Poems from Olomo julius oluwarotimi
MY HANDS ARE CLEAN
MY HANDS ARE CLEAN
WHEN THE FUTURE GENERATIONS ARE DIEDIING
AND TGHE SUFFER PROBLEMS THEY NEVER SOWED
MY HANDS ARE CLEAN...
in passion of sin you smile into your grave
in passion of romance you dig your grave
what cant be too sweet without sideeffects
you...
what brings tears without limitations?
war.
what dances round the village with skulls on his hands ?
war.
what is the best friend of man...
love is what i seek
love is what i thought i found
love is what i taught i housed
just a shadow of it all
when the storms of life blew...
Hmmm Hmmmm
Just a pity for a nation
How devil keeps stealing the future
How the greateness of this nation is be stolen
And suffient effort...