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COUNTRY STYLE Failure to train a dog It will fear a tiger Failure to train a goat It will fear a grass Failure to train a cock It will fear a fence Failure to train a man He will fear a woman. The country has its own style of doing things Country style is like a plant style Having the grains at the tip of the stamen You walk towards the farm to work But gathering the punchers is the problem Towards the elephants

PANDEMIC Kukukuku.....! That sounds like a hen with its chick Moving up and down like a wondrous serpent Trying to get its food for its chick The chick has fallen on a rocky area Gaggling itself in Nigeria! Ohh! My doctor I've fallen But I need a guarantor To take me on top of the sickbed To beg this pandemic queen....!

TRUE FRIENDS True friends are by your side through it all True friends are there to catch you when you fall True friends give your life a happy gift True friends are a precious gift

True friends will care about you forever True friends want to be with you on every endeavour True friends can make you laugh and cry True friends can be girl or guy

True friends can get married to each other True friends can be your sisters or brothers True friends will never truly leave you True friends will love you, no matter what you do True friends really know you but still love you anyway

True friends are those who are always asking you if you're okay True friends know that “hate” is a very strong word True friends don't believe in every story they heard

True friends love to spend time with you True friends love to teach you too True friends tease all in good fun True friends don't care if you lose or win.

THE DARK MOON You always fight like a cock Taking and receiving blows like robots Talking like a parrot You forgot that the dark moon is near

You run from place to place Like a cheetah Barking like a dog Laughing to the back of the tree like a hyena You forget that the dark moon is near.

You eat as if you are swallowing stones Chewing the sand of the air Opening your mouth like a yawner man Jumping from woman to woman From man to man Like monkey You forgot that the dark is near. Are you a soldier? Carrying sticks up and down

Marching from hill to valley like soldier ants You forgot that the dark moon is near. You work in the government house Acquiring the whole into your pocket Making noise like a walkie talkie Forget your home like a wild animal Jumping from pole to post You forget that the dark moon is near. What is that dark moon?

NIGHTFALL Everything looks like a grasshopper Walking around like a wild wolf Dancing like an owl Waiting for the nightfall to come

Holding a torch like a watchman Shouting like a dog at war Sleeping in the hood of a cave Waiting for the nightfall to come

Singing like a bird Laughing like a hyena Waiting for the nightfall to come

PRIEST OF THE WORLD In the sight of God You are a spiritual father In the sight of men You are a physical father Charging prayers like battery Feeding God's words like food Oh! My priest You're the priest of the world

Putting smiles on people's face Cracking jokes like palm kennels Leaving the ruminants for us to chew Oh! My priest You're the priest of the world

Your blessing that comes directly from is like follow come Drawing papers and pens together Causing the mighty wind to blow Allowing the ink to rush out

Painting the altar with white paint Oh! My priest You're the priest of the world

Your voice Is like the voice of the angel Singing poetic song

Causing the birds to dance Lizards to nods their heads Dogs jumping and wagging their tails Oh! My priest You're the priest of the world.

ELERGY The precious moments pass away Day follows night Night follows day Year follows year Soon youth and prime are past and gone Soon age and death come stealing on… We disappear

Old age go New age come

But steadily time pendulum Wags wag away It never has been known to stop This timepiece needs no winding up Nor goes astray

Time is the stream that carries us Towards the grave The termites of earthly things Men may be great, yet must die Dawn beauties cannot death defy death laughs at kings

The past is gone beyond recall The father hid from us all By a dark curtain The present, one mere tick of time Is all of which you are and I'm completely certain

We'll all know, we have the faith That judges the judges That judgment follows after death We all know well We're neither on the narrow road That leads to heaven or on the broad road to hell.

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ARE WE STILL GOOD PEOPLE GREAT NATION? The hen is looking for a way back to its egg Where the heavy foot has tumbled on the head We're called the giant of Africa But where lays the padlock of the plenum? Honouring killing and blood- shedding Eating wars as food Value gunshot more than human lives Throwing bombs as stones Killing innocent people as fowl and chickens

But we have been answering Good people, great nation! Where lays the good people? Yes! The Boko Haram The Fulani herdsmen Serving bomb for the innocent soul Where lies the great nation Brothers killing brothers

Sisters against sisters Boko Haram against Yoruba's youth Civilians against militants Herdsmen against farm owners Leaders denying their followers Followers plotting against leaders Ungun known men against the ungun known mane The joy of motherhood is gone Announcing to us that “there was a country”

BIOLOGY OF POETRY Science for art Has led to the creation Of literature of science Organizing reading Poetry and poetry tour movement Putting zoo and botany stand At the level of literature Organizing workshops Seminars for writers

We hail literature But science hails observation Writing without observation Is like building a house without stone.

DO YOU HAVE CHROMOSOMES OR HOMOSOMES? I was created with chromosomes Giving a pave shadow for the homosome Taking me to the ozone layer To build a zone for my life The soldiers have occupy the zone Leaving the eagle to fly above the zone Creating a hooting sound for the bone

I was created with chromosomes Having the decrease of homosomes Making it to appear like homophones Calling with phone to change homotune I have called my white blood cell To attack the virus enemy Targeting the end point of homosomes To tangle like a triangle

I have in me the great homosomes Created out through chromosome To act as a red blood cell That transport soldiers to the enemy zone Getting the easy platform for white blood cell To attack the enemy virus

VOLCANO I heard life is as fragile as an egg But it is to me a volcano Melted away in a twinkle Forming sold amidst fumes When you survive It is as rock When you loose You are the fume I wish this heart of mine

Only pump blood But why this heart aches? I wish this sandal is only leather and sole Why does it require energy to drag? I wish all air means life Why is the atmosphere tense? I wish all flowers are shelter But many thirsted demand pound on flesh! Still I heard life is simple Why do I feel this cloud of thoughts?

PRISONERS OF FREEDOM I have seen the ocean dredge Strolling around its creepy edge The tides are mere wind Empty promise of a failed kind To it I bare my lonely body Seeking for the beautiful earth Where liquid suit Life and dusk ends not in ash. This life , A freedom's prison Man in the gallows of its begotten conscience Bellows at the original man A prisoner of solemn faith Sworn in freedom arcade Where hopes are caged Like flies in cans of liquor Ironic irony of liberty Maybe, freedom is a goof From a boiling hoof An affection killing of man for age

YELLOW SUN Like fiction staged in paradise We ate apples of lies And our heart become sour Like unripe grapes All the glee soaked in rain of emotion All hopes wrestled in a cloud. You use to be the lyrics written all over my heart The only lyrics I learn by heart Until I realize you Are the dirges of a sorrowful yesterday? So I let your memory fly past Like an Eastern wind. The mother hen has lost its way Back to her eggs As venomous serpent took over Eden

The Owl has return to the North, For in vain it waited for rain in the South. Lo! I have found a beautiful land Vast unto the shores of Niger Where men wake everyday watching for The birth of a different sun-the other half of a yellow sun The omen that will lit the future And their plans pains lifted Is it way too long a dream? For in vain We waited for the yellow sun's return.

WHEN I WAS A CHILD When I was a child Everybody loves me Dick, Harry and Tom must like to carry me, I was not allowed to cry.

To Elders, I wasn't meant to work But to eat and defecate They gave me food, Even when I was not hungry Men, women and children kissed me I was a pet to all and sundry I intentionally urinated and defecated in my pampers Yet , they carry me happily Often, dad and mom sucked my nose with their mouths.

When I was a child, I wasn't independent, but parasitic to others, I had multiple servants Nothing was done on my own Without the help of others People labeled me a novice in every aspect of life

Others decide what I will eat, wear or do. What a world! Can't I take decision for myself?

NO ONE ELSE My love, my heart You have shown me your innermost body Allowing me to rest in your abode Who is like you? Oh! No one Else You've allowed me to lose my interest on you Clapping my hands and feet for you You showed me love When I do not want it Showed me care When I do not need it Who can act like my lover? Oh! No-one Else

When you handle Also Seems difficult When you abandon Who can handle a difficult situation? Like my lover? Oh! No one Else Empty vessel Compete with fortified noise By gap Finds it easy to alidades But everything seems working and moving Who can move a stagnant mountain ? Like my lover? Oh! No one Else

MR LITTLE Knowing everything is doable Asking the man to fly, Allowing his wings to touch the ground To push brings falling To pull attract standing Can you pull or push the ground? Everybody is human Few are mentally okay Bringing all gold to the air Causing the rush wind to parade Bringing out dusts and sand to travel Nothing is too much, Something is extra Killing the image of the gods at its shrine Tears flows like a river Nothing meets each other

But something tells them to meet. You can loom the water Dredging the poor to pour Knowing little or no word Timing the rod to form roles of the roads Kicking the liberal candle to quench its flame Creating problem to the stick How do you think about the meat in the pot? Using your dirty hand to dish out food stuff Serving the service man a little dish to eat Oh! Mr. little, you are too much.

SURROUND OF CARE Ring me around your world Pump me care Show me sincerity Let the blood of loyalty be

Bond me succor Take me around Your wondrous scrape and inside of your mysteries Let your story be Let synergy reign for sin uses of life Never nakedness, fantasies, joining points Of our journey Low points and high risk rise of peak Path of genuine are surround of care Show me around four curves Your virgin world and fallow Lying places Snoring in wealth untapped Play me your unknown calling the world Nurture me in the ways of culture Mature me in fullness of traditions Fence me sensed with séances

Feed me nonsense for senses in all On this route Souls were bruised On this chime Souls battering build without let On this path Humanity loses its shine World destroy.

ABA AND ITS CONDITION Aba and its condition Is getting worst No good people in Aba Kidnappers, Hausas armed robbers are in Aba IPOB, Yoruba's are also in Aba. No place to rest in Aba

Aba and its condition Aba building bad roads No place to pass Cars, Lorries, Motorcycles Are stocking in a hold up Causing scene and geniture Aba and Soldiers Soldiers shooting at innocent people When war arouses Pistols, AK47, bomb are been seen by soldiers Bloodshed, killing, stabbing are been seen here and there

Aba and Leaders Our leaders are leading us To the promised hell No good governance No person to defend our people

Declaring wars to people who can't fight What is really happening in Aba? We are called the producing city Where is our base? Where are we standing upon? Aba is now getting producing bad agitators This is getting too much!

VANITY Is it not a blank world? Where drakes embark on a futile Chase of squirting worms in swamps But ended up in the bowel of a hungry crocodile Where the loses not immumerable Of crocodile Of drakes and of drakes When the river with fury overflows

Is it not a blank world? Where love disappear and mortals vanish Into thin air And theirs loses Where they are not innumerable Of mortals and of mortals Is it not a blank world? Full of anxiety Sucking the will out of men Were these muse not yet for another day Yet another day and yet another day Is it not a blank world? Where salt loses its taste And nothing was done to fate A fairy life tale of life and of vanity

QUEST I have opened a door of adventure A flood of emotion I'm assured. Fear and grip in measures But I have chosen the hardest course To reach the glorious Altar Probity I treasure A polity of treason I shun Many times in my dreams The crusts Comes knocking But I have itself long lost the keys to my innermost fear.

I have saddled my horse With whips across the valleys of grip, With whims, I trod the throne of thorns That loses their teeth against me.

Once again, I have risen Because I have a deal with the luminaries Dare my dreams are not only in diary I compel my dreams to stay by me.

MY BABY GIRL You have a girlfriend She is as white as snow Tall as an iroko tree Fat as an elephant Dark as a charcoal But cunny as a serpent

My baby girl loves to eat Thick matador Light Ahab

Heavy messy But enjoy milk the most Men stir at her Looking up like a fowl That drinks water Looking down like a dog that is searching Looking sideways like a peerage that want to cross a road. My girlfriend dresses good all the time Package Tuface in the front Package baba for the girls at the back Wear jewelries at the face Walking like a dog that is on a show ground People hailing her Calling her beautiful peacock Yellow sun Saying!! Yes, that's my baby girl

NO WORK, NO SCHOOL In time of need People run like cheetah Bark like a dog Laugh like hyena Sing like a bird Creating problem for the Scent Charging anger like a dead battery Beeping song as a time bomb Revolving your mouth Like a standing fan Happily in advance of advancement Creating problem for the Scent You jump like a gorilla Beating your chest as an ape Wearing stone of anger as a cloth Weaving the wave in the case of the heave

Listening to the song of hollows in the tiny holes of opening Creating problem for the Scents Rubbing powder of sand

On the ugly face Sweeping out blood out from the people's eyes Allowing dust to take over the dry land in Savannah Praying for tropical rain To bring downpour on the heavenly earth Speaking sounds of sand in the air of the hive Creating problem for the Scent Covering the inequity of yours With umbrella of wet Laughing at the statue made for the gods Combing their heads of the antelope With a golden spoon Dishing your hands into a dirty pot to

Bring out problem of an ant To fill the world Wearing stones as shoes Hanging problem as a measuring tape Cutting the dead rope with a living knife Creating problem for the Scent You joined the palace queen Eating from the clay Dancing to the tune of a burial lady Kissing the needle of jungle In the sight of a weaving machine Creating problem for the Scent Saying “No work no school”

DR CHALLENGE I bring you a chart Letting the beef out of the cow

Singing a chores of choice Putting you in disguise I have the stone in me Carrying the loaves of sand Walking on the fish belly Crying with one eye's bald Can you join the ant's meeting? Can you communicate with elephants? I have the joyful heart to let that be Oh! My Doctor You've put me in a challenge.

A VISIT TO KAINJI DAM So many people in the town Young, old, big and small Igbo, Hausa and Yoruba

Extruding and entitling in the city Water flowing from the dam Hippopotamus living in dam as security Water speak their own language Different languages ​​Different behaviors Different characters Eroding the people of Niger Some lives living in State Covering faces Opened faces Joining the track of movement Two heads encore together to promise entity. Trees, houses, shrubs Imbibing growing to their horizons Ways of life is different; seems to interact with their fellows.

MISSION AND VISION I have a mission to accomplish But I'm been drawn back By difficulties of the world I have a vision I'm focusing But stress overshadowed me I have a vision I'm focusing But my eyes is full of tears What exactly is happening? Does it mean that? My mission and vision Will not be accomplished?

MY MOTHER My mother groaned My father wept Into the dangerous wood I leapt Helpless, naked, piping aloud Like a friend Hide a cloud Struggling in my father's hand String against my swaddling band Bound and weary thought best To such upon my mother's breathe.

BEAUTIFUL PLANTAIN Knowing the knowledge of man Is like testing the wielder man Growing and gripping from grass

Causes a liquor of liquid To those who love plants Will tell you the benefit of Incumbent everywhere in the farm Having rotating mind to wind up A standing fun The stick will pick the creak Living the falling leaves To go astray in a moldy train Having a believer in a shabby shrine Creating the whole hole Commanding the seal to steal Jumping from horse to host Making a sign like a hobby human

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OGA DRIVER Oga driver You've your horse with you Ridding your donkey together Raising your voice like mega phone Holding your passenger like a thief You get sound from voice Having completing your mission Yet searching for vision Rejecting money from the fowl Get me that flop Jumping down from your horse Like trained warrior with no teeth Grapping the neck of a snake Do you want to kill? A gorilla with your bare hands

THE GREAT LOVE The river has over flown Pouring its love to human Smiling uncontrollably to humanity Having that great love For the living creatures I'm now smiling like a happy puppy Having two rivers besides Moses Stretching out my rod to grab Favor Watching them as goat Eating happiness as shawama Having that great love beside me The elephants seek foe favor But favor is sick Groaning intensively Moaning at the elephant's trunk Moving with passion towards the zoo Having that great love to stay under rain Who has that little baby crying? Folding arms like a fowl Having that love to carry him Oh! Yea! The great ram for a feast is back Who will kill it? Making a plan like a wise serpent, Having that great love to kill the ram

WHY BOASTING You walk on the road majestically You walk with your shoulder on top Everybody seems small in your sight Because you've moving utricles Why boasting with your car. You have a mansion and castle But you do not allow anybody in

You sleep like a baby Inside your mansion Raising the volume of your radio To reach heaven Creating UN conductive environment to the world Making the world to become talkers Why boasting with your mansion. You've a girlfriend That looks like matadors She seems as big as elephants Tall as giraffe But as wicked as witch You splash money on her She seems to have a wicked world like you Why boasting with your money. You have expensive jewelries Wearing necklace on your head

Earrings on your nose Wrist watch is like your noodles Why boasting with your jewelries.

I CAN'T BREATHE My heart ache Pain like tooth ache Trying to test the next Shouting like a pig in the pit You tied me like a goat But I have joined the boat To swim across the coast Making the murderer to submit their boast Just before the loc art Swipe my face with lace Calling you sir But saw a spat on the sears

Kneeling on the soft wood Made of flesh Allowing the rubber to tear More than 8 minutes Boasting in front of the black he goat Which turned into white into slave of jail? Gnashing through the cell made of iron.

IF THE GODS ARE LISTENING If the gods are listening I will play for them, the tune that deafened the lobes of human Sing a song of velour's in the parlor of lazy warlord But here are, dancing the blindness of our heart If the gods are listening Why have they refused to send a downpour? To quench the thirst of those who died at sea.

But here we are, dying of little in the midst of abundant If the gods are listening When the inferno claimed Alamu's farm in the dead of the night And the hunter's whistle lost in slumber Dreaming of paradise right in hell The inferno that guts all sacred lambs Leaving none to appease the gods of harvest But here we are, pouring drinks to deities that have refused water

If the gods are listening When only gorillas beat its chest for righteousness sake And man denied his oath without an iota of shame But here we are Celebrating the truth when we know it is another deceit.

BROWN EYES Brown eyes are boring I remember you saying ….. There is a special kind of beauty In fallen in love with someone Who has brown eyes? Ever seen brown eyes in the sun The color brown become irrelevant and amp; is just a word That meets into the rays of amber gold Cycling an eclipse There is nothing boring about brown eyes Even as the day grow old They create a sunset of their own. I have fallen in love with brown eyes.

THE LIVING VOICE The voice of the cock is no more Hearing the sound of the crickets Dazzling my eyes to the birds of the air Who am I? To question the voice of the nation Where all nations respect that voice Having my pen and paper Drafting the usefulness of man Voicing it out to the world A legend is gone Living a legacy to the children Counting out the solvent from the solute Aiding the cock its assurance of living You kicked the bucket of trust Living your words on the board Children writing from you

You teach wisdom, courageousness Knowledge abiding and cool life unmaking Who can stand a chance? To win a golden egg let like you Pushing and pulling the door bars Using egg to crack a nut Taking bucket to fetch water Announcing us to do the same You' re the living voice Your voice is indeed so helpful To those who cherished it.

ON MY WEDDING DAY As a groom I'll hold a broom on my hand Wearing a T-shirt that states SPECIAL WIFE IS SMART AND WISE My wife will wear red gown Indicating danger in the world Tying a white scarf Indicating peace is drawing near My pastor will hold a knife That shows marriage fever But I will put the ring that shows Togetherness and love My dad will wear MARRIED COUPLE Why my mom will wear FRUITFUL COUPLE All my friends will wear SMART NIGGAR Wear shorts with shit That will suit my ceremony

MY HURLE I was walking down the lane I saw a line that crossed over the lake But I lack strength to kill the snake on top Feeling the pain of the rain inside the train When I reached my hut The hut was hot But I managed to cloth my clock To avoid melting the block That will lock my luck My leg hurt For stepping on the cock That I cooked on the block After cooking the cock I took the folk To fuck the cock on the plate Opening my book to taste the test

Through my pen that raid the rake There by causing my sake to the break I later met my mom Who turned the salt soup to sour soup? Making me to avoid my road to eternity Casting the fraternity of the senility Mom! Who is this man? Who turned the pap into pan And ran into the sac of the stomach Producing a duel set of bags inside the house

OTHERS HAVE NOT EATEN Dish out the fish Circulate the plate Call mom to serve the food for thought All you could hear is others have not eaten

I'm not satisfy with the food Mom calling me a fool Trying to change the food in the book Hailing on top of my voice Shouting for food All you could hear is others have not eaten I returned to villa Full of hungry like a lion Jumping from pot to plate Searching food like a hen Scrapping the ground Calling mom to come All you could hear is others have not eaten I cry on top of my voice Covering my head with bottle top To avoid a landed tree Meeting me on the way

Beating my stomach Like ape searching for food Roaring my mouth like a lion Searching for food Jumping from tripod to stove All you could hear is others have not eaten

THE JURY AND JULY Has jumped from the justice swamp Has judged the federal government For taking argument towards sentiments The jury and July left the lawyers to lie For their lives as they live Sentiments turning to centipede To cast the saint on the altar Wearing white as light Black as dark

Half a half laughs like Jeff The jury and July Left the clock to block the cock Crowing in the midst of block Timing by the clock Who else noticed the let in the jet? Lifting yourself like bouncer of the ball Running to answer a call for all

SHARK MANSION I'm living inside the water Trying to clear the gutter Where everything has turned into its quota! I remembered my beautiful mansion This made man to die on a high tension Trying to collide with the payment of pension

Running of the shoulder of the guarantor I have a shark mansion Where mission takes place for the vision Watching it through television In order to obey the submission Made by the mansion guard! I have a shark mansion Where coldness is turned into boldness Looking for a rifer to mess it up Coupling the cup together like a disengaged generator Who has disturbed the moderator?

NIGERIA Welcome to Nigeria! Where priests celebrate mass like BB Naija Speak like Bishop de comedian

Trying to walk like wall gecko Welcome to Nigeria! Where we celebrate weakness as strong tadpole Where the lizards nods in affirmation to the countries weakness Where Nigeria is about to drown in the sea area But coming together like Biafra is becoming a war Welcome to Nigeria; Where police closed by 6pm to declare; Arrest on multiple mufti by 2am as thesis

SECRET BEHIND MY FACE I always hide my face from evil Where devil is busy searching for my shadow Whom I buried his widow Through the gravity of the window I always hide my face from coming in contact with the menace Where the breeze has already ease the kiss

I shun intuit from the pit of hell Causing the games of germ to hail the fungi I always hide my face from ungodly God Where gossip is serving as food Covering the hood from been good having a creative arc That will lead the art

THE DEATH OF CHRISTMAS ENDSARS Oh! Christmas!! Bring a good deed from Santa Claus Decorate our minds with red (stew) and white (rice) Use your beard to cover us from ranch that will eat our jaw Let the joy be on a high stem like a hot vapor Oh! Christmas!! Use Santa to Semitic our breeder During End SARS protest

Restore joy on the lay Bring togetherness like a married broom Married sand and married gravel Oh! Christmas!! The child's birth has killed death But has refused to let us in With our red garment To conquest the white Christmas!! You're indeed Christ But the masses of people are yet to celebrate you like a king Only few honored you like a queen! Christmas!! Are you indeed in the lives of the Christians? Celebrating Christianity like a wasted defense Causing Goliath to kill David!! Oh!! Christmas!!

We looked forward for the child To loom with his broom For the ants are yet to speak! For the death of Christmas End SARS is yet to revenge!!

CAN I MARRY A POETESS? I've been looking forward through a window All I see is widow Trying to stop the cat from mellowing Because it has swallowed a borrowed gun Oh! My love is dying like a weak cock Trying to block the entrance from being free Yet! The tree has cracked the dock You've the ring for my marriage But I'm busy watching the match in the battle ring Trying to see Triple H and Undertaker Trying my position in marriage battle My poetess is like a golden cabinet

Who created a net through a nest? But I find it difficult to meet the woman to my chest! Oh!! My poetess, can I ever marry you?

MY STORY TO THE THRONE Before I was born My mother burn the fart Which will prevent me from getting fat? But each time, She normally fart through her anus Which causes the dart to fall off? My dad is my father; but my dad is transcript from my father's dad But he loves throne so much That he sent a drone; to inform the cock to crow! But my eyebrow has cover my eyelash Thereby making my iris to see my pupil during the cock's crow

I have to blow air into the eyebrow to Clear the eyelash from being grown! My dad later invited the godly fathers To serve as witness When my throne will become weak within a week My story has now turned into glory.

TIME SHALL TELL Oh! When the serpent killed the snake The battle is like a rolling stone When the dead began to walk with the spirit The campus watchdog was in the spirit When the innocent cried out for mercy The soldiers has killed scores of juries

Does time speak? Oh!! The clock has walled the block

Causing the time to release its second hand like a fearful horse Wailing for war When the spirit speaks For we have entered into 2021 Thereby causing Jane to marry Harry Oh! Time! The scores has been punished Like a slaves in Libra Handcuffing us like Israelites in the Jew country When do we know? If freedom will befall like Biafra When do we know if the spirit will rise for the dead? Oh!! Indeed!! Time shall tell us when!!

MY PRECIOUS GIFT My heart code Feel free to decode me Like your decoder My heart beat for you Like a fearless gorilla For I have taken a fearless drink That made me to fight like a brave goat My heart You've taken away my drip of tears Kissing away my sorrow Assuring me not to borrow the wheelbarrow For you have a road through the bone marrow My heart Always remember to take my hat to the cat For they'll act upon the gap between The cup has overflow

But your own cup Is at the bottom of the over flown aircraft Dispatched by air And crafted by love What a precious gift!! I have in my heart We shall kiss in 2022 together!

PLAGIARISM Stealer of destined writer Molestation of a creative writer You call yourself a fashioned writer But you are bad with your pen I refused to show you my work You walked behind me to steal my work Oh! I refused to show you my writing skills

But you've reduced the fragile from getting fertile Dear Mr. Plagiary Who gave you the key to my library? Taking all my literate abilities to give glory to your name Where I struggled to make my name! I refused to make you great But you have taken away my grace! Oh! Why have you decided to be a scorch to my stitch? Who invited you to my banquet of writing? When you are not hungry for pen Dear Mr. Plagiary Answer the pen's panel To avoid putting you in animal's pen That will make you to count in tens.

WISDOM SEEKER If a man seeks wisdom inside the elephant, he finds it in its trunk If a man seeks wisdom on the path, he finds it inside the forest If a man seeks wisdom in the kitchen, he finds it in his pot If a man seeks wisdom on the road, he finds it on a moving vehicle If a man seeks wisdom in the shop, he finds it the biscuit If a man seeks wisdom in the school, he finds it on the chalk If a man seeks wisdom in a tailors shop, he finds it in a scissors If a man seeks wisdom inside the water, he finds it in a fish belly If a man seeks wisdom on a ground, he finds it on a weed Where is the best place for wisdom seeker?

NEVER SAY NEVER I jumped into the pit Just to sit on top For I have to celebrate my God with my Dog But I fear the mock of the flung I just hanged on the rail Waiting for the train to pass the reel of dreadful road Trying to stop the car When the cat is coming The man is with the cart But the chart on top is like chap chat Fleering around like a ghost rider Trying to jump the galloping horse with a fake hook Who is to blame? When the gods can't be blame! We are looking for a job inside a fleering page Never say you are at fault For the dog has become yours Never say the pit is deep For I'm to sit on the pit; never say Never

OUR EYES ON LABS FOR VACCINES Helping the medicine Will bring out the penicillin Cubing the virus with its consequential order I refuse to join, in the carry of this dreadful queen called Queen Corona! But I've the basin which will contain all the basis of the queen's blood Dear Queen Corona I never knew you are so wicked and heartless Because I came into the country newly You fortified the efforts of our medicine soldiers

Making their works and plans a wasted efforts But now, our special taskforce has man handled you Like a stranger at war Appearing on the labs has made you to run away from vaccines So our eye on lab for vaccines has sentenced you out! Queen Corona!

UNSEEN POEM In my next world I will learn how to say a word That will collide with the sword Oh! I have broken my pen My teacher will make me to count in tens Using the camera lens To snap a fence What will I tell my mom ? Where the book has taken none

Making me to mourn Like a dead morning rose Denting away its fragrance like a water condenser Just please, Release my breeze to cool my tense So that I will know when the snake will hiss!

A DECEIVING EYE Season 5 has gone for a reason Where losers cry for freedom And winners jump in fear The eye is so deceiving For it is set to receive the friendly foes BB Naija Is a deceiving eye in Nigeria? Where people are set to receive BB Biafra inside the Africa Laycon has set to lie beside a corn

Where Dorothy has set to consume the whole area BBN is the deceiving eye This has deceived so many people into porn movie As educative facts has gone to hell

OH NIGERIA! You send us out to war Without no gun You send us out to cut Without no saw You told us to paint our faces Where lays the saints? Indeed we are in great pain But we have allowed the rain to tear us apart! Oh! Nigeria! We have been living in the area Crossing the overhead river without boat and paddlers

Having passed the huddles in Good luck with his brother 2014 And landed in corona's town Where Presidency takes decision for the great country Oh! Nigeria! Having two information ministers in your country Is like making a formation of molten magma Where Garba Shehu speaks Boss Mustapha become over night Nigerian president Where reheat residents Are departing from Aso Rock heading towards disguised direction Like a fire smoke with no direction Oh! Nigeria! Where lays the great country? Where rape has become the bedrock of women's fear Jungle justice also the bedrock of men's fear Is Nigeria in hell? Where lays my coat!

POETRY FOR CHRIST On my way to the church I saw groups of women taking a match Swinging their hands together And legs moving all together Heading to the place of Marché When I reached I saw a rich man Whose stomach is searching for starch? He needs a communion That will quench the communication from Satan Which he need a location to adapt the casino! Rev. Pastors and Fathers are fighting each other in preaching Thereby tracing the Holy Spirit through the gospel To ante the angel on the altar through the Blessed Sacrament

REVENGE Drawing my spear to slide; Leon of the unhip was heard Shouting for pegged comfort Towards the maggot I have pulled out my bow drawing it towards The enemy; with the energy of stabbing Towards the success tapping Crawling and begging like beggar But have beige towards its success of begging

MORNING ROSE Do not allow relation to sink your ship like titanic Always follow the sheep to the ship For easy access of assets Build your mind like pyramid of Giza Which will stand for ages with it edge Strong like adage

Walk with yourself to avoid over working yourself For the love will hover around the bottle cover In order to discover the ash Please you like an Ad hide To avoid Cumming the cucumber Which will make you to lose your tempter like a hot pepper soup nose?

MY SOUL If I die in a fatal accident Carry my remains and rap it in my book For I die for the love of my people If I die in the house while cooking on a stove Bottle my remains For the stove shall turn me black If I die in a burning bush Gather my ash and charcoal Inculcate it, for my ash is my resemblance

And my charcoal is my second pen to be If I die while sleeping Carry me into the art theatre For I will perform more than the living body God holds the soul For my soul shall never decay in the present of art And I shall rise again in the presence of science!

LIFE OF COVID I have ever wanted to play soccer That will stimulate my destruct anger of Robbins Calling the world's largest poets to spill out their words of wisdom That will generate in quantum of sodium The hot weather has tangle its triangle Putting the bangle in the hats of a successor Labeling the successful man to become an angel of poetry Trying to eat the poetic food which is prepared by a fool

My robin has settled towards the rainbow Blowing my whirl towards the air Causing the wind to turn sideways By the wind van which is dragged like a turmoil of a stagger! Settling on the pave of sickness Worrying about the pandemic queen to depart its children known as Corona and Virus!

UNTITLED Behind every curtain There is always a secret Respect people who find for you in their busy schedule Love people who never look at their schedule when you need them For the love count on shit Is not under the skirt Back yourself with truth For the roof is totally leaking Lick the lies And vomit truth of consciousness Claim your curtain success with faith But put away the spirit of fate For it will lead towards the ashes of ache In life! You will realize There is a role for everyone you meet Some will watch you Some will kill you Some will correct you While others will scam you!

THE CITADEL OF LOVE (FEBRUARY EDITION) I've a house With many heart Dwelling on the map of the chart

Calling friends to chat My father has a mansion With so many rooms The house is like a heart of gold Seeking for justice to prevail I've a house With furnished rooms Those that will live will be Like a pigeon in the cage But free to run to errands like a dove I'm that person who opened The heart like house Free to accommodate the gentle ones like angels in heaven Push the bad ones into the burning Fire like the rejected angels I'm in love With an angel of joy

Building mansions with sticks and rejected bamboos This city of love Is as big as cathedral Containing all calibers of people in it Watching and selecting the ripe fruits for taste Incubating the best ones for hatch

CULT OF ETERNITY I joined a cult at school for my protection My members always adapt to my opinions and rules I love my cult so much because they protect me all the time I refused to join the cult of fraternity because they are heartless as lion They involve the use of weapons, guns, bow and arrows Answering the names of fearful amines Eternity and fraternity is no way to be unite My mother called me one day and asked me My son! This bangle, you're wearing where is it from?

I told her, a cult bangle which was given to me by cult leader My mother slapped me saying!! What!! I told her, it is not a cult of fraternity Rather a cult of eternity, Where God is my cult leader and angels of God as my cult members SAY NO TO SECRET CULT!!

DEAR BUFFALO Your attack is as dangerous as a vaporous serpent Using your horn to eat people's flesh and horn out blood Attacking the greatest soldier of the world Dragging them into consideration of thought

Dear buffalo, When will you compete with the cow? Causing the world to watch this grease of movie Adapting the chaos of noisy fellow Pyramiding the house of blood

Dear buffalo, The cow is calling for banquet Eating party for the fleshy milk Drinking party for the bloody drink of fight Energizing the both for third war 4 in the animal kingdom

BENDING POETS ALWAYS STAND WITH PEN I always move with hook That will always take my nook. I forgot that I have a book That will keep me close to the gulf. Always stand like a mansion guide For I will demolish my mansion dog That will serve the small god Put your trust in your crush But never allow her to crush your heart With a cruiser folk My girlfriend fucks a lot But I always watch from afar Before they fan me far away Join the winning team to play For the winners always pray like prey Inviting the prey for a meeting Finishing the meat meant for the meeting. Who care for the banquet of the badge? Where the entire housefly came for the meeting Waiting for the roll call to be called Jumping from the oxygen pen to furious pen Calling the real poets to rise with their pen For I have honored the house of the ten Where bending poets rise with their falling pen

ORACLE OF NATURE Lie is been feed like food Truth finds its way beneath the mattress Knowledge of thought has taught me some thoughts Where the gate of trust has gone beyond extinction

Where is the dog? Sent by a clone of truthful liars Answering the name like Lie Mohammad Preaching earthly food for heavenly thoughts

Teni told me he had bountiful of flowers But some flowers are not filamentous and ornamental Some are full of thorns While others have already withered its glory

Clones of crowns are in Joseph's abode Accepting their name like Gov. Ambode Trying to code the old layer before the broiler But I have already boiled the broiler Who is truthful? Tortoise is the most truthful animal on earth Who left its house to lie on thorns like flier who try to fly? Feel free to wrap your woman like woman wrapper with a trustful wrapper Oracle of death has been murdered And buried in a shallow ground like a buried serpent head For the truth of lies is beyond the expectation of the coronation.

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