In the face of the rainbow shawl
Where the sun's shone like the sky
And my skin grows black and dull
Like an aged's hair: hued with dye

In the midst of our three worlds
Where trends, silver-gold drives mind
And urge for fun,ford flows in bloods
Like baby, a witch, powerful has bind

Still, I will rove all the thirty-six corners
In my kaftan under the scorching sun
Sweating stream like a Kenyan runner
Pushing my sells, on a metal in the sun

Selling my onions,pepper and cheap grains
Cool with my job, hard, without much gains

POET Oluwatimilehin Adejumobi Alabi

In the frolics of a sole heart filled with joy

We boarded same bus as one unchained

Since for lifetime we won't die being a'boy,

Nor shall will be dogs unfreed from chained.

We fed our eyes with the modes of our lives.

And filled our ears with the songs of our pains.

We met drivers that carved fear in our lives

And loved coach who taught us without gains.

While we frowned our face at the endless road,

We got tired of faces we no more want to see.

While our bus lept like that of an hungry toad,

We feared we were stuck on another inert sea.

But as we each got to our bus stoppage spot,

Again await each, a ricket' bus to a final spot.


(A poem dedicated to any graduating class)

Poet Alabi Oluwatimilehin
Adejumobi
BabyLawyer

The task I pay for change
With my thumbs I make my choice.
My very own choice without coercion
Oh! Hear me, my dearly pay for change.

The balance in my diet has flown.
See me and how I have become.
The 2nd to none to Iya oni Jedi
Since the constant change I chose,
Is nothing but inconsistent starch.
Tearful, I gaze at the Umbrella man.
And he mused:"Tunde!,
The task you paid for change"

My fresh fair skin has flown,
Replaced with spots as guinea fowl
Upon my flesh the night beast fed
For in darkness, my fair body lay
In night and day, no power
For my blade to blow away the beast
Ha! Bitter tablet becomes my mint.
Again he mused:"Emeka!,
The task you paid for change"

In abundance of what we own,
I drove to fuel, and got stuck.
Early at dawn under crescent sky,
My car, the endless queue has snatched
Alas! I now seek water and grass.
My keys unlost, but horse I ride
Since I starve in what abound.
Again he said: "Danladi!,
The task you pay for change"

Poet: Oluwatimilehin Adejumobi Alabi

At the hours the night breaks into dawn,

And the white sky flexes his blue agile muscle

For the shining sun's golden ray to rest on lawn,

And the birds, her wings, to spread and tussle.


I too had forlorn my warm cozy blanket and bed,

To rove the hard market's nook and cranny stores

With just a few innate coin my young palm held,

Enchanted by some bulky goodies therein the malls.


I strolled up and below as an o'clock pendulum,

And aimless as the flexy bead of a lassie's waist.

I saw my pine goodies stoop over my small sum

And all my sums like stew but no tongue to taste.


So this film went on and on like the flowing stream

Till the once bright-young day sank dark and dim

Poet: Oluwatimilehin Adejumobi Alabi

We sit see and yearn from afar
The landscape pride-flock'ed-people
In grid gift grieve, We cry 'Argh!'
Jealousy and envy make us enfeeble

We know our bus can get there
But our drivers are drunk
We know we shall get there
When our drivers aren't longer drunk

Our road to Canaan is unclear
Our bingers should rest on bunks
Less, our ignited bus will orb on a spot
Until the drunkards eyes is tears and clear

And alcohol in blood is no longer conk
Our bus to Canaan will orb on a spot.

Poet: Oluwatimilehin Adejumobi Alabi

My eyes are of the hills, I see what it is;
When the night guards lost their ways,
And the ball of the hunter whistle is miss.
Ha! I see from the hills what ahead lays.

My eyes are of the witch, I see what is deep;
When the shepherd misplaces his rod,
And to be the lord are the lot of his sheep.
Ha! I See all duel over who to be the lord.

My eyes are of the wise, I see with my mind;
When the chief's pant is turn underneath,
And his child point and laugh at his find.
Ha! I see the shame the visitor see both with.

Oh! I see, when we crack our egg with stone,
Alas! And we have nothing left to call our own.

#Indeed, I see it from the end#

POET:  OLUWATIMILEHIN ADEJUMOBI ALABI

It is in no mans' agenda to go
No man comes there happy
And leaves there happy
It's a place you can't do without
A place you must go.

Feelings of joy hugs sorrow as
No man comes there complete
And leaves there complete
It's a place you can't do without
A place you must go.

Gates of life: In and Exit exist
It brings life and brings joy
It takes life and takes joy
It's a place you can't do without
A place you must go.

It is a junction of trilema
You stay-back and nurse death
You come-by and fear to death
It's place you can't do without
A place you must go.

It is a place you meet old friends
You smile and exchange greets
Aches, pains and depression undisclosed
It's place you can't do without
A place you must go.

It orphans child and children
And childless widow and couples
It stings people with tragic memories
Indeed it's a place you can't do without
And a place you must go.

Poet Alabi Oluwatimilehin
Adejumobi
BabyLawyer

I miss the place of the rising sun;
For nothing makes my hair stand here.
No one to sing me my very ‘oriki,’
Nor the slightest ‘se dada loji?’

I miss the place of the ‘gangan’ beats;
For no meals shakes my tongue here.
No one to make me ‘efo oni kpomo’ with ‘iru,’
Nor the slightest ‘garri’ of ‘ijebu.’

I miss the place of the ‘aso ofi;’
For no clothes touches my sight here.
No one to tap me that very ‘emu oguro,’
Nor the slightest good-sauced ‘eja odo.’

For if not for the clarion call,
Oh! let ‘egbe’ come take me home,
With the real speed of ‘monomono.’

Oluwatmilehin Adejumobi Alabi

Oh yes! The sun shall rise,
When the morning crow breaks a dawn
And brace our feet and fill our hands
To drag our bags and walk our talks.
Oh yes! The sun shall shine,
When it billion rays cause us tears
And melts our flesh and salt our sweats
To make us an anthem and pledge.
Oh yes! The sun shall set,
When it's Half and Yellow in  the sky
And the shouts of joy takes the air
To let us hug our new home.

Oluwatimilehin Adejumobi Alabi