League Day 29: AYOBAMI AYANFEMI vs HUSSANI ABDULRAHIM

Live: AYOBAMI AYANFEMI vs HUSSANI ABDULRAHIM.

This duel is dedicated to Africans who joined suit to the doom of transgender.

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: LOST 

AYOBAMI AYANFEMI

Title: Gone gone gone.

What makes man a man

Is the creation,

Who makes woman a woman

Is on the palms of the curator.

The rod specially made for him

But for riches and fame got slimmed,

Burnt into the flat plate

To be eaten by same gender.

Tell me,what is your agenda

When riches and fame come

When people lay you in bed

And dig holes made by men.

The surge in men greater than yours,

Greater than who you are

Greater than who you want to be

But greediness, envy and fame

Over shadowed you.

You erected statue under your skirt

And changed your look to get

Masculine appearance,

Why??

Why must the clay be remoulded 

While perfectly shaped by its moulder.

You lost your virtue and buy shame

You lost your name and buy pain,

What's left in you

Than emptied can in the desert.

You blamed the creator

And make man your conductor,

You lost what makes you a man

You lost what makes you a woman.

Chosen Star.

HUSSANI ABDULRAHIM 

TITLE; DARKNESS 

You shape many things in the dark, 

You merge, you become darkness. 

Your shadow builds a silent hut of bloody bricks. 

Here, no one will touch you, 

No song from a cruel voice will detest you. 

You never wanted this, 

You just became. 

And to move your body into light 

Is to remove the 'e' from 'humane'; 

Is to let the cruel world trample your body. 

So that what'll be left of your depressed soul 

Will be nothing but nothingness. 

When you close your eyes, 

You find your body fleeing illuminations, 

Many bright things that only in the end, 

Unravel their own true colours of darkness, 

And reminde you, how your name's spelt differently 

With a touch of sorrow and elipsis of misfortune. 

Close your eyes, 

And you'll know this world's never yours. 

And the boy who finds rainbows in your eyes 

Is only preparing to vanish into a smudgy  sea of darkness.