League Day 15; BRENDA MARTHA vs KOLADE OLAWALE

I'm currently in a dilemma either to leave home or not.Surely, if I leave today, sooner than later would I be back in my Father's land, cause there's no place like home, but still I want to leave!

Two poets this moment would be convincing me to either leave this land and seek for greener pastures in a foreign place or I stay.

Who wins my heart and who doesn't?... Enjoy this duel!
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: SOJOURN

BRENDA MARTHA

TITLE: SOJOURN 

The fiery ball of the sun shone down on us, 

Scorching everything on its way, 

The land has turned hard and everything brown 

Five in years with no drop of rain 

Animals and humans suffering from the drought 

War broke out,out went the men to fight 

Women and children cowering in their homes 

But oh! They lost,and victors came revenging 

Torching the grass thatched houses

Blazing brightly in the night as wails rent the air

Out to the south we went, miles from home 

With no definite destination,in the jungles

Looking for better place to stay, 

A place to sojourn until home is home again

KOLADE OLAWALE

TITLE: I was here

Tell that household that I was there,

broke three window glasses,

empty two water containers into the earth of the floor

and ate part of their remnant.

tell mother lion I was at her den,

played with her cub like a toy

and help barb her hair cause it looks bushy.

tell saint charles grade school I came,

I came just as a village boy,

I came like a ghost walking on the field,

I came like an invisible student sitting in the air.

tell Mary I was there

I was there in her heart

to console her, to cuddle her

and share my love with her.

tell my lonely life I was there

breathing in oxygen and breathing out carbon dioxide,

eating rice for breakfast, garri for lunch

and Amala for dinner.

when my heart sings solo and dance by itself.

when my heart became so rigid

till I even lose Mary to a passerby.

tell life I'm still here

waiting for what it will make of me,

waiting for the colour it will paint me

and where it will take me

cause I'm not staying till eternity,

I'm just here for a while.