TOO SWEET Too sweet,  Black boy from the lower Ninth Swollen face,  wreck bones,  no sleep at night. Too Sweet in an adult prison Trumps America charged him treason Giving Nova Bordelon a reason, To write and act every season. For every black dude -  In the lower Ninth, booed, By the call of Racists, And the cruelty of the Police. A moment of an extraordinary poignancy A pregnancy, For the black writer's pen. I leagued with Nova's voice - In a fictional revoice To un-voice the fiendish despot Marring our society's melting pot. Black boys like Too Sweet, Deserves everything, if not two, but sweet. ©IBBwrites AJAO, Ibrahim Bello. A Poet, Blogger, A graduate from the department of Sociology, University of Ilorin. He is known as the Bard of Ilala, 'Valorous son of the tribe'. He won the Writer of the year 18/19 in his department. Writing poems is one of the best things that happened to him. He has the pass...

Your shimmery set of smiles  Glistens and blooms like the sun flower  For your roses grows with no much power  And its fragrance spread across miles.  The spot of lights glimmers Upon your sensational spotlight face  Reflecting flawlessly with mighty ace To my un-illuminated world of no glitters. Your love has impel its sweetness Upon my heart sweetened To make you my sweetheart, and Shall this love growingly glows with greatness. ©IBBwrites 2019.

I'M A NIGERIA In the mid-nineties I was born into the economy of naira not cedies Surviving as a child Through my parents being my guide. I was sage enough Knowing I wasn’t born with a silver spoon. Who am I to question? A Nigerian blossomed with many passions. A Nigerian Cramped to a single deen. A Nigerian Finding it hard to use the waste bin A Nigerian Accustomed to the Yoruba, my indigenous language A Nigerian Who learned the word of ‘HUSTLING’ Pedantic enough that ‘No food for a lazy man’. A  Nigerian Seems to be sometimes patriotic And on a bad day being traitorous A Nigerian Ill at ease of her social structure Motivated towards being known as the giant of Africa A Nigerian Carrying a burden as a bread winner I fought hard with the crashed economy Being raped by impotent leaders.  A Nigerian   Used to darkness Burning candles at both ends Before screaming ‘UP NEPA’ A Nigerian  Enduring a lot of social maladies...