STRANDED - By Olaniyi Abdulwaheed


Stranded we are in the middle of the way,
The missions get tainted with pecking mirage of gaffes, 
The wrinkles of the road smile 
With thorns of recklessness 
Of the driver
Masquerading with regalia 
Of tainted innocence. 
The heart of the land, 
cracked! 
The eyes of the earth 
Blind! 
The body lost its head 
In the market of tusles
The land is a tree 
With wooden stairs
Of decayed root
Growing boughs 
With absence of  green leaves
The land wears her gorgeous garment
Celebrating rifts of ages, 
Between the old  time and the fragile generation. 
©  Olaniyi Abdulwaheed 2019

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  1. Olaniyi, this saddened my. Heart! To make a new leaf, we all are saddled with that responsibility!God help us to awaken and uphold the exile moral, societal value and ethics .

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  2. Yes, we are saddled with the responsibility to revamp the nation...

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