Here they
come again…
Like my
again, again and again
A mastered gimmick,
The crowed
sweeping mantra:
Abc…!!!
Change!
Like this,
that and that…
It eats
deep, deep and deeper
Heavens
promised
Hell let
loose
This and
that, they call it
Evil and wicked,
I call it
Public turns
private
White turns
black
They fly, we
trek,
They merry
We lament
Monkey dey
work
Baboon dey
chop
Which way
out?
Kill them
all… the masses echoed.
That’s the
real CHANGE….ABC….!
(c) Austine lordlaz
2016
SAMBISA DREAMERBombing and killing...
And you call that living?
That kind of sound
That makes hearts pound
Ears and people marvel
Humans turn Rubble
Strong breeds and dreams
In seconds, such beam dims
Ambitions in hostage...
Aspirations in mortgage
Echoes of fears
Echoes of tears
Girls in suspense
Government in affluence
Seconds turn minutes
Minutes turn hours
Hours... days
Days... weeks
Weeks... months
Months... YEARS?
Oh! SAMBISA!
Forest of Dreamers
They need some helpers
Will it be some JACK BAUERS?
(c) Austinelordlaz 2014..
(c) Austinelordlaz 2014..
That November
Even my elder brother could forgo his cherished morsel of poundy?
I won't be left out! he screamed
Pim pim pim
Pam pam pam
Vehicles, bikes, horned, screeched, and
jerked
Fire on! commuters shouted
The drivers twisted, turned, damned
the fears and risk
To where? no one asked
Aaaaaah! it occurred to me
I knew it!
The day had come
The hour had come
That moment all waited for
Africa,
Antarctica
Asia
Australia
South America
North America
Europa
All in Calabar
I won't be left out !.... I mimicked
my brother
Lets walk the Aisle of dreams
Even my great grand-mother with her
walking stick said YES!
Austine Lordlaz for Tholakele
Productions (c)2014
FOUND
Like Hector, Ulysses, Achilles,
Spartacus and more...
You , i have fought for
You, i have journeyed for
Followed like a sinking star
Rivers and oceans
Deserts and mountains
Highlands and islands
Changes in latitude
Changes in attitude
Sun rises
Sun sets
Nights fall
Dawns break...
Thick and thin
Yet
I searched...
Decades come and go
Hopes frail
Strengths fail
Suddenly......
My lock and key
I FOUND
In this aisle...
THOLAKELE... a dream come true.
Austine Lordlaz for Tholakele
Productions (c)2014.Ahhhhh! Ajantala! Ajantala!!
Those rhythms that make me want to
Even when the beats go staccato
I hear them
I feel them
Ajantala
The rhythm of the east,
Rhythm of the west
North and south
Made by the strong breeds
Not by the beasts
Ajantala
The rhythm of the willing
Not for the weakling
I hear you
I feel you
Ajantala
Those rhythms that tickle
Making one wriggle and wiggle
Those beats that nurture
Paving the future
Ajantala!
Your rhythms pierce mountains, cross oceans
Create dreams, make dreams
Ajantala
Your rhythm i shall eat, drink...
Walk and dream
AJANTALA !...My talking Drum .
(C) AUSTINE LORDLAZ 2015
(C) AUSTINE LORDLAZ 2015
PUNCTURED VIRGINITY
Again, again and again
I am bound in cuffs and chain
Again, again, and again,
Their judgment I await in detain
Again, again and again,
The throw-back flashes in disdain
again, again, and again,
I ponder and wonder then his gain,
Again, again and again,
My hidden part, his regular domain,
Again, again and again,
Any refusal dished me battered stain
and night and nights I wriggled in pain
Again, again and again,
My gone first flesh, an eternal pain
Again,again and again
His Threats and threats again,
"Say jack to any, no school again"
Again, again and again
For future's sake, I contain the pain
Again, again and again,
Tears ceased to flow again,
Voice ceased to protest again
Again, again and again,
My Father's brother again
Guilty or not guilty the Judge yelled again
"if he lives again
I shall stab him again,again and again".
(c)Austine Lordlaz 2015.
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