WAR OF WORDS (The Poem)

THE WAR OF WORDS

This battle is a War of words and of wits

Not a refuge to poets that’ll be torn to bits.

If then you think yourself a sage

Come 30th June there’ s a war to wage.

Eat up your paper words and come to stage

And poets shall speak and spark with rage.

I do not care if your appellation is Enigmatic

Or that in the past you have become Charismatic.

Sam not the Ram with a murderous horn,

For thou might be into thousand pieces torn.

You may on your page have a Saint Rhyme,

Come to stage and let’s do the poetic mime.

If Olulu likes let him invite the Rain,

This is the time to know the best in our Train.

by 

Bolaji St.Ramos