Darls Inc.

A game without scrupulous agenda Where the truth is hidden beneath propaganda An avenue of power tussle Where hands meet in the pot soup An abyss of moral peak Through which our economy leaks It only favors the beasts While the masses income decrease Employment is now a platitude Insecurity topple in multitude Youths mortality becomes a certitude And our money is spent on barbecue Education suffers leprosy Less rationality, more lunacy The youths clamoring for change Their future captured in a cage In the echelon of cruelty Politics ranks high in popularity The facade of multidimensional issues And, background of societal evils Olawale Abdulsalam ©2018

A sacred beauty Maiden of unique quality.. The ocean of wonder Magically drowning men into a blunder Tenderly innocent She's awesomely magnificent Within her closed lips Enclosed resonant quips Oh the goddess of love Calmly looking hot Her cheek, soft like butter Her smile makes frown creatively murdered In her angelic voice Lies a command with poise.. She's a perfect distraction A route of absolute satisfaction. The wave of soothing ambiance That casts boredom into abeyance.. In her soft language of love credence outrightly billows Elegant beyond the northern walls Her smile is my clarion call.. Oh! my beloved sister, A classic rose in the summer. Olawale Abdulsalam

In the battle of life Contains love and rage. Story of a morning generous,  And disaster on the boat of reality. A future in the wall picture.  Buttressed by untainted love. Patience beyond decades,  Experience adventurous than arcades. The messiah and killer, Beautifully skilled with anger. In the twinkle of an eyes, Her glory changed into a gory. The player of fate,  Destiny practically makes 'em late. A cheat became truth. A reality of multiple fruits. Broken and Bewailed. Like shards of mirror. In the beginning of her end, She's broken beyond repair. Olawale Abdulsalam