League Day 23: AYOBAMI AYANFEMI vs ADELEYE OLUWADARASIMI

This duel is dedicated to all victims of the modern day slavery in Libya. Your voices are heard on this side.

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

7) Results would be uploaded briefly after the closure of votes.

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

THEME: ENSLAVED

AYOBAMI AYANFEMI

TITLE: Enslaved

The chain buckled on us

By the slave master is aching us,

When will we be free from their bosom?

They toss us right,left

Leaving us with indecisive thought.

They seized our moon and 

Give unto us seasonal doom.

They took away our sun

And give unto us disobedient son.

Our treasures are in the grave

Our men are no more brave.

We laugh in pressure

Nothing comes with pleasure.

Our bone now rebuke its flesh

It causes discomfort for the sullen legs,

When will we be free from bondage

Bondage that leaves in us scars rage.

Let us go home

Let life again breathe in us.

For we are dead

And can no more be heard.

We have been caged in their palms,

Let us all mourn high

And break the chain.

Ayobamiayanfemi @gmail.com

Chosen Star

ADELEYE OLUWADARASIMI

Title: Words of a Slave

My life is in shambles. 

Like a dying Leper I grumble. 

I have been in chains. 

In a land where I have no gain.

I was so free in the little world I lived. 

Now I am a Peasant where I am

The journey down here was a really long trip on planet waters.

Little did I know that I was coming to face starvation of water. 

If anyone here can recall his childhood days. 

Game Playing in the village Square days.

The days of moonlight stories. 

The days I listened to Granny's stories. 

Then they will know how the life table has turned. 

On that very day it dawned. 

On the way to the stream. 

We couldn't get help despite our scream. 

Ever since then my life has been in shambles.

And Everyday I grumble.

But I am hopeful,

Maybe one day I may be free.

©OLUWADARASIMI M. ADELEYE