THE SOCIAL INTROSPECT

THE DANGER OF A NARROW VIEW He wanted an orange tree, I gave him an orange seed He frowned at it and threw it away I shook my head and said Alas! The danger of a narrow view. Your son is in school, perfect! Educate your girl too Why should I ? said he She'd end up in the kitchen. I groaned within and said to myself Alas! The danger of a narrow view. Look beyond the form See beyond the seen Think beyond your thoughts. Flee the danger of a narrow view. Abisola Akinola(2018)

At the beginning; it was the cleaving of twain to become one However; in our dispensation; it’s the fixing of twain to become none How much has the stream that supplies our enormous river become adulterated, polluted? Maybe some calculator could ascertain, and give us the required statements The circle of our rising sun; the source of our beaming joy Has now become a mapped out space for a hefty punch Trust; once sat at the middle, but it’s now playing second fiddle At the lapping of baby Lola by uncle Dola; emerges the optic nerve of surveillance as crab sleeping with one eye Our love used to be pure; till some cold water poured Oh our Circle of dancing steps, at the shyness and brightness of the evening star I visited thy centre, calling out on the brethren; but no one to answer Solitude; amongst the multitude In our dispensation; our Circle of togetherness has turned angles of Loneliness At home, we find succour in gadgets; when