Assignment #4

Hand, sand, manage, carnage; 

Love, above, dream, scream; 

Lives, gives, slaves, knaves; 

Ring, sing, true, woo. 

Words by Dara Lanlehin     

An atheist’s lament   

What dirty joke is at my hand? 

Given life, yet made of sand 

Death will come - no choice but manage 

Keeping sane within the carnage   

We spend our days in search of love 

If we don’t find, we search above 

This f***ing thing is like a dream 

Makes me sick I want to scream   

Who hands out death and who lives? 

Who takes my joy and who gives? 

Is life a gift, or are we slaves 

The poor, the rich... are they the knaves? 

  

A bell within this song might ring 

What is my cause, each heart must sing 

I wait the day when all's made true 

The day that death shall gently woo     

Akin Ogunsola 

March 2009

Assignment #3

Writing had become a little slow - to be honest I had started to see similarities in what I wrote and more importantly how I expressed my ideas from one poem to the other. To fix this I had some friends give me complete sets of words that rhymed and forced myself to write within the boundaries of the random words. This is my 3rd Assignment (there's a total of 5 groups of rhyming words given & written for so far).

Broken, smitten, forbidden, shaken;
State, wait, fate, hesitate;
Away, delay, stay, day;
Please, tease, release, appease.
Words by Adun Ladehinde


You stand and ask me why I'm broken
Demand an answer cuz now you're smitten
The plan was physical, emotions forbidden
It's yours, not mine, whos world you've shaken

Still you try to change my state
Even claim you're prep'd to wait
But you should know you can't change fate
I will move on, won’t hesitate

Say what you like, I'll walk away
The more you rant, less the delay
You ask yourself, "Why bother stay"
I whisper back, "Why waste the day"

Go right ahead, do as you please
Say I'm no good, call me a tease
I've held you back? You want release?
You're just like me, your flesh appease.

Akin Ogunsola

March, 2009