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This is Nigeria This is Nigeria; presidency turns sick leave. This is Nigeria; one-sided democracy. Double standard constitution, everything is dazy. This is Nigeria; police bus be calling crowd. Enter and become cowed. This is Nigeria; best graduating student gets a thousand naira. This is Nigeria; I hope we can differentiate between private and public institutions. Lackadaisical attitudes everywhere, except religion institutions. This is Nigeria; over a year strike in our foremost sector but it's a norm. Corruption; a living form. This is Nigeria; education is dull. This is Nigeria; economy problem is solved by increased school fees. Such government still gets a second term. Madness; it's our liss. This is Nigeria; lot of resources but we still pray for light. Food, security and rights. This is Nigeria; lecturers give grades anyhow. This is Nigeria; Animal is swallowing money. In a government with the main aim of fighting corruption, it's funny. This is Nigeria; politicians changing parties. Playing with our lives like they're ******* Peter Oyebanji (PIRO)
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May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 5:38 AM UTC
This is Nigeria
It’s a new day dawning yet we’re still living in the past Embracing colonialism and saving the rest for last You know, the rest meaning the other cultures because you think they don’t matter But it’s time for that glass of classism and racism to shatter It’s funny how when I go to University I’m rarely taught by people who look like me No matter how much the white lecturers may try, they will never understand my cultural identity So don’t get mad if I doze off in your lecture because I just can’t relate If I speak up I may start the great debate Learning about Ancient Greeks and those who lived in Rome is fine But what about the indigenous people of the Caribbean or stories of what went through the slave’s mind? University is more than just learning about what makes Western culture great There’s more to this world that we can truly celebrate America and Haiti both had a revolution So if we want to make a change we need to come up with a solution It’s a new day dawning and we plan to decolonise Despite our obstacles, we will rise
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Mar 29, 2017
Mar 29, 2017 at 7:39 AM UTC
It's A New Day Dawning
The intense heat of summer begins to relax Damp sticky air gradually changes to dry, comfortable breeze In the dark clear sky there hangs the bright full moon All these remind the Mid Autumn Festival is around If not the story of Chang'e, the Moon Gooddess of Immortality The Mid Autumn Festival will have lost its charm Family gatherings, festive meals, gifts giving and greetings Are all important and popular in this joyful season Autumn is also a significant moment for the students College students will prepare for their new learning programmes New friends, new lecturers, new courses and new objectives Seem like a beautiful and exciting world ahead of them to fulfill On the night of Mid Autumn Festival Crowds of people go out together to the parks Children play with lanterns and people share the food they bring The beautiful moon brings lovers together, pledging their love to each other
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Sep 16, 2013
Sep 16, 2013 at 12:20 PM UTC
Mid Autumn Festival
And nothing falls into the hands of women But ensured self destruction for sure God grant us the power to endure Find us a cure She doesn’t pull the trigger but she assures That you have your finger squeezed nice and tight And nothing falls into the hands of men But realized not secure The governments the politics the men that walk at night The fights the cars the soldiers out of sight The bad comedy the music and whatever products we have produced Become but a threat A lethal playground for lunatics Lets say the lecturers of our legacy Legalizing death Men and their mess-ups you know… And nothing falls into the hands of women But women grab what they want And from upbringing to mood swinging The bees stinging The queen laughs As she gets drunk on honey And honey! Am home Shouts the masculine mishap Mistaking his mistress from his real wife And his real wife doesn’t exist Prepare the food and strike up a conversation About the sweat on collars And the choreographed tv scenes we call news She looks at him for man is malleable And change is an outcome of ignorance Or being too ******* desperate And nothing falls into the hands of humans Except death on paper Perpetually becoming social ****** Murdering the men and women involved in societies That defy human formalities Since we are co-existive But whatever that word is I don’t feel it Because men want to **** women and women want to **** men But the same goes for love And the same goes for caring And whatever complexities of corruption Computing the loses a man and a woman compete about But losing is a final solution The institution of life…and presumingly we all get to have the striking sense Of death on paper .
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May 30, 2013
May 30, 2013 at 10:12 AM UTC
Death On Paper:
And nothing falls into the hands of women But ensured self destruction for sure God grant us the power to endure Find us a cure She doesn’t pull the trigger but she assures That you have your finger squeezed nice and tight And nothing falls into the hands of men But realized not secure The governments the politics the men that walk at night The fights the cars the soldiers out of sight The bad comedy the music and whatever products we have produced Become but a threat A lethal playground for lunatics Lets say the lecturers of our legacy Legalizing death Men and their mess-ups you know… And nothing falls into the hands of women But women grab what they want And from upbringing to mood swinging The bees stinging The queen laughs As she gets drunk on honey And honey! Am home Shouts the masculine mishap Mistaking his mistress from his real wife And his real wife doesn’t exist Prepare the food and strike up a conversation About the sweat on collars And the choreographed tv scenes we call news She looks at him for man is malleable And change is an outcome of ignorance Or being too ******* desperate And nothing falls into the hands of humans Except death on paper Perpetually becoming social ****** Murdering the men and women involved in societies That defy human formalities Since we are co-existive But whatever that word is I don’t feel it Because men want to **** women and women want to **** men But the same goes for love And the same goes for caring And whatever complexities of corruption Computing the loses a man and a woman compete about But losing is a final solution The institution of life…and presumingly we all get to have the striking sense Of death on paper .
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Oh to be outstanding The envy of the competition Persecute your staff Beat them into submission Observe, observe, observe Big brother's watchful vision Ticking the right boxes OFSTED the clinical prison. Countdown to the tension All pristine and plush Staff room full of imodium Lecturers with the bums rush. Enjoy, achieve, the mantra All students must behave Differentiation ******** Woah betide should 1 disengage. Good with outstanding features Nearly there, thou shalt not rest Cut the ******** principal Its really second best. Satisfactory & beyond The prin is hot to trott Arranging special measures You'll all be ****** shot. OFSTED, jack boot people Gestapo in the making Strangling education Ensuring you're all faking. Inspectors, nah! Failed teachers Getting their own back Splitting hairs & picking faults Nasty ****** ***** Oh how the mighty fall So without further ado Leave them teachers alone OFSTED, you ***** **** YOU.
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May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 3:56 AM UTC
OFSTED
for them to write a haiku, for us is to write A, or B, or C - if our form of encoding sound wasn't  as it already is: we wouldn't have chemistry - say Na and sodium,                Rd and radon; they write haiku like we write A B or C, to them haiku is our version of the alphabet, the succinct -          hard to orientate units of encoding as complete meaning / majestic -                     we just find it hard to spell / put the puzzle back together, the puzzle is still a  b  c  d  e  f  g  h  i  j  k  l  m  n  o  p                      q  r  s  t  u  v  w  (x  y  z)       v.i.p reservation for mathematics (in brackets): now... the mystery of life, primarily? put that puzzle back together. is it a puzzle in the first place? how should i know?!        it's all fair game: they write a haiku we write an A,    they write another haiku, we write a B, the ****** puzzle is there for the taking:    all you have to do is take some play-dough on your little camping adventure and come back with something remotely needing boxes and shelves and libraries, and university lecturers; perhaps a few cannibals to boot too.
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Oct 29, 2016
Oct 29, 2016 at 9:59 PM UTC
secret of the haiku
| ★ girl dies, dead green body in beautiful place, European colors; three hot things die, dark, large and big with long bare foot and head, Asian American blood, amino acids African; Africa, North America, Italy, John's Hair; Gold Star · Gaelic Language Cold War History; History of Incident, Dogs Water, Surian Ocean · Blue · Asagao George · | | | || _Earth's Future Artist Beauty Space Lost Medieval Queen Sky Heart *** Wife Human New York Spirit Age Russian_ July; Holy Garden baby house, Russian Appearance, Some examples of school samples of the case of Jesus drinking; this little hell of a Latina-style Goddess is French and golden;   Snoopy, Yarara hand-painted pictures, wife will find a bad meal in a cook-book life,    u day of the real thought of the book is the dream of a human ***** child; in Germany is a boy's radio's moon glow dreams of dreaming dream Stories of storybook Friends, of the Free Kids in Canada's Ancient Trailer Parks; Handwritten Poetry of Christ, the Christian's Natural Star On the Wall, Yewah's Daughter's Song; room for her Jewish Trousseau; Better World's Dominant Voice, Safe Wild Facts about Robert's Two Colors and the Rich Cat's Football Knowledge of Thomas Stone's |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| Dance of Science Games,  Reading a peaceful robot at the time; playing with many language doors Blind trees,             lecturers clear unknown courses in Paradise, listening to the heart of Italy and sweet Asia, waiting for ***** Australia's ***** terrain ★ __
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Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 8:19 AM UTC
Yewah's Daughter's Song
| ★ girl dies, dead green body in beautiful place, European colors; three hot things die, dark, large and big with long bare foot and head, Asian American blood, amino acids African; Africa, North America, Italy, John's Hair; Gold Star · Gaelic Language Cold War History; History of Incident, Dogs Water, Surian Ocean · Blue · Asagao George · | | | || _Earth's Future Artist Beauty Space Lost Medieval Queen Sky Heart *** Wife Human New York Spirit Age Russian_ July; Holy Garden baby house, Russian Appearance, Some examples of school samples of the case of Jesus drinking; this little hell of a Latina-style Goddess is French and golden;   Snoopy, Yarara hand-painted pictures, wife will find a bad meal in a cook-book life,    u day of the real thought of the book is the dream of a human ***** child; in Germany is a boy's radio's moon glow dreams of dreaming dream Stories of storybook Friends, of the Free Kids in Canada's Ancient Trailer Parks; Handwritten Poetry of Christ, the Christian's Natural Star On the Wall, Yewah's Daughter's Song; room for her Jewish Trousseau; Better World's Dominant Voice, Safe Wild Facts about Robert's Two Colors and the Rich Cat's Football Knowledge of Thomas Stone's |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| Dance of Science Games,  Reading a peaceful robot at the time; playing with many language doors Blind trees,             lecturers clear unknown courses in Paradise, listening to the heart of Italy and sweet Asia, waiting for ***** Australia's ***** terrain ★ __
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YOU CAN In learning there Abide teaching and in teaching, learning dwells. Both the lecturers and schoolers has somewhat to teach the other. Life's but a class. Every persons you met has some lessons for you. Never underestimate anyone. For everyone you're seeing is unique. Most times people condone a torn book because it has no lid. However it's contents could heal the world. Off his old age plagues. Meanwhile a fancy backed book may likely destroy the earth. Looks deceive. The most beautiful & valuable thangs in the universe are invisible. You think the most valuable thing is material? If so you're **** totally wrong, don't be fooled, never let your head be used or brain washed. True feeling, True emotions inherit the earth. Choose wisdom over everythang, Where an all the rest Abode. Elevation, no dream is too big to achieve, No cliff or hill is too high to ascending. You can! Nothang is impossible but to say impossible. It's impossible to say impossible. Even the word impossibility says I'M POSSIBILITY from the rear side. You've got to change your conception and decisive reaction. #c9_fm
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Dec 2, 2020
Dec 2, 2020 at 1:19 PM UTC
YOU can