Kaninang madaling araw umiyak ang langit,
Nabasa ng kanyang luha ang kalsada na dati mo’ng nilalakaran.
Mamayang hapon susunugin  ang iyong bangkay.
Magiging abo ka at ilalagay sa banga.
Sa museleo ng isang simbahan doon ka hihimlay,
Matutulog ka na kasama ang ibang bangkay
Na tulad mo’ng tinupok nang apoy.
Noong isang gabi dinalaw ko ang burol mo,
Payapa kang nakahiga sa kabaong ,
Hindi alam ng mga bulaklak at ataul
ang hirap na ‘yong pinagdaanan.
Nagpapahinga kana sa sinapupunan ng kawalan
Kung saan ang lahat ay nagmula.

Maby I was cursed at birth to sin over an over again,
Throwin caution to the wind if I oppose what they want I win,
Can't tell a young up N comin **** nothin an have em listen.
Taught myself the meanin of a mission never fear an slipin ain't real when it comes to Killin
Black clothes cover me from my head to my toes so nobody knows I'm lurking in the shadows.
Little 22 ready do work on you punk mother *******
Talkin smack on some real gangster *** soldiers and you in trouble
Catch yourself lookin at a young white gang banga lookin to prove something to ya
Act withouta crew to jump in an say somethin cuz until your dead he done wit you
Hustle in school on the low key ain't tryin to be cool
I just love ta feel money in my pocket and  fresh clothes that when you ask I can say I bought it
Momma used to teach me rap songs and had me recite em to her dopin friends
Said I could be anything if I keep my mind open
Never thought I'd catch a case and spend 3 years away
Or smokin dope with me would ever be thing
But I guess it's OK I was 18
Actin like a man puttin grown man problems in my hand to deal with on my own.

Some times I look around, deep breath leavin my chest, face marked with a  frown, thinking **** how much would a chance change what pain Im feelin now.
If I had grown up in a diffrent town.
If stable was a way to describe my life would I have ever learned to be down.
Would I still fear Sleepin cuz my dreams bring the faces of the people I seen gunned down
Maby I would have some money someone gave me thinkin I'd do something good with it....
Haha **** I wish

If I change today, make a plea with God that I'll do things differently will he show himself and embrace me??
Or look at the lives I've takin and turn away
Leavin me to stray down a darker path where I can't find the light of day.
**** what they told me led me astray.
Dreams come true when you work hard they ain't free.
I'm smarter than most my age. Makin it work for my girl and me.
No help from anybody, lookin far off into the distance no love to be seen
Just a world against me, corrupt by the ones leading.
But the upper class don't see.  
Nothin makes sense in a backwards country money hungry people talkin out they *** about poverty.
But they don't see, laws sayin it's better they sleep on the streets than in a trailor parked in town.
Rather see a dead family than one strugglin to get they feet on the ground

explode the greenness within the container of life
mortar and pestle. occipital lobe. throbbing. crasha banga booma the scent of garlic
infusing the innocent air
basil, burning. keep going keep going keep going
wear goggles to avoid the pain of the onions
cut chop slice creal
mortar. pestle. mortal & pestle.
slice
pulverize smash
o the pain
take the basil and mix it


take the nuts


mash em all up

then, mix it all together
diversity
melting ***
jellybeans? no
genoa
pesto pesticide pesto
pesto.

How Should I Propose?
I see in her everything I desire
Maybe In the middle of the sea
On a very fine boat
And just slide it in?
Like we slid it in...

Is it best when she is asleep?
Breakfast on bed
One knee on the ground
Kiss her and pop the question?
Will you be mine?
I can't wait anylonger

Maybe she'll like it private
I'll keep it short and simple
No drama, no paparazzi
Then we go see her family
I guess she will say "Yes"
What if she says "No"?

She once mentioned "Ayelala"
Before a god in my village
What if the sun rises?
And she is not to the rescue
This is not an option
But I want her to be mine

I'll take her out
On a beautiful weekend
While the birds sings
And ***** crow at dawn
I will sing her favourite song
And slid in the rings

With a car filled with beautiful balloons
Escorted by beautiful maidens
With escorts from the royal guards
Making beautiful rendition
Then I will shout to the world
"Marry Me" Honey!

Love is beautiful
When you catch the feel
You'll just know
You want to rush in
But be careful my friend
So you don't rush out

If I do it in a store
And she says "No"
As I watch in Nollywood
I'll just collect my ring
Sell it back to them and case closed "Mbok"

Can I take her to Paris?
The city of love
Buy her a diamond crested ring
And say my vows
In that city of love
Shall we make the trip?
Will she say "No?"

Take me to Mama Folu
Let me buy her hot Amala
Or take me to Effurun market
There is a woman that sells there
Hot banga soup with starch
Just add all the living things
And pop the question

The hour has come
To do the needful
Please say a prayer for me
As I take a lifelong decision
Into a journey unknown...
And she said, "Yes"

Babatunde Raimi
Author/Life Coach/Poet
08178827380 & 08035063895

I need to confess my sins
That all my prayers be answered
With a fitting open cleave front
Hair covered with agenda
The opening separated me from him
He is every woman's want
My prayer just got answered
Even before confession started

Who is she?
He ruminated on this for weeks?
Until my phone rang
With a request to prepare soup
I made my best banga soup
Right in his kitchen
I raised up my legs
On his kneels, I went to heaven

No mortal ever touched me like that
The words came slowly
"Touch your toe", he said
Then he played the opera
It was "waoh", I went wild
Right then and then
I vowed, "May this never end"

If this be a sin
We will go to hell fire together
The way he touched my *******
I wondered where he got experience
He is supposed to be celibate
I looked straight in his eyes
Have you ever done this?
"I watch adults he said"

He turned me over
Legs raised like a pole vault
The sunset in between his legs
For a moment I lost my sanity
Slowly I muttered, "Marry me"
This is sacrilege I know
But may this never end
My Priest got great stunts

Never have I felt so young
Nor been to heaven and back
My young lovers could not match his dexterity
He pounded me like a Lion
Seeing him makes me wet
I had to change my place of worship
But it was a fairy tale...

We desecrated the altar
Abused the holy annointing
For moments of pleasure evermore
Each time I see him
Adorned in his ecclesiastic robe
I see a **** star, my love
If only he will abandon the call
But he said "No", because Mama said so
True love is just not fair
Why did I fall in love with a Priest

The worse happened
I got really served
Who gets pregnant for a Priest?
When he moved to sin city
He realised he wanted a legacy
He wanted the child
A product of our sacrilege
Against his will, I flushed it
Our child was gone
I lost him forever
Only then did I truly realise
"Anamachikwanu" is not a love song