Poetry: Two Poems by Olamilekan Philip

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my body became a heap of injured memories
& ooze smell of wailings
for lost souls, who got tired trying to locate home
for dark minds in dark rooms looking across a window for misplaced lights
There is no greater pain and misery
than seeing a voice become a music box of silence…

i have heard tales -sad tales of people whose body became too proud to greet dawn
of souls who never saw the light of their.tomorrow
i have lived in places beyond the idea of a home
& seen men who lived in themselves- a quiet body of corpse
i have seen women leave their home.for.the edifice of a cemetery
& i know this world is indescribable in words but voices that escape when hope died
i know, you know, we know death is the reason tomorrow looks far and near- a conflict of distance.

i have seen death
-in the smile of a mother holding her 27th ‘abiku’
-the tears of aleppo girls who live in the remnant of their dreams
-the voice of boys wandering in forest of frustration
-i have seen death burn a father with the wax of hunger

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i have seen death
-twice in the twinkle of my father’s eyes- first.was a glint from his dream
-in the laugh of husbands whose pregnant wives died with their names
-visit Kano, going on feast nights after nights
-i have seen death sweep across Lagos beyond canals and gutters could.hold

i have seen death and it is in.the.voices of singers at a mass funeral

we pray for you
-for the boys who were quick to become ancestors
-the dreams that evolved into.glory
-for the girls whose sun gave up.their lights
-& for our nation- a desolate.home.for.grief

we pray death leads you into every rest.that this world lacks
we pray.your souls find God and his peace

& the rest of us
-darkness shall not overpower our lights
-our days shall count into length
-& our legs shall continue to find home


what we know

death is the reason tomorrow looks far and near- a conflict of distance
we dont know when
we don’t know who’s next
but we do know how
we know it couldnt be less than it Is in Benue
-where corpse litter the streets, tired of home
-the land is already accursed to hope
-songs have been composed to be sang at funerals
-where the only reason men still live Is to bury their last dream

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we don’t know who’s next
we don’t know when
but we know how
we know how death could be
we know the forms it could take
& we also know,
death is the reason tomorrow looks far and near- a conflict of distance…



Full name: Olamilekan Philip

E-mail[email protected]

Biography: Philip is a final year student of Chemistry, FUNAAB. A lover of art and words. He wishes his poems become a daily need for strength, hope, healing, satisfaction, fun, and healing.

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