Is April a good time for fools? Please pity this Psalmist and pray he agrees That it’s alright to guide and mislead So sons could father their fathers again. If April will choose to school its fools Then few we’d find in the teeth of the tease. As much as it’s fun, it’s fundamental To […]

Was i not once a kid? Oh adults, how you know so much of nothing. They want you to grow up faster than daylight. Like a warring eagle I tore at the aged children of this earth. I spoke back, i spoke loud, i spoke proud! We’re everything and the solution’s problem. Their reprimands are […]

Why is the sun trying to cry? we are not heroes to it’s shedding skin, there were fears for the tears coming this year, or at least we’re counting how old the sun is in this millennium. We have felt your rays like a tickling feather hoisting our pores to love the naked wind. Na […]

Must we all die? I heard their poverty than ours is more: Ceiling leaking, or more like seeking To be sealed, saved and sheltered, such that the heat leaves them frozen. Pity City is our mansion distraught Lamp holders hold lamps of broken hearts Now we hold the hands of prayer. We are under the […]

Why has the spark left your eyes? Making this mighty mountain descend between us With both feet my truth held tight As my patience grew like a dove Latching on I cried, “love me, love me.” Beyond the stench of my belch Through the krrrrrr of my snore I hoped that you would stay, for […]

‘Sir, Parties Are lovely. Those Attending Would say So. The Choice of Fine fabric Is The fragrance Of age’s Time. With Untamed Colouring, We Impress, dress To look Proud. As Much as Tradition Needs, We will teach To our Kin That What the Agbada Knows, The suit doesn’t And won’t Learn. One Is good. The […]

Faced With this Filament tied to expose or hide night I open, envelop a halogen of fine gas. A mixture, iodine trapped in a bulb to be lit A texture of bromine sealed in a lamp would be heat Do guide me as i walk in to places i know not. I will work one […]

If you will permit me, I’ll count again my wealth, please. Four, maybe even more than a thousand have been lost. I’ve broken, opened safe. I’ve seen prints left. Someone’s here. Look under the water, for those ignored in the sea Search inside every heart for leftover silver joy. Leonell

They Slice and Bleed open As They cut my Blue veins Out It Starts with A drop then It Flows with a Rush and Stops. The Water Coming from My Eye falsely Drips out For This Onion Is a smoke Screen. Pain resides Deep down Here The Exes I still miss The Memories I choose, […]

Sin looks a lot Like myself. Once I thought He was my twin. But instead I’m warned to stay far from him. That I cant. For in the middle of sin is ‘I’, locked on both sides. Sin’s nature is like rain the way it falls to quench thirst. Once it is gone, one is […]