Godspower Oshodin

from cradle, where we lay and laugh
into an open grave
been lull for a deep sleep
the earth contributed
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He is a man always left on his solitude
with his might set, like a sharp sword.
His hands always exhausting pens,
with papers filled to the brim.
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Brave hearts long for you
Your path way they plan to pass thru
You’re the definition of poetry
Guarding souls like faithful sentry.
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America, oh sweet home of mine
Glories beaconing fine
My heart longs for you
Your path way i dream to pass thru.
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That night, a night of admirable callings
With larches of leaves living the trees
To join the cloud, this adores that pleasantry breeze.
The sky was blue
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The sky was her limit
Her bags was full of praises
Suddenly she began to sing a marvelous song
Saying…I’m always a less adulterer
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will i ever be loved?
when i have made love go this way
to set lovers in pure dismay
making hearts to go astray
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When old age calls his name
He seems to give no blame.
When death says he's tall
He stopped to answer the call.
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On the eve to your death
I saw the iroko trees
Releasing their leaves
Sending them in angry reeds,
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A bond of love has brought them together
love made them known each other.
round metals splitted in both hands
shown as signs of eternal stand
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Those who mine out gold
From the ground
To sell for the rich
And make for the poor.
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I saw a young man dropped out of envy
His heart was stagnant and heavy
Many ways contradicted his
They searched for a way to see him in abyss
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My eyes in look at empty spaces
I’m so close, but on futile traces
The dim of materialism is light to me
The flames of wealth are cool to thee.
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they started with selfish interest
never willed love with full zest.
the smiles
and the beautiful faces.
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once upon a time
in a world of loneliness
i lived in a country called SUMMER LONELINESS
where love are shared by individuals
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I’m in love with my brother’s girl
The voice of my heart can’t really tell.
My feelings like old is back
That pride of a man I now lack.
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The windows of my heart is shut and disdained,
My memories in reminisce of how it was pained.
The open shutter of love, is now closed
Moments like before will never be tossed.
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Clashes of metals filled the air
Women and children running in fear
Eyes dashed on where to hide
Memories limp on only one side.
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This decorous lawyer, grinning with ease
His might set only for the calling of peace.
He peruses and expounds laws
Civil, ready for all positive calls.
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my heart for the first time fights with my desire
love at it peak i can't acquire.
the breezes of calling love swaying away
the will of my unchosen heart could die this day.
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