Babatunde Idowu Ebenezer


Wailing Of Pains


This must stop,
The night must be still,
The land request for water not blood,
The rain must be drinkable,
Not sour with uncooked carcasses,


The mournings must be aborted.
National flags, up they want to be,
When I take my pen to write,
Lyrics must flow not dirges.
When I raise my eyes to heavens,
I must give praises not ask questions.
Let my tears flow for joy not sorrows,
This music of tragedy must loose notes.


School chidren in Connecticut,
Emminent personalities in Nigeria,
Down like that like banana stem.
And both could have been avoided,
If only assault rifles were banned in US,
If only roads in Nigeria are travellable.
But they were not,
And they are not.
And now, we wallow amidst wailing of pains.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013
Listen to this poem:

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Wailing Of Pains by Babatunde Idowu Ebenezer )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Yes, Mother Nature Teaches Bards..., Dr John Celes
  2. Tonic Pain, Soumita Sarkar Ray
  3. In the Absence of Light, F. J. Thomas
  4. Give me a drink, Diana Rosser
  5. White Power, F. J. Thomas
  6. Sweet Dreams, Sambanath Denis
  7. My unjust God, Nalini Chaturvedi
  8. continue counting..., Mandolyn ...
  9. the tail of poet, ademola oluwabusayo
  10. the way of the world, ademola oluwabusayo

Poem of the Day

poet Edmund Spenser

Of this worlds theatre in which we stay,
My love like the spectator ydly sits
Beholding me that all the pageants play,
Disguysing diversly my troubled wits.
...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]