Priceless Price – Poem By Solomon Temitope The price for our victoryShall be an impresa in history.Though very expensive, still, we toil to achieve. This land is richBut desecrated by men –The debris is beyond our reach;A profit to the businessmen. Forest turned desertWith no oasis in view, Hunger hasContinue Reading

Here comes the gallant troop of the third force Making a boisterous call for the mantle, Disregarding the stratifications with their file. Here comes the gallant troop of the third force Having an abundance of tools yet lacking the personnel, Thus looking up to the people for help. But theseContinue Reading

His hands, tied With legs let loosed. See; he can, but still can’t – A man named nameless. His sonorous voice turns unsoothing, Deafening the gods towards him. Men gulp his tears like beer, Twerking endlessly to the sound of his wailing. You’re Reading: Melancholia – Poem By Solomon TemitopeContinue Reading