Baskadia

Joyous Sunday

The bells of Sunday ring With a joy that's all their own, And the birds in the trees above Seem to join in the song. The sun is shining bright, And the air is fresh and sweet, And the sky is a cloudless blue, And the world is at its feet. The children are out to play, And the flowers are in bloom, And the world is a happy place On this joyous Sunday morning. The cares of the week are gone, And the heart is light and free, And the soul is filled with peace On this joyous Sunday.

Mornin' Prayer

A time of peace, a time of grace To start the day with God's embrace A time to talk, a time to pray A time to thank Him for the day A time to seek, a time to learn To ask for strength for what we yearn A time to hope, a time to trust To seek His will and do what must A time to love, a time to care To share His love and show we're there A time to give, a time to share To show His grace and show we care A time to rise, a time to start To open up our humble heart A time to seek, a time to find The

Vengeance

A fiery wrath that burns within, A thirst for justice to begin, A cry for retribution loud, A vow to make the guilty bow. The heart that's broken seeks to heal, But vengeance is the only meal, The pain that's felt is hard to bear, And justice seems so far, unfair. The rage that's felt is hard to tame, The hurt that's caused is not the same, The one who caused it must be punished, And justice must be truly finished. The darkness that surrounds the soul, Is hard to shake, to make it whole, The lig

Bad government

A government so bad, their eyes cannot see The pain and suffering of the oppressed beneath A desolation of choice, a dwindling democracy A heart so dark and filled with greed A corrupted ruling class, with no remorse Equality and justice, nothing but force The outcry of the people is falling on deaf ears As lives are hampered by their wicked cares Unyielding to progress, a world of despair Eliminating thoughts of hope, no chance to dare A continuous cycle of the same despair Nothing changes, the

Lukman Nurudeen Poem

Barbarities and Cross-fertilization Peace and war are not relatable Evil for war, good for peace So, forbid evil and wrongful transgression. Edify people that war is unpalatable Spread peace, a service to folks, Prove humanity is a single nation. Strive to advocate peace, so imperturbable Peacemakers do ably restrain all barbarities Ever to uphold peace — their mission. © Lukman Nurudeen Adeniyi

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This one is for your parents

It's hard

Life

Life, oh life, a precious gift From the moment we are born, we lift Our heads to take in new sights And learn from all the wrongs and rights A journey filled with twists and turns And moments that our soul burns Some days are bright and beautiful While others, dark and sorrowful But through it all, we must endure And learn to cherish, love, and be pure For life is fleeting, and time goes fast And we must make each moment last So let us live our lives with purpose And strive for what is truly wor

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The Labours of our Heroes Past Shall Never Be In Vain

Whenever the verse comes to my mind I feel sorry for the lives lost during the fight for the freedom, Their labour is beginning to go in vain the pain is starting to come again... More lives is to be wasted but the future is very dim... No reflection of hope , all expectations is drenched, the hope is lost, no one believes in himself anymore, talented young people are kept in the shades with no hope of chasing their dreams that way they give up their passion and go for farming which is not his d

Government

A Government Tainted By Shame A ruin struck by practices so lame One that creates conflict,and lies to blame Where the cries of citizens go unheard A place where the powers that be are absurd A plague of poor policies fall like rain A corroded government doomed to remain.

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वे पागल लोग

कुछ पागल है सरहद पर खड़े हैं, उनकी वजह से हम सुरक्षित खड़े हैं, आंधी हो तूफ़ान हो रुकते नहीं है वे, सरहद को सुरक्षित रखते हैं वे, गोली चलाना नहीं है चाहते, हिंसा को बढ़ाना नहीं है चाहते ।। पर कुछ गद्दारो के लिए पूरी गोली खाली करते हैं, हाँ ये वही पागल है जो हमारे लिए मरते है ।। अपना आशियाना साजाना उनका ख्वाब नहीं होता, सरहद पर कोई घुसपेठ करे उनसे बरदाश्त नहीं होता, छाती अपनी आगे करके खड़े हो जाते हैं, लहू की होली खेल खेल कर आंसमा छु जाते हैं ।। हिम्मत नहीं हारते वे, गोली चलाना बेखुबी जानते ह

Need I say more?

Need I say more?📣📣 Our manners are gone! Our loves 💘 ain't genuine! Religious Institutions ⛪ 🏫 are now salesy! Need I say more?📣🔊 Nobody wanna associate with a hungry hustler, but they turn up when he's got a delicacy 🚀🚤✈💐🎊🎆🎇🎉 So our government took away our commonwealth & they made it their lineage wealth 💰 💵 💷 💶 💴💸💱 Need I say more? 👄 Knowing somebody who also knows somebody is the new requirement! Need I say more? 👄 📣🔊 Criminals 🔫 🚬🔪 are footloose and now so free! And we deny LGBTQIAPD a place in our society! And yet we pretend to believe love is love in its entirety! 🌹❤💙💚💛💜💓💕💖💗💘💝💞💟 Social Injustice on every street! Need I say more?? 🎤 🔊 🗿 - @1AbiodunOf234