Best Poem of Adeosun Olamide

Why We Shot The Negro
A demon lives next house
She is a ‘’temptress’’
-Exquisite and beautiful
She is the color of light
Not black nor dirt

If Devil is Negro
-I be glad then
-Knowing blacks ain’t
Maids in heaven
. . .
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Death Whispers
Why shiver dearest soul-
And strive still in hell there
Dost notice not sweet body thy-?
Glimpse, o soul glimpse- the bars
How rot and reek rears inn old cage
Aye bars- wore, worn o beloved- glimpse
But before is- for tis pass when wink
Is -thee not glad o soul- this freedom
That still ease the lure- . . .
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