Empire Kreate

Genre: Poesy Title: Ode to Sarah Baartman (Hottentot Venus) Author: John King Ayanfe © My quill shall craft, my feather shall eternally portrait Men have forgetten what i repaint from yesterdays Oh Baartman, you were made of figure of speech Of an African decent - of an African accent You were an epitome of a mysterious wonder Your backside was a sitter for Kilimanjaro Your exotic psyche triggered lustful libodo I remember you! I sighted you in Khosa, Southern Africa Oh England, you casted an African daughter for her endowment Thy men cheered watching her butts roll like jimbe They gawk at her; oh faint inhuman skit You coaxed a princess and turned her a toy Oh Baartman, your voice echoes perpetual sexual assaults  Out of thy will; they - they fed thee fried locust How long shall man's gifts be his peril Syphilis, your extermination was premature, yet late salvation Paris, thou dissected the body of an abused soul Sarah, though it took so long to honour thy body Yet the...

Title: Monetized Modern Madness (MMM) Author: John King Ayanfe © Lickety-split, streets turned abode to death and insanities An abnormal norm normalized against societal normalities Praised be abused drugs(portfolios), oh - ally of our youths(thrones) Blessed be fraudulence(lootings), oh - ally of our youths(fathers) Buried are the days when insanity was expensive Today, hail o' African yahoolized generation of destruction Youths trading their future, pursuing premature wealth(death) Nurtured for morrow's madness, and unriped death be glad (Leaders/followers) Pursuing wealth with the fist of dubious acts Modern ritualists, wealth(drug) abusers, gals' sweet-bitterness Are these the products of failed leadership (parental/governmental) It is insanely insane to watch our youths go insane There's dignity in labour; reward for patience If we continue to lay bricks of blames; faulty us These wrongs will rightly blame us. Positivity transforms Being right is to swallow the wro...