THE EPOCH WE NEVER MET Sigh! The epoch we yearn not The epoch a sage epitomized as evil The epoch where the days seems unending The epoch where the sun thwack the oily heads of man Incising their dog-eared clothes What a pity? The epoch where the bourgeois never thinks  About the consequences of their actions They live in fascinating manors  The epoch of hate but no love  The epoch where glory erred into a chequered misfortune Humanity was out-washed  The proletariats were exploited mercilessly Their labour created great wealth for the capitalists The product of their ingenuity Were sold for more than the value of the labour Yet, only crumbs were left for their hunger. During this epoch, Even sense of belonging wasn’t an option  For the proletariats They could even surrogate their finger(s) for food All these cynicisms  Was god-awful to the proletariat  Equally an ill-mannered to the society Then a sage one went on saying ...

AFTER YOU IT’S YOU My spirits lifted again for your loin My youth days fancy your vivacious face I shoved the sweetness of your lake But I’m now in the saddle for your ocean No matter how hidden deep your treasure I will go on an exile for the rummage Saying I miss you Still hurts ‘Cos it captures not the feelings of chaos and major catastrophe Caused by your absence O beauty of the black bride Aloft desideratum of a mirror ‘Cos it lucid to the world of your beauty Hasty my heart is, Trembling in the wind Like colourful banners I want to, Doing the rhythm from the flute To see a twilight smile on your face O yes! I want you again And for my rest I should wear you a crown Above your sculptured hair I shall weave you songs To your earrings before you drowse Hot honey of tea cup to serve you from your dreams O lady mine, let me tell you, you are my beloved. Ibbwrites© 2019

THE MOSQUE TO THE CRYPT (To the victims of Christchurch killings) An untold day of fierce tears A broad day massacre.   A mad man single-handedly Devoured ferociously Quashing humans like him In a duo sacred place of worship (Al-Masjid) Despondency of the day Went into the dreams of the lots A blueprint of bigotry That has given an alcove for hate speech. A pat on the back of the ‘Egg Boy’ For ruling out that appalling and ugly utterances Of a minister who seems to be a Racist. In this manner of scrawling, The poet is throbbing of the dark day That dispatched the lives of Muslims. Sorry to the wives that have become a widow And to the minors that have become an orphan Through this rueful event We pray for the adrift souls Oh! you the Deathless Forgive their shortcomings, Expunge away the tears of their antecedents Grant them patience for them to accept the occurrence As a known-full act from you the Almighty ‘Cause not a...

TITLE: 15 MINUTES FALL  (Victims of the Ethiopian Plane Crash)  To them all,  Excitement into the airport's hall  Disparities of nations and personalities  Striving not to miss their flight. So dumb  they were to the future  To some,  Aviation was an inceptive  While some do it often.  They all went on board  Eight stewards of the cabin  Were looking sultry  Pilots looking calm with their throttle. Few minutes above the skies  Melancholy of the day  The lights went panicking  On and off amidst tensions and fears. Paling faces all remembered God  Oh my God! It went down  With a trembling force approaching the land  Stillness of scattered bodies and cases.  To them all, My pen profusely wept to this sorrow  Emitting out a condolence  To the family of the victims. May God ease their grievances  Help us wi...

ETYMOLOGY OF AJIKE From the ‘aww’ of the birds Happily besiege your imperiality Extolling that appellation Echoing to the new dawn A-JI-KE! From the hills to the valley of our ranch Purple bees in the clover Buzz to collide, enchanting  The bewitching nature of your epithet A-JI-KE! From the scri-bble effect of my pen Resounding a soft lyrics to you my jewel Rain of words alphabeting a muse To your dazzling and foxy luminary A-JI-KE! From the enthusiastic nature  Of designing this piece of poetry I celebrate you here in my coast  Wishing you a befitting day of grace A-JI-KE! From the cosmos of love My heart profound for the gold you mined Wishing you a promising future of virtuousness A long life with no doubt of prosperity A-JI-KE! HAPPYBIRTHDAY TO YOU! ENITAN OLUWATOBILOBA. Ibbwrites© 2019