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Babatunde Raimi Apr 2020
I watched in awe
The paintings in the sky
Vast, yet beautifully crafted
Tucked between was a star
It shone very bright like a Betelgeuse
One of the brightest in the skies

In the galaxy of stars
There are stars, then "The star"
The difference; "Choice"
In a world of moral decaydence
Giving up your jewel seems a norm
Like I said, choices...

Marooned on an island of indecision
No matter how hungry a Lioness is
She'll never eat or give remnants
It's not easy, but it's worth the wait
As I continually dwell in His words
Bed undefiled...

Sitting at the banks
Deep in thoughts and expectations
I await my King, my flesh and soul
And after the vows
We'll travel to Jerusalem
And there, the veil will be opened
In an atmosphere of bliss

I ain't moved by narratives
I am fearfully and wonderfully curated
I'll wait and my day will come
If you are on an island of indecision
Let me be your inspiration
For you are not alone
But remember, bed undefiled
Babatunde Raimi Apr 2020
Can a Lioness hurt her cubs?
Pluck their eyes, to save them from predators?
Can I really love and hurt?
If true love doesn't hurt, then why?
How different are these from Monkeys?
This is but an animal kingdom
Y'all should be sacrificed to the gods

Even Jupiter is dismayed
By these callous acts of mutilation
Filled with barbarism, rooted in ignorance
Who cursed Africa? Please tell me
That we may make atonements
And to say but the least
This happens, somewhere in Africa

If I were the Commander-In-Chief
I'll put you on a boat, sailing to nowhere
Make you a spectacle, an amusement to the crew
And cast you to yonder place down below
A feast for "Iye Moja" and her cohorts
Anyone who disrupts a natural course
Is to be banished amongst human

Leave our mammary glands and get a life
Whenever you exert pressure on her *******
With your hot pestle and iron
The beast in you manifest like a female Baboon
What shall it profit you flattening my *******
From which cup will my generation ****?
Education is the reason you wallow in ignorance

When did you ever teach me about sexuality
If hurting me is your way of making me unattractive
Will you also flatten my boisterous ***?
Or seal the city of pleasure between my legs
As ugly as a jungle Monkey is
Does it ever tire of making love?
****** harrassment and education is key
If you want to raise morally upright girls

If this inhuman procedure leads to complications
I'll never forget and forgive you my love
This is evil under the sun, somewhere in east Africa
Ignorance is not a reason for stupidity
Say "No" to to all of them
Stop all forms of culturally acceptable ****** harassment
Africa, wake up! Education is the key!
I'm an Advocate...
Babatunde Raimi Apr 2020
If you smell nice, I like you
If you have a good persona, i adore you
If you are intelligent, I'll buy you venus
But if you look like my Mum, I'll marry you

If you love flowers, we'll make a perfect team
If you love old school, be my pal
If you love Ballet, I'll dance with you
But if Dolly Parton is your favourite, you are my missing piece

From your breast alone will I ****
Let me into your innermost chamber
Let me take you to the moon and back
That I be yours, you be mine
For you are my favourite Candy
Babatunde Raimi Apr 2020
Our world, conjoined like twins
When you fingered my brain
I found you in my fret
Turned you to a note
In my diamond plaited box
Safely tucked in my heart

Every of your breathe is a sound
A very beautiful song to my ears
If chords make notes
And notes makes sounds
Then you are the missing key
You are sound, I, the box

Our life is tuned like guitar pegs
Together, let's pull the strings
And hear the sweat sound
Escaping from the soundbox
Serenading the atmosphere in bliss
Because you are my Guitar box

Babatunde Raimi
Nigerian Author & Poet
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Babatunde Raimi Apr 2020
Mortal men in mortal prisms
Glory not in the demise of another
One day, you too shall pass
It is the only enemy of humans
Death.

If one dies, are we then immortal?
Only God knoweth the why?
Why not hope for a better ending
In place of musing over the transition of another
If death be good, can it be bequeathed?

Save for autopsy or the likes
When a muslim transits before asr
He can be prepared for final boarding
As long as it is not magrib
Otherwise, at dawn, that is sunnah
When we get to heaven
We'll know the true followers of "Eledumare"
To the deceased, "Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'un"

When a christian dies
Please, as admonihsed by the Messiah
"Leave the dead to bury their own dead.”
Whenever, however, their choice
A deceased may not be your hero
Does that confer you any title?
Say, a judge or jurry?

To be or not to be?
This is the exclusive reserve of the Uncreated Creator
May our leaders learn from this natural transition
That, called death...

We are all but sourjourners
From dust to dust shall we return
And when the time cometh
The book shall be opened
Whether to everlasting peace or contempt
You'll be judgrd by your works
Do right! Live right

But know it
When the righteous perisheth
It shall be into peace
For them who walk in righteousness
Their bed is laid in petals of gold
With the insignia: "Weldone good and faithful servant"

Oh Lord, heal our land
Let this be a reminder to us all
Life is a journey, walk it
Like had a terminus, live right
Only  remember, every soul shall taste death
When and where my friend
Only God knowest...

Finally, before you drop a line
If you wish to drop a line
Scroll through this with common sense
That which is not very common
For only the possessed
Glory in the death of another...
Babatunde Raimi Apr 2020
Mr. Lecturer once said
Just one night, you won't fail
You wearing Rasta hair,
This question is for you
Have you bought my handout?
It is not compulsory, but...
Which textbook am I teaching you from?

By all means avoid carryovers
It is worse than heartbreak
Know what works for you
Like a Lion, seperate yourself
But "A" is for the ancestors
"B" is for the serious students
"C" is for everyone, "Awon saddists"

Rome wasn't built in a day
You musn't graduate in four
You can spend six for four
Just take your time
Government will still pay me
Stop and ponder my friend
Is education still the key to success?

Don't be discouraged
I know a few good ones
Not all the prophets in Egypt
Bowed to the Eyptian god, Baal
Arm yourself with skill based education
And the world will look for you
Don't say I didn't tell you
Babatunde Raimi Apr 2020
Come, let me take to Paris
Do you want the straight route?
Or you prefer the zig zag route?

Do you like it slow, steady then fast?
I can actually double my gear
And drive like a Ferarri
We'll not forger the oils

So, tell me, which will it be?
The traditional route is obsolete
Let us travel with some vanilla
Chocolate and strawberrry

These are valuable addendums
Please tell me
How do you want me?
Now, this is a boarding call
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