Friday 17 April 2015

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.

PHOTO CREDITS: google.com/images 
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.