League Day 16;OLANIYI OLOLADE vs WAKCHIN NENGAK.


LIVE: OLANIYI OLOLADE vs WAKCHIN NENGAK

NOTE;
1) The judges decision takes 70% of the judgement while well wishes and lovers of poetry votes takes 30%.

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

3) The contestants are urged to invite friends to Vote for them using the comment section of this post. No rule exempts you from canvassing for votes.

5) Voting lasts for 18 hours from commencement of Duel.

6) Vote using I VOTE POEM 1 or I VOTE POEM 2

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


THEME: SOJOURN


OLANIYI OLOLADE

TITLE: IN THIS STRANGE WORLD 

Those who walked on these path yesterday, 
Have been driven away by the wind of time. 
Those who rode on these golden horse, 
Have fallen into the pit of forgotten. 

Father do say the world is a home of nobody, 
We're strangers tracing our steps on the page of the world. 
Roaming on the street to find a temporal home, 
In a mansion that doesn't belongs to anyone of us. 

Do you think you own the world, 
Or you think your belongings belong to you? 
You drive every stars into your sky, 
Thinking you would spend a million years in this world. 

We're memories writing on the walls of the world, 
For when we're gone, and we're no more, 
We will become history scripted on the palms of men. 
Both you and I are strangers-- sojourners in this strange world.

WAKCHIN NENGAK

TITLE; SOJOURNER 

a boy will leave his sire at home to find his life's trove 
-weary of his hellish abode called home 
& mom will soak her wrapper crying over a gone child 
a child, that has gone to find his base 
he can't stay to feed his maw with cooked wishes 
'cause their is a rage behind his navel
& it doesn't matter if he looks before he LEAP-bya 
to spend his notes on fare to find menial jobs  abroad 
it doesn't matter, he never minds how he may end up being like his mates 
who got auctioned for notes, or teen skirts
whose body gets used by strange men 
life at home is to daily wake & see a cause for hissing 
-like a mouth trying to tap moist. from a sugary cane 
for the events, morning breaks it's shell & splashes 
in this home 
are enough to force an earthworm to rush out of its dampen home 
into the blurry path of hustle
©Wakchin Nengak

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