Earth: Song in her tears

Inspired by the political unrest and social injustice around the world.

Naomi-Moremi-Lucas: black man crying

I have no home, no friend or foe

sitting amidst beauty in splendor 

at the crossroads of what seems to be hell
is this fire falling from heaven?

I watch the ashes dance in the wind

No farm, no food just a single hoe

the land is barren and yet lay fallow.

Bought for a price; one pound of cowry shells

that your shells, may cease to rain once again

but enough wasn't his sacrifice

another round of "kpuh-kpuh, kpa- kpuh, kpuh"

and we're exiled from our lives,

and as strangers, lost  in our homes.

You say you know who I am

then you ask me what i need,

If you know who we are,

shouldn't you know what we need?

You sow in my land with my own seed

you call me a weed, where my fathers lived 

why! Are you so damn full of greed?

You stuff money down his throat

to cover the murder of your human goat

he sells you his dignity

then you take care of him 

like you did your goat. 

You're all demons we altogether loathe.

We've been living in darkness 

one day an hour a second too long

when will you die

so no more shall we cry?

What's the worth of a gladiator

thirsty for a fight in an empty colosseum?

you have no followers.

More allies are hungry to kill you 

even before an enemy

useless is your first name

worthless, the second.

Your wings soar above the law

your voice roars like thunder 

your heart squeals in delight of our death.

Tomorrow all three will be six feet beneath the floor

you will stand before the superior.

Who cooks without a fire?

a fight for which you are unprepared.

Your children feast off our flesh

our blood cries in agony,

as they drink from your cup.

What you sow you shall harvest

and of it your generations shall reap

but you're too blinded by selfishness to see

that when the plantain tree raises her hands

she ends up smacking herself.

Who goes to the river with a basket?

they were better off staying home.

Don't start a battle you'll never live to finish.

Heaven rejects you, earth repels you

and there is no space for you in-between

you evil people of this world.

I'm working 30 hours overtime

that my children may eat 

yet I have not enough to buy meat.

You think you control my life,

but while you forgot my cries

heaven heard them all.

It's been four hundred years coming 

I finally drop my rickshaw and find my freedom

now light is our burden, 

you save yourself  and help your soul.


Fimisola-Samuel

To Ms. A Friend

What's the value of our friendship

when you now seem to be missing in action?

Unresponsive to what i say-

but u seem to know d right things to say,

u inspire me to be and do better

but you're hiding at a distance.

You never say hey

only sometimes after i say it.

Ur words in our sole time,

caress my feelings

and when i wake in the morning

-to let you know, you're mute as a fish,

why sometimes u choose so, I'll never know.

Was being friends, an excuse 

for this being a thing of our sexual recovery?

Though I can't deny loving your voice so pianissimo

berried with your spunk, pep and style

it was an outrage of a pure feeling of pleasure

from the soulful mojo of your moans

to the hedonism of delirium at my climax

like the cool rush of sea blue breeze

in the brown autumn night.

But seriously, how art thou?

I miss the days of frank conversations

days when I'd think of you; friend 

and my nights gleamed with the moon

how u spelt the name you called me 

and I'd burst out my cocoon 

and then make u laugh

ur laughter; the thunder in my rainy sky

as u made my day smile in sync with the sun.

The eagerness in your voice

when you called from work to say hey,

okay maybe not everyday

but i like how you took the tears of my past

and molded it into a beautiful present 

and how in the present

you speak encouraging words into my future.

We're friends and there for each other 

so in hope, i suppose that we still are close

but will it hurt, if in reality we relived those days?

Fimisola-Samuel

Narrative 1

The simplest thing to lose-
time
the hardest thing to do-
change,
neither of which I'm ready to spare.
Should I walk around in fear?
as you keep talking about me,
in words that pierce like a spear
with lies bless every willing ear
get a grip, it's been over 2 years.
I reminisce on days love was meek
we kiss and you'd be my freak,
the rain clouds are gone
now it's clear your brain needs a tweak.
There ain't no future in the past
any chance of repair long passed
I'm over the love spells you cast.
Bob said; "no woman no cry"
sometimes i think he lied
then my thoughts you begin to fry
like when I sent my star to say hi
and then you walk out my sky
and slip back into my arm with your look of lies
we share a kiss over lime, chicken and fries.
I called your name by the riverside
it echoed back on the waves tide
with a message that you moved on
the ears you fed lies
on your behalf of me now request,
that with you i begin new ties
sorry it won't happen even after I die
a simple reason why;
man returns not to his vomit
and to me you're just one big chunk of it.


Fimisola-Samuel

You should know

You’re always in my head
like one plus one equals two
my humble thoughts you misconstrue
I’m running around in disbelief
the pain of losing you is beyond relief.

You seem not to realise
how much my troublesome fears materialise,
I hear you in my head
As I remember the faint squeaks of my bed
Knowing that someday to you I’ll be dead
You remain silent like the dark of the night
I wonder if my bravery is likened to a knights,
I delve into the sea of extraordinary madness
Too deeply sunken; anchored by my weakness,
You, yeah; you are my weakness.

My strength melts away
with the thoughts of your caress
and as my needs you address
I’m flung into unending delirium
deadened to all sensorium
everything is nothing but tedium
then suddenly I awaken to reality
and I’m left again in frank pandemonium.

I decide it’s whatever
but just when I say it don’t matter
sudden feelings I begin to discover
well maybe I had lied while undercover
having you ponder if I got something to offer
if you don’t mind, let me restrategise my offer.
For you're always in my head
as the love of you won’t give up easily
me, I go show you am a hard performer
because with me it’s;
whenever, wherever, however-forever.

I ain’t trying to impress
or float your boat on the sea of distress
I just pray I be the one to help your nerves de-stress
my hands, your body dress and undress
and in my empire, you; forever my empress
with undoubted permanence; like a seal's press.


Fimisola-Samuel

Tik-Tok Tik

She kills me everyday
slowly and quietly
but blinds me with the beauty
of love and friendship,
renders me humble through discipleship
soon i can ride the seas of leadership,
she teaches me from the pain
of hate and lies
yet spills my heart with joy
like my mama's french fries,
she's impatient like daddy's eyes
clicking away like wooden pegs.
There's never enough of her,
but much of her I spend staring into space
thinking of how much I love her,
deadened with no sensorium
how do i handle this tedium?
My fragile limbs when day is done
in more of her, I receive my healing
till the break of dawn.
I would love to have her forever
she gradually eludes me
but we'll never be together
'cos once she's gone-like right now
she's gone forever

In my head

In the middle of a cold wintery sky 
a perfect blended hue
tinted black, purple and blue 
watching from afar, a little shy
the whispered prayer, that is you.

Lightening flashes cream and gray
if thou please i may, sip endlessly,
from your passion on replay
you strum on my ponder
I wonder; if u will tickle me, chocolate thunder.

The stars of your eyes have put on a show 
it reflected on my chest like crystal snow
but in my mind I discover
is where u take off my cover 
another dream, yet you're all I desire; chocolate thunder.

I douse my internal inferno
thinking; me, you and the quiet
a room scented lit in candles, perfect scenario
in tranquility of delirium, in the hands of your hero,
if still i dream, then let beside me, be my pillow.


Fimisola-Samuel

I always will

Clicking of the menacle bound hands
the limitation of boundaries
frozen pictures of memories
before were a strange two-
at crossroads journeying,
tragically i'm already fallen
into the words that said you'll be there
now my eyes find you nowhere
once upon a time you once were.
The lines of your smile tell a lie
all the same they make me smile
even as we fain wish to reconcile.
Heat from your touch
my shackles melt like a blow torch
now you're hidden like treasures old
in my heart, dead-stone cold
my shackles you remold.

hmmn...

yet hope isn't all gone
for if life be still
all things may go wrong
but there's always another,
another chance to take the right turn.
In my blindless,
I fell in love with being stagnant
of all by you given blessings,
remains yet no remnant
but as the rains pour
and my shelteredness in you devoured
i'm purged white as pure.
Surrounded by walls of emptiness
but rooted in a land fertility has cured
beyond the horizon is the rising of the sun
freedom! Alas thou maketh me thy son
and in my heart streams endless passions
I'm victorious indeed, it needs no assertion.
Still I love even in your disapprobation.
Still, I do....think of you
like wind does of the mill
but its okay if you choose not to be still.
but I always will

Fimisola-Samuel