By Mayokun Kehinde Folorunsho Aje Olokun Aje Olokun My hands are cupped In the ocean of supplication As I forage In this classified world Where The rich keep having The poor keep lacking And all eyes know no sleep Aje Olokun My hands are cupped In the ocean of supplication Owolabi's soles have melted On … Continue reading Aje Olokun and Other Poems
