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I have found a brother in a strange land
Suppose to be my mother’s child
Perhaps due to hysteric error
We were broken apart
But love found us

I saw myself in life strange mirror
Disguised in strange but familiar attire
Together we rocked the shaking wave of uncertainties
Together we conquered raging storms of adversity
Together we formed an unbeatable team in the camp

I’ve found a friend in adversity
He stood by me even when I was wrong
He looks like my partner in crime
Not only but also my partner in greatness

I’ve found a prince from kwara
Tall like cedars of Lebanon
More handsome than the prince of Egypt
With redneck made of diamond
Most handsome man child ever begotten by a woman
The delight of queens and princesses

I’ve found a tale yet untold
Once upon a time in Ikare
The best seeds of the entire civilized world
Occupied a tent labeled block two room two
Two heroes were the captain of this great ship
Gafar and Devimcy were the champions of this movement

I’ve found a tale to write
A biography to document
For my generation and generation unborn
A success story of young Gafar
I will tell of his exploits
Of how he dealt with men and beast
In his quest for greatness
I will tell of how he rose from grass to grace
From murky sand of adversity
To solid rock of fortune
Crowned by fame
And protected by angels strength

Tribute to a General in the making
A precious gift from God to my generation
An answered prayer to many homes
A hand for the helpless
An eye to the blind
God bless you my brother

.., all u eva told me were lies

You told me
You will never leave me
Forever you will be with me
And never will leave me
But forever pleasing me.

You told me
You’ll be like brother
And loving like sister
Envelope me with care like mother
Never to hurt me like father
But to build me a shelter
That will protect me from harsh weather.

You told me nothing on earth can murder
All the feelings we gathered
No force on earth can brake
The love we’ve baked.

You told me
I can have the world
If I could just declare a word
Against all odd
You promised never to let me bored.

You told me
Your love for me has no bound
That in your heart my love abounds
And nothing on earth should temper
Lest it provokes your anger.

You told me
That you will hold me
And never to scold me
But forever pleasing me

You told me
That we are meant for one another
Ant that you will die if I leave you for another

Tis’ you told me lies
For now you are gone
Leaving my world so cold
You’ve gone with my heart
You’ve stolen my soul
And expose my fragile body to pain
I’m going insane
Because of the lies you told me

kidnap me

kidnap me

I’m a Nigerian
I’m an independent prisoner
My leaders are my oppressors
I’m blessed with abundance
Yet deprived of its pleasure
When I cried no one heard me
When I pray it contends with my ceiling
My soul is wearied n my body tired
Please Kidnap me.

I’m a Nigerian
I was born with silver spoon
Yet devour my meal with rubber
I am a victim of all crises
An attack in Iraq
Can result to blood shed in my environ
Dollars melt down
Can result to naira freezing
An outbreak of virus in china
Can eliminate all of my country men n women
So I am hunted by fear of survival
Please kidnap me.

I’m a Nigerian
I wrote various tests to get to college
Yet on graduation
I live on the mercy of touts
My institutions are confused as confusion itself
They bridged the gulf between justice n evil with traps
So we lost most of our brothers n sisters in their quest for truth
And now I am afraid to exercise my right
But endures to live with my left
Please kidnap me.

I’m a Nigerian
Don’t be mad at me
If you hear people call me militants
Or labeled street urchins on the dailies
My condition had left me with guns
N my circumstance left me with empty plates
I have combed the nooks n crannies of my town for job
But found troubles
I have erased all the letters of my key board editing my CV
Please Kidnap me.

I bore the pain of a woman I never knew

I bore the pain of a woman I never knew

Oh! the pain in my heart
Who brought me to this cruel earth
Surrounded by crooks
Lost in pages of books
Searching for answers of questions
That never atrract others attentions

I bore the pain of a woman I never knew
Its scar in my heart is still fresh and new
I am miserable of all men
Though invoked too by siemen

Sucide can not quench my sorrow
Neither can the grave show me a path to follow
All my life I’ve sought for life immortal to borrow
So I will have time to answer thousands of questions before me
Especially of a woman that left me

Nanny can never replace the place of mother
Neither can toys replace the joy of mother
I grew with a woman on white clothes
But the unfufillment in my heart I took note

When I will see this woman
I will be glad to tell her that her baby is now a man
I’ll not forget to tell her about this selfish world
That even killed He that was sent to deliver her from her bond
And watered the high ways of the earth with cold blood

For now, I’ll bare my pain alone
Until when I’ll conquer it alone
Within my heart I know goodness always overcome evill
N every one that hunts the motherless will have his lots with the devil
Soon the arc of moral universe
Will set the arrow the wicked reverse

i'm black i'm beautiful n i'm rich

i'm black i'm beautiful n i'm rich

our habitation is in the brook
we had our apartment in the jungle
where non of our brothers dare
there we dwell with sun
and we cook with fire
the glory of the African child
known to God alone.

the sun clothed us
the air so thick n heavy
we n our environs are museum
our play ground is the farm
our recreational centre is the cave
where we hunt rats n chase rabbits
our fast food joint is on three round stones
where we roast yam n garnished it with red oil
the glory of the African child
known to God alone

our best friends were beasts
there were times we had dinner
in their cave
and their were times we had
our quiet time in the nest with eagles
the glory of the African child
known to God alone

we’re original
we’re real
though the sun left us dark
it did not tamper our intellect
for our brain is as white as snow
and its riches no mortal can measure
the glory of the African child
known to God alone

events upon events
had threatened to reduce our values
philosophies upon philosophies
vowed that we’re coheirs with chimpanzee
but today the long awaited truth
inscribed right inside the hand of time unfolds
and it reads; black the mother of all race
let he that have ears hear what time is saying
oh! the glory of the African child known to God alone

..., by her word a city was destroyed

she wore the warriors belt
all his gold she had on her neck
he was bruised for her glory
he was wounded for her transgressions.

she has the champion on her laps
the mightiest of all
is her toy at home
her wish is his command.

she is more fierce than tiger
more poisnous than viper
more cunning than serpent
as vigilant as a fox.

by her word was a city destroyed
by her order another was saved
though she can’t lift a bow
but for her all the world must bow
because her man is the lord of all.

she knew no pain
neither understands what a batlle field
looks like
yet all the spoils of war
are at her mercy.

she had no weapon
yet dictates the dirrection of arrow
in battle field
at her demand
a prophet was beheaded
at her pleasure the strong was blinded
and made n entainer in a strange land.

all the world
she had at her feet
all the pleasure on earth
she had at her bossom
her anger no one must triger
lest the warrior’s wroth be provoked.

........., some how i still remember

........., some how i still remember

I still remember my poor neighborhood
How I used to sit n wait for crumbs
Perhaps I could quench fire of hunger
Emanating from my stomach n brain.

2hours had passed
Yet no one recognized my presence
3hours had passed
and each step as though coming to me
4hours had passed
and my mouth still opened
Waiting to answer a call that I never heard.

Now my miserable self is walking away
To bury itself on mama’s foam
Praying to God alone
To sustain this troubled soul

I’ll never forget my cruel neighbor
That met my problem with spoilt beans
This threatened to seize my breath
I still remember the number of beans
In her red round plate.

I still remember the night
I lay with a mad man behind me
I have not forgotten the rain that woke me up that night.
Behind the corridor of our pit latrine
I still feel it cold sometimes.

If I’ve a pen
I’ll write about my life
I’ll tell of my encounter with men n ghost
I’ll narrate my entire encounter with beasts’ n monsters
Even how I kept my dreams in the midst of nightmares.

I still remember those that mocked me
When I wore rags n hunt rats,
Even those that despise me
When I wine n dine in the same plate with pigs
I’ve not forgotten.

I still remember Juliet my first love
Fairest of all women I ever met
Tender n comely to behold,
I’ve not forgotten how I shivered
Like one exposed to zero degree weather
The first time I met her,
I had never forgotten how I was overcame
By sorrow n pain inflicted upon me by
Harsh condition n uncertainties
When I try to express my deep affection for her.

I still remember
The road to yam market
I still remember my spot in a white Toyota bus
I still recall the number of times
We frequent that path on daily basis
I’ve not forgotten
Those women who felt sorry
For a 12 years old bus conductor.

I still remember
The number of bus that overtook me
As I trekked to and fro high school
I still remember the number of pot holes
On that path.

I still remember the first time I cried
I cried when no one could understand my pain
I cried for love that I never had
I cried for my lost script
Instead of consolation all I received,
Was a shout n a closed door
So I cried.

I still remember the day
A clergy told me that my dad is not fit to live
I still remember all the pain I nursed as a little boy
I’ve not forgotten all the odd moments of my life
But I had let them behind me.

All my life
I’ve tried to forgive everything
That ever hurt me
But somehow
I still remember.

........, u've got to answer this call

........, u've got to answer this call

I am their messiah
As prophesied by Isaiah
Though born in a manger
Exposed to danger
Worshiped first by strangers.

I’m their own
For them I dropped my life, on my own
Yet they recognized not the seed I’ve sown
So I stretched forth my hand to unknowns
For them too I own.

What have we done?
To deserve his blood they wondered.
Oh only if you can hear the son
You would have
Answer this call for abundant.

God’s only begotten son
Is still calling;
Make haste before I shut the door
All I have is yours
Only when you answer this call

You’ve got to turn a new leaf
All I need from you is lord I belief
Then all Calvary blessings will be yours
And you will become part of us
A coheir to riches untold
Which by it self soon will unfold.

i've tried to invoke ur number through the wonder of technology but somehow the network is too busy

i've tried to invoke ur number through the wonder of technology but somehow the network is too busy

Whose is this face?

This beautiful face that my mind behold

As though I was in Eden

This beautiful face that never fade in my memory

The most beautiful I ever imagined

Behold the woman; mother eve

Mother of kings n slaves

Mother of cops n thieves

Mother of sinners’ n saints

All the world children are yours

Your flesh is my flesh

N your bone in my bone

Oh yea! I can feel it

The quest to know more

Still burn in my mind

But I pray I do not come to ruin

Like you in my quest for knowledge

For in your quest for knowledge

You defiled the commandment of the most high

N today the quest for knowledge

Had exposed us to nuclear weapon

Threatening the very life we live

In our quest for knowledge

We’ve stumbled upon aids

N many deadly diseases

In our quest for knowledge we

Almost discovered how a woman can have

A baby without a man.

So in future our men will marry trees

N has leaves as their baby

Tomorrow some of us may pack to mercury

While others may have their farms in mars

Ma! Just like you ran for cover

We’ve invented antiballistic missile

We’ve invented drugs to cure the pain we created

Though most are not much effective

We still enjoy some level of covering

For a very long time Ma!

I’ve been trying to reach your number

Through the wonders of technology

But your network was too busy

N sometimes my call diverted

To the realms of infinite quest for knowledge

I shall remain connected on this path

Till the network gets better

Then I may tell you

Our gain n pain in our quest for knowledge,

my love is made of venus gold

my love is made of venus gold

My love is made of Venus diamond

Stored in heaven

Guided by angel’s strength

It was begotten by hope

Upon impossibility.

Only a super hope

Could show me so divine a thing

Where feeble faith could not have flown

But vainly flapped its miserable wings.

Soldiers upon soldiers

Had failed

Nobles upon nobles

Had perished

Then come this creature

With little or nothing to offer

But a heart full of gold.

Millions of guns n power

Could not win her heart

Richies upon richies

Her soul desired not

But for that heart full of glory

It adores.

Only a super hope

Could show me so divine a thing

Manufactured in the city of angels

Yet dwells among men,

Seen first by merchants

Embraced first by kings

Yet for them her heart would not flicker

But for that heart full of grace

It yearns for.

Her heart speaks

In an unknown tongue in the palace

The king was worried n sent for interpreters

He also sent for counselors

But like Job of old

She declares; oh! Miserable comforter

Please let me alone for my heart is heavy,

Then the could not sleep
So he sent for all the princes of the world

He also sent for warriors n conquerors

Yet none could understand her heart

Nor help her condition

Then comes this breed of hope n joy

Interpreting her mind even before she think.

Only a super hope could show me so divine a thing

My heart has find its pair she trumpeted with joy

As she shut my wild eyes with a kiss