Source: Mr. Adeola Ikuomola
Silence has lost his maternal light weight
Soaring low in his paternal dead weight
Upon the vanities of the elites it waits
Like the black corpses for dark dates
Sentenced to the muddy back pages
Like the swine celebrating the miry ages
The roaring silence vacate the front stage
For the venomous vanity’s winged rampage
Silence has espoused his head to a bed rest
Like the body at the mother earth’s breast
With suffers soaring on the waves’ crest
The silence broken is the world’s best
Silence is a notable excruciating pain
Laced on a burdensome fraternal sprain
Peace is bleeding over her muscular strain
Discharged from the swiftest aerial campaign