Verses By Beordoon

Musings of a Maskuraid…

Date: October 2, 2017

SOMEWHERE SAFE

When the chaos of Lagos life gets to you, Sometimes the only remedy is to find a hole to crawl into... Somewhere beneath God’s blue sky, On a lovely stretch of sun-bleached sand, Caught between the Lagos Lagoon and the Atlantic, A hideaway, snug as can be, Somewhere quiet, Where the bustle of traffic is so alien, That the cacophonous voices resident in your head, Are summarily awed into silence, Somewhere serene, Where the sky and the sea jubilantly meet as friends, Where More...

WE WERE ONE

We were girls and boys, Innocents, men, and women, Old school, middle-aged and young, Scrawny and rotund, We were neighbors, Caught in the same struggles, Chasing the same hustle, Till ‘they’ skulked in, With their indiscriminate name calling, Filthy fingers a-pointing, And their politics of promises. We were one, Till ‘they’ taught us discord, Egged us to doubt our historical bonds, And brewed into our thoughts, Hatred disguised as a quest for freedom, We were a nation, More...

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