Fall Apart

Famine
in the land of green
Our land,
infested by greed
The gods are on holiday
Invaders have looted away.
The whistle blows
predators are on the prowl
Death is on parole
Sheep's head will roll.

by Adewale Samuel

Search Me

 Murder
at the Truth mansion
The suspect is at large
The killer lives,
in my heart.
Night time...
I walk this path again
in pursuit of
these foot prints of blood
In circle, I wander
this path keeps leading
back to me.
Crestfallen,
to Heaven I pry
for what wrong I've done
An angry face
falls back from 'yond
The place I once knew there
is gone.

 By Adewale Samuel
                          

The Pedestrian's Diary

Fiery,

like it's out to kill,

the sun blazes,

to roast.

Inhabitants are ambivalent

Hawkers slice the traffic,

Their wailing voices

in cahoots with the deafening honking,

irritating and annoying

The noise for survival.

A city that will never die

populous and pompous

Poverty, emblazoned on its chest

We struggle,we survive

And we complain...

The streets are unlike sane

Lawmen extort with no shame

A preacher-man's bell shrills aloud

Beggars seek God's face in the cloud

The slothful and the jobless argue
at the newspaper stand

A ticket-man grabs an okada-man

Lunatic fly the yellow buses

a knocked-down woman unleashes
curses.

A soldier man takes a leak

by the road side

A destitute man makes porridge

under the bridge,

sharing his lighter with a lout

who makes out with ganja in a corner.

I am the pedestrian

a policeman just slapped.

poem by Adewale Samuel

The black uniform

Flashes

Torches clutched in their hands

In the dark they lurk

Scarecrows of the night

in their uniform of no shame,

hovering for their next prey.

A coin for their honour

Men of disgrace,

stirring my quiet rage

for they confiscate all my grain

my whole day gain.

My voice is fractured

words perished in my belly

They climb high to God

I hope they fall.

Solitary

Please sting not
Unclasp my heart
and begone.
Let me be
a world away from you.
Look at what you did her
Seen what you did him?
They are wrecked
ruined as crop.
You are such a bad news
Now you ricochet to me?
You little jiggery-pockery thing
I swear by the air that I breathe
You'll never find a place in my heart
I will never,never love.

poem by Adewale Samuel

One Night Stand

Murdered
on my feet I am
as soon as you sprouted,
in the gleam of the moon.

Concrete body,
you are carved like an onion
You bulge in every nook and cranny
I picture an elephant in a jeans.
 Like a tree's torso,
a pair of coconuts
call me from you
my mouth falls shamelessly
asunder
Hell, I am damned!
Your sinful gait,gracefully
undulates your bounty
to gradually do my hormones
I am imploding.

My chest heaves
like the tide of an evil sea
My hiccuping heart
hits against the bars
in desperation for a peek.
Your fruity lips,
from the tree of knowledge of good and evil
are cumbersome and sumptuous,
Was planted to bring my fall.
I am falling.
You are my ticket to hell,
the forbidden.

I empty my pocket
for all,in your bucket.

poem by Adewale Samuel

A Drunkard's Paradise

Here he comes
Right to left,
swaying like a dry falling leaf.
Home he comes not
To his paradise to sleep,
he goes.
Oh, magnificent!
the peace and coziness
of a better world,
the scent of burning incense
and the warming aura.
Angels will wreathe him,
play him songs of his delight
He will sip heavenly wine
and flirt with every pulchritude
Oh, what a dream!
when he wakes up from his cloud-cuckoo land
at dawn,
he will be climbing out from the gutter.