Sunday, 3 January 2016
- January 03, 2016
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The Poet:-
Sola Owonibi is a poet, playwright, who teaches literature at the Department of English Studies, Adekunle Ajasin University, Akungba, Nigeria.
The Poem:-
HOMELESS NOT HOPELESS
We are the natives of the street
holed-up under bridges
we are necessary
we are part of our existence
major fragments of the globe
as the day chameleons to night
you slump in the warmth of your beds
and the heat of loved ones
we also embrace the cozy
cardboard beds laid on stinks
as the night injects us with cool breeze
and endurance.
We sleep and dream
And have conferences with
the indigenes of the elusive world
when it's day, in bundle
we pack our belongings
and move on with our days
standing, kneeling and bending
to beg for alms just for the day
necessary part of your society
translators of our dreams
carriers of our burdens
Angels, we open gates
Of your blessings
We are the lack
That take your lack
We are homeless not hopeless
This makes us rile at hereafter
when death opens the gate
to the second phase.
Copyright (c) Sola Owonibi
Sola Owonibi is a poet, playwright, who teaches literature at the Department of English Studies, Adekunle Ajasin University, Akungba, Nigeria.
The Poem:-
HOMELESS NOT HOPELESS
We are the natives of the street
holed-up under bridges
we are necessary
we are part of our existence
major fragments of the globe
as the day chameleons to night
you slump in the warmth of your beds
and the heat of loved ones
we also embrace the cozy
cardboard beds laid on stinks
as the night injects us with cool breeze
and endurance.
We sleep and dream
And have conferences with
the indigenes of the elusive world
when it's day, in bundle
we pack our belongings
and move on with our days
standing, kneeling and bending
to beg for alms just for the day
necessary part of your society
translators of our dreams
carriers of our burdens
Angels, we open gates
Of your blessings
We are the lack
That take your lack
We are homeless not hopeless
This makes us rile at hereafter
when death opens the gate
to the second phase.
Copyright (c) Sola Owonibi
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