 2013

The Light In Words


The Light In Words

An iroko is not cut
with a single cut
a mountain is not climbed
with a single climb;
a dying world can be revived
not with a word
but with words that are triggers;
catalysts of positive deeds.

I have chewed kolanuts
from dawn to dusk
silently praying that peace be restored
yet my eyes will not sight peace
in her beautiful regalia
yet my ears will not hear
peace sound roaringly
like the voice of many waters.

Why should peace suffer the world
like an abiku in the hands of a widow?
Nay! I say nay!
our deeds as humans are inhuman
and with our own hands
we stab peace right in her heart
by denying love in our heart.


When words become swords
blood is not shed
but light is shed;
the unknown made known
the right way to tread
is lighted for all to see
stolen peace kept in darkness
is restored by the light in words.


Written by: Kolade Olanrewaju Freedom, author of THE LIGHT BEARER.

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Arise O Africa





Arise O Africa

O Africa, arise out of obscurity
To give your glory security
O Africa, flee from corruption
to release your beauty from detention
Wash away your filthiness
Shrouding your greatness
O Africa, arise and shine.

O Africa, why look beggarly
When treasures housed by you
Begs to be harnessed?

O Africa, your children mourn
Hunger scorns them
Poverty beclouds them
Their skins are keen
To fall off their body
Hope lost like a needle in darkness.

O Africa, darkness envelopes you as air
Why should that be so?
"Boom" "krrrrrrrrrrr" "gbos" I hear
I need to flee
It seems peace has been stolen again
This poem must be laid to rest
Let me find safety for my head.

Ah! Africa, where is the future
When the present resents peace?
Ah, I could still hear wailings
Will these cries not cease?
When will your rising be
When you have fallen greatly?

Arise Africa, O Africa arise
Dust off your feeble knees
Arise Africa, O Africa arise
Quench the tears of your children.

Written by : Kolade Olanrewaju Freedom

Author of The Light Bearer @

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