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LIFE



An ode to LIFE (AGBON)



The yesterdays,
The todays and even the uncertain morrows
In accordance to the law of nature
Are in a state of a perpetual flux.

The many stages
We have Experienced
Thus far,
Buttress and assert the karmic theory
Which states that
'whatever goes up will be reversed so
It can be reached'.

Our decisions and indecisions
Are guides, navigating our paths towards
Its designated fate,
For a man is wholly free when he is dead.

Oh!
How true and dedicated many remain
To life's hustle
Amidst it's bellow mysteries
And power tussles.
Which arise as a need mistaken
For peer pressure,
For to sew a clothe, a tailor
Must first take a measure.

Agbon
You are cheap but yet priceless,
Harsh like the fate of Ikoka men after the curse.
Sour Sweet like the taste of the Otien fruit
And indifferent to man's plight.

Agbon
A statue should be made in your name
Because your fairness knows no bound.
For if you were biased,
Only the few rich will survive
Whilst the poor, animals
And the trees will go into extinction.

'A wise man lives once
And leaves while dying.
While a fool dies several times
And regrets even while living.'






Godwin Henry Osaigbovo Pa Shakespeare
A wise man lives once
And leaves while dying.
While a fool dies several times
And regrets even while living.'
Babatunde Raimi Sep 2019
Take me back to yesterday
When holiness ******* prosperity
When churches won souls
Not the craze for numbers and money

Take me back to yesterday
When we taught moral instructions
Where teachers were models
Not paedophiles and opportunists
How I so miss yesterday!

Take me back to yesterday
When girls covered up
Knelt to greet Elders
Fetched from the stream
Where *** before marriage was a taboo

Today, celebrities project immoralities
Singers praise corrupt persons
Officers collect bribes
Contracts and admission are for highest bidders
Please take me to yesterday

Take me back to yesterday
When men married women
Women married men
Where we raised respectable boys and girls
Not sadomasochists and sadists

Take me back to yesterday
Where politicians served us
We looked up to them
Today, the table is turned
But from the beginning;
It was not so

Take me back to yesterday
Where we rubbed organic
You call it Coconut oil
I call it "Adi Agbon"
Where we wore "Shuku" in all shades
And adorned in beautiful beads

I miss yesterday
Hence my poetic pen drips
If you miss yesterday
Come ride with me
Let's go back to yesterday
That we may better our tomorrow

— The End —