Aremu Adams Adebisi VS Tukur Loba Ridwan…(The poems that combatted for the war)

These are the two poems that competed for the duel between AREMU ADAMS ADEBISI and TUKUR LOBA RIDWAN

POEM 1
By Aremu Adams Adebisi

BABIES, LITTLE BABIES:

It’s the simper and the chuckle
and the way the mouth would suckle
that make babies, little babies, fun to watch;
there’s the sun upon their faces
when they face a face with traces
that makes watching seems like eating butterscotch.

They are free, and gay, but little
and their bones are very brittle
that a smile from throws becomes a mystery.
How they heed to nature’s calling
when the cries are loud and piercing
makes the scenery seems like advanced poetry.

There’s a time they try to utter
and a time they try to saunter
and a time they do things that are elderly;
like teething through light and darkness,
and feeding on jurisprudence,
and falling stars to lead them to apogee.

How they think the sun as lunar
and the moon of words as solar
could make writing seems like eating loads of bin.
Rawness, pureness, willy-nilly;
pondering, sundering, minnie-minnie;
just make babies, little poets, fun to win.

POEM 2
By Tukur Loba Ridwan

A-MUS-IN-FANTS


their haunting shrills and gleeful springs;
their happy-go-lucky parades and swings
within the cradles and fields of ignorance…
in serene slumbers, or in cheerful charms,
with the strings of infancy they serenade…
.
in the shawl of innocence they play
while the elderly toil their hectic way
through the working time-frame, all day.
.
neither heartbreak, nor dismay, nor gloom
nor the paws of disillusion that twist fates
shall deter their merry and warm faces
from being sketched on the canvas of time…
.
they dine in tales plus fables on moral ta bles
that urges their cognition to wrestle
with what whims with wits would wield:
the rightful, or wrongful, as believed…
.
fear of scolding spanks; their budding brains
steer their con towards averting pains,
sores and scars on their frail skins…
.
gestures of the heart, soul, and endearment,
and the suave hands which their dear men
mold them with, shall evolve them into epitomes
of promising and equally fulfilling homes
but otherwise, if taught and treated otherwise.

Referee: Micheal Ace

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