Abiola Inioluwa
Studied music at the Polytechnic of Ibadan. A writer, a singer, a music instrumentalist and a music instructor. A preacher of the gospel.
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A poem of anguish that ends with a feel of hope
When God's Silence Becomes Too Loud As a little boy, mama told me that life is like a village of thriving gloom, and in it is a market of confused chaos Where humans sell their silky dreams for destinies they never bargained for, She said that life is a school of misery, where men are taught to abandon their dreams and forget how to survive, She said, life will wear you shame like a trophy of defeat, and when you look deep in the eyes of your once impressive future, all you will see is emptine...
A poem on rape, racism and the brutality of humanity
#poetry How Do We Find Freedom? (Abiola Inioluwa Oluwaseun) Deep down the throat of silence, I see a scar broken into two jaded bodies: The body of a black man whose soul was sold out, as a slave To a world where men are schooled to forget how to live; Nobody ever told me that the knee that kneels to pray Would one day wound our memories with daggers of brutality In the body of Aduke, you will find a city where invalid men learn to call dignity a sin A world where a defiled girl is left alone...
Wrote this song some years back. it's
Wrote this song some years back. it's beautiful, it's a blessing. it's about the gospel of Jesus, how he's saved us from sin and its consequences
A poem that heals
When God's Silence Becomes Too Loud As a little boy, mama told me that life is like a village of thriving gloom, and in it is a market of confused chaos Where humans sell their silky dreams for destinies they never bargained for, She said that life is a school of misery, where men are taught to abandon their dreams and forget how to survive, She said, life will wear you shame like a trophy of defeat, and when you look deep in the eyes of your once impressive future, all you will see is emptine...
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