Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: Germany

  • Frankfurt

    I felt my spirit rise with the gliding aeroplane And now my dear friends, the journey has started. I’m in Frankfurt, heading to the US. I’m going to start my masters degree in the US. Stay tuned.

  • Syria

    The tears of dying children Is the lullaby of gunships The desert is smeared with Grease, oil and human blood The days turn to grieving nights But the world knew no sanity And those who fight in the fields Humanity eludes, Life is a little less than a chickens And yet we walk free across…