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World Poetry Day!!!

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START A NEW POEM USING THE LAST LAST WORD OF THE PREVIOUS POEM!




To the boys who would date my daughter
I haven't met her mum
Maybe I have met her
But she is laying somewhere there in her mum's belly
And I am proudly waiting 
For her 
She'll met daddy soon
And I and her mum
Would be so proud of her.
I bet you can't wait to meet my daughter
You know,
 she's sweet, smart,beautiful,virtuous
And of course, she's stronger than you all
So! Keep off
There goes the warning sign!
KEEP OFF
I'll ring it loud and loud
Loud and clear and clear
Like the Gospel of an evangelist
Recite it with the rhythm of a minstrel
And I won't stop until you know it 
Like your morning drilll or maybe your mermory verse.
Keep off because she's not gonna have to depend on you
To help her do this 
Or do that
Because that's what the society mould y'all to be
She's not even gonna know this rhyme
"Daddy in the parlour watching film
Mummy in the kitchen cooking rice"
She'd sing a whole new song!
She'll teach you when you meet her.
She'll be a walking Encyclopedia
Because I'll  make her swallow as many knowledge in books as possible
And  her wisdom will challenge you!
So! You will have to keep off
Because she really won't be into boys
Boys love are fantasy
For she'd be loved by a man
Who would love her as I do
And care for her 
Making her feel my presence even when I am gone
Six feet under Gaia.
Other matters;
To the boys who would date her before she meet him
Who would love her as I do,
Don't you dare touch her!
Or your femur would find itself framing the doors in my house 
Don't you dare to break her heart,
You will only end up breaking yours
Don't be angry if she refuses
To let you do things for her
It is because she is not born to rely on you
She is strong
She is resilient!
And to the girls would love to date my daughter
I'm sorry she doesn't do you.

-Abimbola

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  1. Samuel Omoniyi Akinsimoye21 March 2018 at 07:57

    BEHIND THE MASK

    YOU, wretched and unlucky,
    For the enemies against you,
    Heavens emptied won't save,
    The enemies' size alone wearies,
    Drains all hope for a fair day.

    Enemies?
    No, enemy!

    Against YOU?
    Now, I'm naught,
    Help me;
    Before me lies one at battle,
    With no one else but self,
    He beats and is beaten by him...
    Enemies, enemy, YOU...

    Behind the mask of the enemy,
    I see YOU!

    AKINSIMOYE Samuel Omoniyi

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