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Breaking The Boredom - Commune Writers

BREAKING THE BOREDOM

Sky brutally react to release waterloo Dwelling stars in the swollen frame Nature went doom amidst turbulence And breaks the wall of residual waiters. During the sermon of amusement Endless enclosure of immortal bloom Overrides the skin of glowing rainbow Ease...
No, Not November - Commune Writers

NO, NOT NOVEMBER

Say: we shall not fall nor lose our being nor crumble upon the seduction of time. Even while these times may fly with flames like a wounded dragon writhing with fury, Even while our roads may become undertakers rowdily roaring to become mongers of the morgue, Even...
See me beyond the lines - Commune Writers

SEE ME BEYOND THE LINES

Focus on my weary body Not my beautiful look, Leap into my heart And feel my distress. See me beyond These scribbled lines, and Have a zip Of my mixed emotions. Read my unwell state And tell me to sniff it off, Tell the...
Our Brothers Have Betrayed Us - Commune Writers

OUR BROTHERS HAVE BETRAYED US

My two eyes as wide as the sea cannot deny the fact that we crawl on our burnt toes and rank our feet begging for asylum, against those who we now refer to as...
Let us Pray - Commune Writers

LET US PRAY

This is total insanity, preaching not eternity, She is committing atrocities, losing identity, An enemy like a companion, no one is ready for her matrimony, Should will call it an unaware scenario or peaceful acrimony? Lord, she is...
sad reality of religion - Commune Writers

SAD REALITY OF RELIGION

I will never tread that path Though my parent had different paths Mom wants me in mosque Dad calls me pastor I was preached to, to stupor And I gave everything a thought and pause Teacher taught me maths But mosque...
Re-Fusing - Commune Writers

RE-FUSING

Hit me hard With stones of tears, And soften me into a dough of emotions. Heat me With hot fetters in my hands, And let me sweat sadness inside out. Forget me In the dusky nose of agonies, And squeeze my face...
Death - Commune Writers

DEATH

When òlowolàyémò painted Happiness to the face of omo adáríhun With his flowing wealth & his bulwarking fame You climbed through his chest And made a cold violence with his soul. When balógun has walked through many wars And made...
Negro - Commune Writers

NEGRO

Melanin with beards bowing to the white stressed hair, I wink to their rare glare, I am a proud soul with a hard role, Every mission I am embarking on, Are for generations that have goals. The stars that...
The Agony of Friendship - Commune Writers

THE AGONY OF FRIENDSHIP

My friend! My friend! The little I have, we spend together Either good or bad, we are both in the weather. When your opposition comes, I try to defend. When they hurt, I try to avenge. I showed you...

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