Poetry

LAGOS, the hope, the despair By Olaniyi Abdulwaheed

Written by Editor

The time, first, to glow in the city

The time, first, to be stranded

The time, first, to be rich

The time, first, to strive

 

The stinking wealth, Lagos, the mother

The pearly penury, Eko[1], the eyesore

Influx the poor, influx the rich

 

Oh! The sky-licking skyscraper of Islands

Stirred the hope, repelled the despair

 

Ah! The oozing sore of pungent ghetto

Lagged the Lagos, thwarted the growth

 

Hmm.., dinning in the mind:

Mesmerizing, the glittering nymphs;

Appetizing, the garlic of the kitchen,

 

Fiercely the roads, friendly the looks

Shocked and soaked

In the labyrinths of roads

 

 

In the shell of loss,

I lured, the courage, to lick the omellete

Of timid-less

Lest straddle the stranger

With dazzling minds

 

Departure to Lagos

Arrival, the hope and despair.

[1] The local name for Lagos, a city in Nigeria

About the author

Editor

Bada Yusuf Amoo holds B.A in Literature in English from Obafemi Awolowo University, he is the publisher of thespeakingheart.com. He started the website in 2015, he has published both his works and other budding writers and poets on the website. He is a public commentators and his articles are on different websites.