Don't look into my eyes,
if all you do is lies.

don't bother ask how i fare,
when you don't really care.

don't wake my feelings,
for just no reason.

and please don't fake it,
when you really don't mean it.

I gave all i ever had to you,
it is so surprising,
seeing you break it to two.

You stab me at the back,
and then,
you twist it in.

I needed you to survive,
but,
in-turn i got attacked.

A gift from above they are.
Tender lilies who sprawl in skies beyond.
Like needs , they seldom a-bound.

A cause of laughter to those that are lucky.
An Eyre of hope for the newly joined.
But, bone of tears to the unfortunates.
The sole reasons for joint couples.

Joy unspeakable they brought to homes.
Some choose to walk in twos.
Many others embrace to walk alone.

Like Golden fish, that holds no grudge,
Like birds, who have no worries of greed,
Like teddies, with utmost friendliness,
Like Arrows in the hand of a warrior,
So are Children.

they are a rare gem.
they deserve our love and care.
Happy Children's Day.

How many more souls are you still aiming?
How many more men will you still blindfold?
How many more women are you going to make widow?
Has your cup not run overflow?
Your anthem is '**** them all'
i wonder if you have an heart at all.
No one is to escape your Blaze,
even your messenger has to take his fate.
Oh what a blood-thirsty Piety!
Of what course is your fight?,
when it jeopardize the effort of the hero's past.
Of what course is your struggle?,
when the blood of the Nation litters your belligerent guns.
Who will be left with whom you will share your glory?
Who will be left to tell your story?
You can't always be right,
just a rethink might do.


This is our home, our hope,
our ground, our land.
This is our future, our vicinity,
borne on unity and tranquility.
No no, not now
will this menace cause disparity.
All we yearn is UNITY in DIVERSITY.
GOD BLESS NIGERIA.

One, Two, Three. Four...souls are daily perishing
now around thousands, and it's still counting.
Can't imagine the pains it brought to much homes,
causing the country a greater abyss,
still they demand no appease.
Countless buildings and homes have gone ablaze,
yet they are not giving up the race.
many happy families can now only be remembered in the diaries,
pretty faces we can only recollect in photo albums.
Still their Armour keep glowing like flowers.
Copious effort to plead and dialogue
have gone down the drain,
and our humble supplications are all but laid to vain.
So loudly i can hear the cry of an innocent soul,
but from the beginning it were not so.
Beyond imagination, this is bitterly unfair,
how i wish we all wake up from this terrible nightmare.

I was sitting glued,
and watching my TV set,
when the news 'like an hot soup'
brokeout from the ***,
it is a deadly killing again
on this face of the earth,
perpetuated by the same devastated religious sects.
I couldn't hold back the tears
dropping down to my shirt,
as i trembly squint the highlight.
With grief they struck the innocents,
living behing no insect.
Causing the survivors a memory hardly easy to forget.
It shakens my biceps
to hear they were only sent.
What a cruel belief!
That turns their brothers to an opponent,
and a pledge to obey they made from the onset