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TWO IS ONE, US!

We are two,a two that is one
one of a kind, two of a one.
As you are the female me,
I'm the male you
two of a one, one of a kind.

Great things comes in pairs
two in one, one in two
I'm the left to your right
you're the right to my left
or is it vice-versa?
None can have it better
'cos one in two is two in one.

Seeing your smile that first time
I knew you were 'the' one
one of the two that's now our one.

The complete half of you's me,
and you's a complete one,
the other half to our one
You is me and me, you
a two that is one, a you and a me.

Two sides comes each coin.
And If life were one,
you and I, stuck on either sides.
We'll still be a one
yet we'll be two.
The only two types of a one
the only one of the two.

You and I, Akanke

Two of a one, one of a two
living proof of Cupid's expertise
his bow and arrow, shot once, got us two.
You are me my love, I'm you still
and if this were some love story
we'll be the both sides of the story.
The other me is you, the other you is me
with our love, seamlessly fusing
two now is one, one now is us two.
MW...
Oluwole!

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THAT NIGHT WALK...

Come let's take the walk
down the left corner dark
there we'll lay and watch the stars
it's a breezy night but I'll warm you
I'll cover your body with mine
your lips will envelop all I have
as sighs escape the other
the soft breeze will ruffle your hair
caress our skins, goose pimples

When sated and spent we stare up
arms, limbs and heart all linked
seeing the stars winking in mischief
a welcome voyeur
breath will escape us in pants
as our hearts slowly lose its speed
both clothed in birthsuits and uncaring
then I'll ask you again
on bent knees.

The moon will catch the glint of the jewel
and just when you say a breathless yes
the winds will nudge the trees
they'll sway hither and thither
their leaves will rustle in encouragement
and the heaven will snap us a shot
with a flash of lightening...
Will you not come?

Oluwole

NOW WE HATE-XENOPHOBIA!

Now we hate, now we kill

cockroaches, vermins and all

dirty dirty rank ‘n’ file

kill ‘em all

rid us all of foul air.

Spare us the sermon

your condemnation fuels our engines

Durban is ours

save your lives and go back home

rid us all of your foul air.

We are blood-thirsty

this land is our life-blood

go home and live to tell

stay here and live to die

rid us please of your foul air.

Not today we won’t stop

tomorrow maybe if sanity comes back

our ample waists cannot go bare

for your own waists to wear our beads

go now so we breathe easier.

Fair skin or dark skin

caucasian or negro

this South nation is ours alone

we have done it before

we can do it again…

Oluwole.

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DEDICATED TO THE MEMORIES OF THE VICTIMS OF THE INSANE ATTACKS IN DURBAN, SOUTH AFRICA...

WHEN WE LEFT HERE...

We were different people

not where we are today

our songs rang with harmony

fair haven, beating hearts.

But,

just before the sun went out

right when the words tumbled out

the world lost shape too

a journey of no return

Go, see the trees

stripped of cover and leaves

nude branches bathed in nothing

that’s where we now are

‘cos

with you went the sun

the warmth that clothes my naked frame

air seeped out, punctured tubes

empty minds, blank thoughts…

 Oluwole.