FOLLOW THE RULE
In a land where corruption is a virtue
Integrity is a crime
In a land where mediocrity is revered
Originality is a sin
Do away with your old believes for nobility is a lonely road leading to despair
and justice might never come if it isn't cheered on by the thumping sound of the kobo and naira
Kiss your honesty goodbye for it carries no weight nor honor
Bury your morals it isn't needed in the rural
Where sanity is scorned
Where insanity is embraced
Where righteousness is forsaken
Where wickedness admired
Do not try to be holy
It will only make you lonely
Do not turn the other cheek
It will only give you a bruised cheek
Where abnormality is normal
Where sanity is frugal
Try not to waste your strength
Follow the rule.
Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 7:51 AM UTC
It's been six years since you left
I know it's been long but I still mourn
Your warmth your care
Your guidance your anger
I still miss though I'm proud to admit
Your image looms larger than life
It feels as though happiness left with you
Echoing through the walls of my mind
Is the sound of your precious admonition
One which I resented while you walk the face of the earth
But now, now I'll pay any price to hear you beat it into my ear drums like the sound of a thunderous conga slap
The world feels so lonely and cold without you
Maami
The carriage in which I arrived this world
The embodiment of wisdom and understanding
The lioness that needs not roar to earn the respect of her pride
The queen that needs no crown to prove her royalty
You knew about my dreams
I told you first of my vision
And though the world scuffed at my naivity
You stood by me
Even if you never believed in my dream I'll never know cos you did a good job in concealing your thoughts just to aid me as I take baby steps towards achieving my dreams
But I hadn't gotten up my feet before death took you away without my consent
It's been six years since you left
And I'm yet to achieve my dream
I promised you heaven and earth the minute I hit my gold mine
but it seems as though life became a giant mill grinding every dream to dust
I'll keep on fighting maami
I'll keep on fighting till I wrest from life what is truly mine
Till I get to the finish line of my journey
But until then
I hope you're resting in a cozy
City in the ***** of Abraham
I hope heaven gives you the care I tried but couldn't give
I hope you find all the rest life stole away from you
I hope you're reunited with babami your husband whom you where ever faithful to while you were on earth
I'll make you proud one day I swear
But even if I finally bow out of my quest in life
And I show up at your door step with a sack of unfulfilled dreams
I hope you'll welcome me with open arms
Knowing in your heart without a shred of doubt
That I tried.
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 3:36 PM UTC
Let me call you beauty
For your beauty speaks volume without uttering a word
Or perhaps I call you angel for the good tidings your smile bring's to my day is like dew upon a rose flower
Don't bother giving me a hug
Just blow me a kiss and see me fly without wings
My home is no more my home
For now I realise it is filled with boredom and darkness
Beneath the layers of your heart
Deep down where only God resides
Make me a bed
For my home is your heart.
Oct 10, 2015
Oct 10, 2015 at 10:51 AM UTC
Elections have come and gone
And we've all said baba
Praying within the confines of our heart that we've not enthroned another usurper
Hoping that joy and comfort will not once more elude our grasp
Our taste bud has long been wetted by empty reforms and unfulfilled promises
By the politivians, judisharers and the legislooters Parading the runway of power
Displaying their naivity in running a nation in a manner so amazing and discomforting
It makes the thought of paradise less appealing
But now
The rulers are leaving the scene for the leaders to come in
And the people are getting more conscious of the power we wield in unity
We've gathered our brooms and we've entrusted it in your hands
Believing that you'll lay the foundation of a better nation
Baba now that you are there
Let the focus on the food we eat be more important than that our vehicles consume
Baba now that you're there
Let the national cake be the lot of every citizen and not selected elites locking around the corridors of power
Baba now that you're there
Let me be proud to die for my country
Without being fearful of how my family will survive
Baba now that you're there
Let me be able to display my identity in another land without fear of interrogation or prejudice
Baba now that you're there
Let progress, excellence and success be the right of every citizen regardless of their tribe, religion or background
Baba now that you're there
Let there be change.
Aug 19, 2015
Aug 19, 2015 at 1:35 PM UTC
Hit me on the head with a barton
May be it will wake me up from this unending nightmare
or send me on a one way ticket to eternity
Either of the two I will be at peace at last
I know my dream is my cross but sometimes it feels like my curse
I look at it and it looks like the most precious treasure in the world sometimes
But other times I feel like it is making a fool of me
How is it possible that the world isn't seeing what I'm seeing
Or perhaps I'm the one not seeing what they're seeing
My heart is as heavy as a rock
My head is running round and round in circles
I thought I had it figured out
Guess life isn't ready to give in
but days like this aren't new to man or life
It's just one of those days I feel betrayed by my dream
Tomorrow will come and it will bring a new hope
So keep your barton
Cos I already got up.
Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 1:06 PM UTC
Like gaius julius caeser
I've burnt the ship that brought me to this gaul
Willing to fail determined to scale
But I won't give up
I am a start upper
I see opportunities where you see difficulties
I see possibilities where you see negativity
I am a start upper
I believe I can fly
as high as the mountains beneath the sky
I believe I can stand
Stand the test of time cos my resilience isn't built to die
I am a start upper
I've dived into the ocean of uncertainty without care and I defeat my fears
I go through hell without fear and I conquered the devil
I am a start upper
I pitch to the gods and they marvel in awe
I open my mind and the world is stunned
I am a start upper
I won't rest till I get the best
I won't stand down till I reach the top
I am a start upper
I've ****** the breast of Richard Branson
Lived in the world of Steve Jobs
Tasted the early days of Bill Gate
Felt the pains of Mark Zukerberg
I am a start upper
Beware of my goals cos I fear no foe
I'm a moving train
I blaze the trail
Fear my roar for I am a lion
I glow in the dark I am the light
I am start upper
I am the solution.
Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 12:55 PM UTC
The future is us
it's in the gifts we carry
it's in the hope we raise
it's in the rest we crave
The future is us
it runs deep in us
it resides in chambers
of our minds
it sits on the threshold
of our hearts
it runs in the fibre
of our being with a rush
unstoppable from within
The future is clear
the future is bright
the future is near
the future is here
it is the realisation of the dream
that keeps us up till three
the future is us
Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 5:57 AM UTC
Like vapour lost in the air
So are words
Impossible to hold
Unable to be retrieved
They are the devils that hunt us in our dream
The bulldozers that bring down walls of our heart
They are the offspring of our anger
The children of our joy
The angels that fuels our creativity
The demons that exault our disability
A right word at the right time is like rain in times drought
A right word at the wrong time is like gold without worth
Word is life word death
Word is peace word is war
Word is hope word is despair
It is the invincible line between life and death
Word is a spirit
Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 5:40 AM UTC
They said you'll never rise again from the ashes of your burnt glory
They said you will probably be broken into pieces by the beast that detest your peace
You
You that was once the pride of africa
You that withstood all the stumbling blocks ****** in your path by your adversaries
With your hands you fed millions
Opened wide your doors and took them in when nobody could
Took your guns to battle in the war that wasn't your's
Your blood stained their field
Your body littered their streets
Toiling night and day you did
all in the name of solidarity
I rejoice in your past
Though I frown at your presence
Your future might be a mystery
But will surely be devoid of misery
They said you'll never rise again
I say you are on your way up
They said your future is wrapped in darkness
I say their's light at the end of every tunnel
Your good old day's might have come and gone
Your glory days are on the way
Dwell no more in the confines of yesterday
Rid your self of the catalysts that has enveloped you in the shame of today
Brace up!
Rally round your troop
And set your gaze upon the glory of tomorrow
Naija
Forever my land
Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 9:00 AM UTC
Eko on the move
Never pressed for stool
The darling of the nation
Elegant in motion
Like the beauty of an icing sugar on a cake
She adds beauty to the state
Like a tireless ox ploughing the fields
she harbours the burden of all it feeds
Not to her dismay
But to the glory that sets her high above the rest
Eko on the move
Never pressed for stool
The heart of the cart
Cautious in act
Like a skillful hunter she treads gently in the midst of hostile beasts
With the heart of a generous host she rubs her guest of their cold feet
She's the platform upon which our dynamism is exhibited
She's the destination that tickles our imagination
She's the land upon which all dreams could grow into reality
Fearless in the face of adversity
Eko on the move
Never pressed for stool
The avant garde of greatness
The custodian of success
Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 8:50 AM UTC