Never seen is the faceless truth of law

in the court of flaws devoured by


Truth play dead in the library of


You can’t touch the truth, its a


Inquietude, truth burns lie,

ashes light in weight, it has no

measure on the scale of judiciary

I study the pursuit of anatomy of

iniquity in antiquity. I dissect the

anatomy of life and therein, 

embossed in a cocoon of humility,

the seeds of truth.


Educated Corrupted blacks


Educated Corrupted blacks…

Empathise for me, empathise for my brothers and sisters

who were killed in the struggle for my freedom

Would you please empathise for the

educated blacks who won’t make it home.

Did you wrong, mother Africa and I am sorry.

Never did I envisioned we will stray apart this long,

but these corrupted blacks are to be blamed.

United we are strong, but verily these corrupted blacks

stay strongly united in their corruption.

Undoubtedly you are always on my mind, but somehow

your memory fades on me the more I stay in this foreign land.

Can you not see I will forever miss your love, can you not see

how these corrupted blacks are tearing apart my beloved you.

Can you not see I can never return to you again….

© Dotun Gb | Poems