Dauda Tholley Poems
Womanhood is a pride
Tied around her waist
To package her mountain
In her little boubou;
The New Wall And The New Colossus.
LAZARUS! In silence you lie
Beneath the dust of ancient scrolls,
Whilst your art ; The mother of exiles
Dines in the womb of time demarcated.
The Bowl Of Contentment
Oh! Africa, You have baked me black
In the oven of your Sahara,
The attribute of resilience.
The Tripodal Firestones
Women! You are like our tripodal Firestones
Blackened by service; confined within
The ashen heat of your masters,
Burning with broken promises and matrimonial taboos
I Died To Live Again
Evening smile must be worn,
Tonight's dinner is served
With the drumming of their guns.
Battalion of thirsty soldiers are on the verge
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