The Rolling Cloud: Poem by Niyi Aborisade Blue was the sky up, A bright morning day; Gathering was the cloud up far away; And remember I, a song my teacher taught me one day; And I was suddenly transported back to my primary six school day, and I was in the classroom again. On the
Reflections Without Mirror :Poem by Niyi Aborisade Endurance! Endurance!! Endurance!!! Created was a country for endurance; They had long suffering for the colonialists; Promise relied on to make it happen was endurance; Throwing overboard were many, death count not their endurance; Here comes freedom from the masters, their oppressors; Hopeful were the people, cometh independence