Tayo Pete Olafioye
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A Carnival of Looters
Missions abroad
Ken Saro-Wiwa
Oh world: we thank you

A Stroke of Hope
Foreward
Tribute to the stealth bomber
At that moment of departure
Let me trot again
Now that I am well
My epitaph - whenever
Confessions of the moral lepers

Arrowheads To My Heart
Monument to madness
Brain-drain in Africa
Feminine mystique
My husband has gone crazy
Who am I?
Siblings
The institute of rumors
Rienhartsen's abduction
Oh Harry

Ogoni's Agonies
Ogoni people, the oil wells
of Nigeria

Parliament of Idiots
One day
Azikiwe's curse
The impeachment

The Fish Rots From the Head
Uganda massacres of 2000
Sierra Leone
Rwanda & Burundi
The music of my heart
I will love you

Ubangiji
Sometimes
My edenic violet
On the retirement of my shoe
Aiyelala

Sorrows of a Town Crier
African envoys
Harmattan Christmas
The workshop of madness
Marital infidelity
Epilogue for tomorrow
Wedding ring
American satire

Grandma's Sun
excerpt from novel

Article
Who Killed Cicero?

One day

One day I'll sail the troubled seas
Using my heart as a compass.

Someday I'll rid the world of AIDS
Using my songs as a prescription.

Someday I'll raid the governance of stench
Using my poems as bombs.

Someday I'll wipe the world of leprosy
Using my art of poetry.

Someday I'll slaughter the whales of diseases
Using my pens as harpoons.

Someday I'll poach tribalism called racism
Using my works as arrows.

Someday I'll forge a true nation
Using my umbrella of the rainbow.

One day I'll unite the world
Using the language of humanity

United Nations Headquarters
New York, New York

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