Exchange On A Plantation Poem by Korede Abiodun

Exchange On A Plantation



Labourer: O, Good Sir
The season favours and cloud gathers
I can tell, hell about to loose
And do us good.


Master: O yes
You can tell
Dolphins don't swim the cloud.
Look up,
It is your sweat
That of your kinsmen
Thats about to wet your head.

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Korede Abiodun

Korede Abiodun

Ogun State, Nigeria
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