Chanting the victorious
war songs from afar
our warriors are back
all covered with the
blood of neighboring enemies
they never disappoint us.

Their victorious medals
stand not the best of time
our household is crippled
foundation built upon gasps
cracks run through the mind
of our fence.
Peace, now a story in the Genesis.

Our warriors are back home
but like a breathing-startle,
leprosy sucks into their

Our warriors,
helping hands to the
neighbors but leprous
at home…..
Our warriors are back home.

BY: Ololade Akinlabi

A young Nigerian graduate, a fresh graduate of Obafemi Awolowo University where he studied Estate Management. Loves to use words in a unique way, writes to picture his society and writes about love.


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