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Here stands my soul,
Resurfacing the deep sayings.
Deep sayings of truth
Clamouring the need to be one
Not to alter unity.

Hear my soul,
The Anecdote of ‘Ibinu’
‘Ibinu’ the seed of displeasure
Displayed in furious moment and space
Breeding dissension in the knot.

See my Soul,
The harvest of anger
Putting love in danger
Expecting milk of the Ostrich
With blindness to the cattle.

My Soul, Listen
To the ditty of discord
Presenting a complex increase and decrescendo,
Sequel to the strutting of anger
In its fierce fury.
In seeing, my soul has seen
The wreckage of a home
Brewed with love since inception
Soured with anger at the latter
In strong discord of loneliness.

Hear this, you benighted mind
Learn, learn the good of love
Never meditate on hatred stature
Be ignorant I say, of its kinds
But erudite in love lyrics.

Listen you mindless soul,
Earthquake desolation are refurbished,
Also is erosion destruction restructured.
But of the anger I say,
It’s a crack never easy to mend.

For a broken egg, I say
Can’t be collected.

About the author


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.