Two Poems: Adedayo Adeyemi Agarau

Apostles Of Corruption:

We, priests of the land
Casted the cowries of time
on the sand of humanity.

Lo! we had new apostles
who shall read to us the epistles
on night we our future gazes
like a lost stone amidst mazes.

Time is a river
that doesn’t respect
a nun or a believer.
Flys with supreme gaiety.

At the shrines where humanity
is the god they serve;
They sip the gods’ palmwine,
dips her offering, forge her sign.

The gods are speaking,
Apostles looting,
Villagers complaining,
‘Hear what we are saying’

A fine session it will be
Pray the gods and you will see.
Another comes
but always the same!

Epistle of lies read
Apostle of lies breed.

Here is the endnote, Die
Die, Ye, corrupted apostles.

 

 

Let It Rain:

Aduke,
I pray the rain
do not fall
on our nuptial night

But if it does..

it is another
verse of this poem
where we play
as lovers
nakedly dancing
under the nudity
of a sad sky..

it is love,
Aduke.
Let it rain if it will,
its a ring to our matrimony.

 

Bio.

Adedayo Adeyemi Agarau is a young writer trying to be a poet.
He studies nutrition and dietetics at the Federal Polytechnic, Ede. He
has been featured in collections at home and abroad.

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