Wole Oguntola is a poet with two intermittent awards, as well a short story writer, a satirist and an activist, whose poems have been published home and abroad. He is a member of ANA, Ondo State Chapter.
Distances
Distances, the track is far we all know
from the back view of the earth borderline
The illuminating ray at earth crust
follows shadows to the earth cross road
Metres and miles impair life
Improbable journey imperils men
Lives in the manacle of oracles
Earth, distance the track is far
The made in the makers catacomb
since the first suns the genesis of crisis
The cataclysm that emboldens the earth
sprouts out cactus of beasts cacophony
Dilemma
As fugitives we’ve come this way
from where others had left
Lingered to dispatch
through the plains to the pavement
where sunrise is never hindered
There, a Portal….
Held us in her arms
To wait never to leave
In the dilemma plains
There our fury rose
And broke in to our fragments
Of the earth elements…
There we’ve stood so long
Where returning was a great scenario
And forwarding formed a volcano.
Sadism
Lone glory here
As many eclipsed everywhere
And cow in the lethal night
The glory gouged out of sight
By multiple hands, of fright Mother!
In your sharp pronouncement.
The scare
A laden memory
Holds with inference of its beginning
The scare, truly
A pain in the vein
Of the sticky shackles of anguish
The to the body and soul
In the lack of night-hood
Fused feet lingered to loose
The body and soul of man
The mighty storm held to run
In the plight of debt, behold the scene
The scare, truly
The separate satires of the dichotomy
of the story-teller is kept to recall
The scare, truly
A choice of chain held to rest
For all hope seemed to have lost
The scare. Truly
A laden memory to ponder
Holds with inference of its beginning.