League Day 12:OLAWUYI BLESSING ISHOLA vs OYEKUNLE IFEOLUWA PETER

Today, we want to flash into the past remembering the times of coup d'etat in various countries around Africa who gas experienced the ugly experience.

History brings to our notice that Togo was the first country in Africa to experience coup d'etat. Anyway, without much ado, two poets would be writing on the theme;BROKEN WALLS (In memory of Africa Past Coups)

Do your part in deciding who massacred the theme the most in his poem... Enjoy!

NOTE;
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2) Upon no circumstance must any of the above mentioned poets vote.

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Good luck to the wordlords.. LET THE BATTLE BEGIN!

THEME: BROKEN WALLS

OLAWUYI BLESSING ISHOLA

TITLE; "BROKEN WALLS"

Organized set of killers they were,

Vying for power that never fit their wear(s).

Forceful were they, on every of their authorizations,

As though, coup was all they could rely on as a puppet of authorizations.

More did it seem to be like the game of thrones,

Where iniquity was all that could be achieved on the thrones.

Forgeting karma, being an objective impulse,

As they try to confront opposers in repulse,

Just as personal items are placed in purse.

Truths were unvoiced,

As seconds split-by and head up truth being voiced.

At the end was all unforgettable,

And never till now fixable,

Cos' already are all lines of walls broken.

Peace!

©Olawuyi, Blessing Ishola.

OYEKUNLE IFEOLUWA PETER

TITLE: YOU BROKE MY WALL

Will your mocking pleas bring back my dead father

who was murdered in cold blood?

He was only a brave hunter who searched farther

for games to hunt before leaving at dawn.

You shot him down without a word

and tossed him into the pool like that?

You shattered my soul and broke down my wall

then sang praises of your coup d’état.

My mother cried and tried to mend the wall

while you sat there on your bloody throne.

My siblings became beggars and were always scorned

and you turned me into a living ghost.

Father was brave but he never tried 

to stop your bloody coup d’état.

Will you mend the wall that shattered my life

or leave me to die in agony like that?

You broke some walls, yes! You broke my wall

and sunk a hole right through my only hope.

Innocent souls with innocent thoughts

tasted your wrath and never returned home.

You broke some walls that couldn’t be repaired,

but there you sat and ruled us with smile.

You killed my dreams and called it government affairs;

You broke my wall to achieve your coup d’état. 

© iPod

OYEKUNLE IFEOLUWA PETER