Oppressed And The Oppressors Poem by Timileyin Gabriel Olajuwon

Oppressed and the Oppressors

Hear a voice crying out loud for victory
Screaming for the liberation of the country
There's gnashing of teeth
And suffering of torture making history
Hear gun sound of the oppressors
Hear the tramping sound of their boots
Attacking, beating and trampling all those oppressed
Let us say woe, unto those that are oppressing!


Hear now the word of the oppressed booing their oppressors.
Lean on me your gun
Lean on me your bombs
And still my cry flows like a burning bush
Although my scar grows inside this fire
For I was born with this scar
If you should hear me crying
it shall never mean that I am weak
For with this crying, I was born

From the beginning of life,
I have been on fire in these pieces
Waiting within the fall of mankind's peace
Wherefore, from all heaven we come
Into the heart of the earth
we all will fall upon our knees
To HIS heart I call
For the Prince of Peace to ever reign
That HIS peace may dwell upon earth
And this reign shall forever be called peace

Though, I am with no peace
Living life as a paper piece
Squelching in a cage
I am but a trapped peafowl
Screaming for the reign of peace
Still my heart is full with peace
For peace, we shall last for a minute
When at last our life shall be mute
And in that minute, the oppressed and the oppressor
shall be of the same mind.

Still let there be freedom for the oppressed
Though you are with power
That will soon be lowered
When death shall come as a flying eagle
snatching all power from you, oppressors,
I shall gain my freedom

Woe, I say unto you oppressors, that there truly is power
For unto me there is no power
Yet freedom shall become my power
Letting this freedom grow higher within us all!



Written by Timileyin Gabriel Olajuwon
From my book ‘ Call For Retreat’