Lanre Samuel

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Life is like a Market Place
Where people hustle and bustle
To make ends meet,
Some are in an hurry,
...

In this world,
The law is the shadow
Of the unjust,
Created to cage the just,
...

Hmm! Corruption
A key to a lazy man success,
A nation distroyer,
A weapon of oppression and depression,
...

Dear Confidant,
It started out as an idle hands
Sitting close to an open window,
Lost in the world of loneliness,
...

5.

I've walked down the road of
Trials and tribulations,
I grew up with scars,
Life ain't for wasting,
...

Tell Death
If we must die
It should not be in mass,
nor in the hands of bandits.
...

7.

That sweet innocence 
Like a flower in the bud 
Growing in a new existence 
Fresh and unflawed,
...

Once wild and free, now caged and contained
The teenage spirit struggles to be sustained
Caught in the web of modern civilization
Youthful vitality faces a stifling situation.
...

We haven't regain our liberty
But they said we are free,
Their mouth is full of lies,
They are the cause of our dissension.
...

Who are the heroes of today?
As I go deep into my thought
Thinking about the struggle of
Our heroes past,
...

Our world is now cram by
hordes of mindless zombies,
Sluggish slugs
That left no trail,
...

Only in my country,
People keep silent watching
Their oppressors go freely,
While they suffer from
...

Is this Love?

Love they say begets love,
It drives like a thirst,
...

We learn not the religion
Of our forebears,
They regard us as primitive,
A rebellion against our culture,
...

O lover of iniquity,
Blinded by an artificial woman,
Whose deceit has been covered
By rubbles of coal.
...

The Best Poem Of Lanre Samuel

Life Is Like A Market Place

Life is like a Market Place
Where people hustle and bustle
To make ends meet,
Some are in an hurry,
While a few are patient
To order their steps.

Some are here to sell
The Creator's/Man's given gifts,
While others are here to buy
What the gifted sells.

Some are here to play away time,
A little are here to steal from the poor,
Our tracks are different,
Desires are different,
Duration are different.

We are not here to stay forever,
When we eventually go home,
People will ask what we bring
from the market place.

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