CITY LIFE

Life in the city is full of stress. Stress awakens you to the realisation of the hustle and bustle of city life. Thinking about the mere traffic is enough to put your stress nerves on alert mode. The easiness of rural life eludes the city people and brings homesickness to one's mind. Is it in the market place? Mammoths of traders are there at your beck and call sending confusing signals to your brain, you are left with a school of choice to select the merchandise from the team of traders. It is not a familiar place for the first timer but an intriguing and somewhat scary place. Driving in the city is another matter to be discussed on a different day, learning the art of driving in the city cannot just be thrust on you. You have to master the art! You have to be so skilled as to avoid being bashed by an irritable bus driver  and keep to your lane and pretend that you  have been doing this for a while; driving in the city I mean. It is like the survival of the fittest on the express roads, if you are not avoiding being hit by a bus, you are then targeted by a tanker driver.

PEACE IN STRIFE

I feel two walls
Pressures and insults
Warriors and mascot
Lovers and strange hair cuts

Peasants and pheasants
Instance and incessant
Bandits and oppresants
Gangsters and militants

Which way my country men?
Who sees this mien?
Allegiance with fiends
Hubris with friends

The tumoils called 'our' homes
While the horrors of strife dig up tombs
Ethnic jurisdiction dig catacombs
No ribbons attached to our combs

WAKE UP LOVE!

The hushed screams of a terrified child
Many emotions rush wild
Daily hunger for the mind
Keep shoving him a mile

The world is empty
Memories of hurt dirty
With detergents the memories are weighty
We all saw the world and the deities

Mothers can't caution their children for fornication
Without been accused of adultery
Sons can't be cautioned on flattery
Without hands been pointed to philandering

BACK STAB

With open hearts and mind
Our embrace not from behind
Your smiles was our deepest joy though blind
Every little finger helped! Faith in you bind

When you felt dejected
We had anticipated
We shielded you from being debated
Even when you were rejected!

Your strengths have built like the unicorn
Every word we say now passes a microscope of scorn!
Took away meat and replaced with corns
Barb our skulls and infused horns

DONT DIE FOR POLITICIANS!

Who do you give victory?
Politicians or ideology?
Change or theories?
Selfish acts or patriotism?

Who do you trod the sun for?
A saviour?
A reformed beast?
A rich merchant?
Who do you hurt for?

Who do your hope rise?
When they win? Who knows your enterprise?
Would they announce your name for surprise?
In trouble who will bail your crisis?

Who do you wave brooms for?
Whom do you sway umbrellas for?
Whom do you scarified the cock for?
Whom do engineers gather men for?

DOUBLE WORLDS

Strength is the show of weakness
Meekness is silent arrogance
Peace is the fear of war
Arrogance the aggression of humility

Unity is diversion
Diversion befriends contempt
Darkness is the shade of light
Brightness compliments dull

For every stroke of hate
Is a confused love
For every form of malice
Is the invocation of envy

ANOTHER MAN INSIDE YOUR SOUL

Another man inside my soul
Every emotions Strike a hole
Dandelions dances dole
Another man inside a pole

Afraid to speak double
A word is courted for fables
Though with serious pat in the grumble
Another man inside starts another rumble

Another spoils the very day
With words he could have said
Years ago he put on despair
Another man breaks without repair