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my poems

Death

From HIM we all come
to HIM we shall all go
In we,we all are created
For a cry of a house is a joy of another

For the cock crow tell our close we are
6ft under the ground
For every living must go

a call anounce at sunrise
and the called is to be 6ft before another sunrise
seeds of the called scatter but with serenity
willing to see there source one's more
before the flesh final leaving

memories of great people never go 6ft
for there legacy will always speak for them

nobody want to go
but everybody want to be there
in the unique
and everybody must go
LIFE IS WORTH LIVING

for his coming was giving a birth
and for his leaving demand a bath
A tree which is seed seed's is a tree
put uncover,clean and wreap in a white
then cover with the earth
all earth got left behind
for we all come with nothing
and shall leave with nothing

OOoo!!!! Adegoke
hard to say farewell
i'm the seed of thy seed
nameshare
as gone to rest






A CRY

The nation of the coal as raise

Not an easy road from the angle to the centre

Ooo! Obama has raise

Not only as a black but man from the unexpected world

Rise not as the leader of a nation

But of all nations

The hope of the black continent

Do the loveth mother pride

So the world may know

Good seeds come out from the loveth mother

Africa!!!!

 

 

Long are days live on hope

Long are days live on faith

Long are day live awaiting freedoms

Died are days of freedom cry

Here comes freedom

 

One are we

If known, we are a success

Great men are few

Great learn from defeat

McCain is great

 

A dream of yesterday as come to pass

The word of martin Luther is ringing

Arise Africa

A cry from the mother

 

 

 



                                   poet
                                                                         Bello Sherif Adegoke
 

 
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