Yet to set
Still I gat the will
To fade the tone
Away from astray

Most sought after #Naira is now in her gone glory.
The beggar despise her even on the streets of her country.
Oh! Who is gonna rescue her?
Like a rag, her eight borns surffers
The foreign currencies are now loved more as before
Anyone sent to rescue #Naira out there?
Let such tarry not.
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WHEN NOBODY CARES
TIME OF THOUGHT: LOST
DATE OF THOUGHT: LOST
OGUNLABI OLAJIDE YUSUF-Nativepen

When I was in blue
No one pitied me
You passed by
And had compassion for me
Sometimes the cloud gathers
Without given its resources
And all shoulder seems too tall to lean on
You passed by
And said come and rest
You shower my thirsty soil with rain
Then I grew up like a plant of the field
And my years of famine vanished
You adorned me with  royal ornament
And with a fine linen you  bound me
Gold and silver I am adorned with
You gave me the choice of flour, honey and oil
My fame you spread among all nations
Because of the splendor love you had bestowed on me
And I grow exceedingly to fit a prince
What a lovely father you are

DEAR FRIEND
TIME OF THOUGHT: 02:18PM
DATE OF THOUGHT:29/11/2011
OGUNLABI OLAJIDE YUSUF-Nativepen

Your worth is more than a precious stone
So cute,dependable, clever and unavoidable
Having you around me makes my being a meaningful
one
You are such a friend indeed
As grasses to the open field
As fishes to the oceans
And as butterflies to flowers
So is your presence in my life
You in my life
Brings flavour of millions fragrance
That charms my fears
And radiate my countenance
At all seasons of life
If I were to choose
You and attires of many colours
I would rather go for you
You worth more than riches and gold
Irrespective of my mood
You are my darling friend
Right in my hands
I will hold and held unto you
With all loyalty and sincerity
I will draw you close to my heart.
You are a friend indeed 'cos you are a friend in need.

CONSCIENCE
TIME OF THOUGHT: LOST
DATE OF THOUGHT: LOST
OGUNLABI OLAJIDE YUSUF-Nativepen

The incorrigible judge of the universe
The voice of man's spirit
The breaker of the stone heart
You should get one

He pounds the accusssed heart to confession
A mortal pessil
The rod that punishes
The accused mind

He chastises the mind of kings and priests
He makes the most secretive to voice out
The arch angel in our heart
Who dare resist him

He changes the mood of a friendly one
Whenever they misbehave
He never condone any indiscipline around him
Whenever he sights any bad deeds

The ever faithful companion
He is no respecter of anyone
You should get one
You sincerely need one

Dear friend
Do you have a conscience?
Dear friend get one
You really need to.

DEATH
TIME OF THOUGHT:LOST
DATE OF THOUGHT:LOST
OGUNLABI OLAJIDE YUSUF-Nativepen

DEATH
Umm...............
The end of mortals sojourn
An Au'gust visitor
A must all living dislike
Is there any armour against it?
A thief that strikes unnoticed
A snatcher
A destroyer
He snatches the forgotten
The free born
The most sought after
Even the loved one's are not left out
He snatches the kings maker
The princes and princess
The queens are not excluded
Not to talk of the kings
He is a cruel messenger
He is no respecter of anyone
What a ruthless messenger
The offer of gold, brass and bronze
He rejects
The best attire in style never frick him
What a cruel you are
A ticket to the judgement hall
The leverage amongst all
He is not a friend of all classes;
Pauper,slave and the wealthy
Oh death
The breaker of the umbreakable bond.

PRISONT WALL
TIME OF THOUGHT:3:00PM
DATE OF THOUGHT:24/12/2008
OGUNLABI OLAJIDE YUSUF-Nativepen
PRISON WALL
Tall walls surround me
Several attempt seems impossible
Its just too tall to climb
Ever  pointed gun at the walls
By the men in uniform
All eyes on us
When will I see these walls from outside
My days I have spent dreaming
None of these in them
Oh!sweet home I crave
When will I have it back
The God given choice of life
Nothing of such is paramount
My thought is always of home
Uniform all through days
My voice comes from nowhere
But behind a shut gate
With a rat hole window to the south
But yet shows the beauties of the night in the skies
All my thirst is freedom
If possible I would have turned the hand of time
For I know the day is fast approaching
The day I will step into the free world
No matter my offence
I will one day go a free man
I know a king is about to reign
A merciful king
I shall obtain His favour
And I shall be freed.