Delivery Note

It’s a Sunny weather under a winter storm
Frozen hearts govern the throne
A pack of dogs in need of bone
Magical hands that control the drone
Delivery note states “Carpe Noctum”

Crime celebrating its freedom
The innocent citizens are always the victim
These dogs are tearing us limb from limb
Ever seen a wolf scared of its sheep ?
Wolves in sheep’s clothing’ and they never fall asleep

Our life is in a crash course
A far cry for political divorce
We have been bleeding throughout the intercourse
This period we did not get the favours of our nurse
We have bleed so much, only a doctor can lift this curse

They told us less is more and we believed
They forced us to the sea just to watch them drink
They say practise what you preach, the power of thumb print
They gave an Aged-man instead of a Helmsman to man the wheel
They say fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me

It is a sunny weather under a winter storm
With frozen hearts that govern the throne
Then comes a pack of dogs in need of bone
With magical hands they control the drone
Delivery note states “Caveat Emptor”

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Reprimanded Politics

Reprimanded law
Inevitable death by the chain saw
Detriment of Politics that we all saw

The race of the elites
Spoils of war is the youths
Voters mishaps that led to twenty three

We remain appreciative of the good
The journey of destiny however remains on your feet
Crys of the crying in search for whom to lead

Nigeria the home of the poorest and World class elite
The most illiterate and holder of the world highest IQ
The dump yard of disease and best doctors to ever exist.

A paper on its own cannot form a book
Collectively in unity can we only achieve
The goal has shifted from becoming rich to having the simple freedom to just exist

Dehumanised humanity for the living
Slimmer than a niddle is our chances
Yet we war to put food on our slave masters dinning

The race for throne is creeping closely
Yet we remain obtuse to the fact of reality
Older they get with the same voice of familiarity

Reprimanded law of Politics
Inevitable death by the result we sought
Determinants of our politics should not be in blood

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Political Scar

Politics of scars
We all bear the injuries to their lies
Falsehood of nobility, they won the nobel prize
Trips to London, they are always first in line

It’s been a sad journey from the dawn
My soul is depleting under the sun
The rays that should console are burning my lawn
Left to right it is fire burning from the ground

Politics of scars
We all bear the injuries to their lies
Falsehood of nobility, they won the nobel prize
Trips to London, they are always first in line

They say the lion’s heart will protect us when the storm comes
I guess we are doomed if the lions heart pilots the storm
It’s always raining under the sun but the tears does not fall from the sky
Soaked in the blood of the innocent, they enjoy their lives

We live through political scars
Chairs of responsibility are thrown outside the door
Our family tree is surviving on broken branches
While the roots are burning into ashes

We are growing apart, 60 years and counting
It puts me to tears watching my country die
Nigerians need a break, from all this political victimising
The political scars we bear continues to be horrifying

Too much silence is killing us from the inside
False news keep misinforming our conscience
To what crime have we committed to deserve such sentence
An overcrowded prison of mind for our nation’s citizens

Sight of belief, we live to only say goodbye
Rest in peace after peace–after peace, I wonder where is the peace
Prayer after prayers after prayers that the bloodshed should cease
Hopefully?! we blindly call on hope to get us off our knees

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Abducted Soul

Another day another crisis that befalls our soul
I know it is difficult but how do we expect to survive in this cold
Some are dying to find Tuwo
While others are killing in the name of political control

Abduction news continue to increase
An economy our country has given birth to–off its sleeve
Mothers are in tears and on their knees
Your main focus was to abduct a bird for speaking the truth

The man behind the men behind the man
You might not be one of us, but humanity goes beyond a land
We are pleading with you to not kill because you can
We are a nation that should be united not divided by politicians and gunmen

We have been wronged’ is not a license to do wrong
It is not easy but we need to be strong
For ourselves and those weak we carry along
And one day, beside the Green White and Green we shall sing a happy song

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The TAOetry

To be is to be born
To live is to be alive
All things are born of being
Being is born of none being

The TAO is in me and you
The TAO moves within everything around you
The TAO is peace
The TAO provides love that does not cease

They say the road to enlightenment is always dark
The road that leads forward seems to go back
The road that leads direct has a longer path
The road of the TAO is that from your heart

The feeble minded will laugh when they hear the TAO
Should they not result to laughter it is not the TAO
The Average minded will be at a half believe of the TAO
The Superior minded will immediately begin to embody the TAO

The TAO is of everything but it comes from nothing
The TAO is a knowledge of self and being
He who understand it has wisdom
It does not come with force but it gives strength

He who is content is truly rich
He who gives himself for others shall live long
He who gives himself for the TAO lives for eternity
He who gives himself for no one lives a zero life

Elegance comes from diligence
True power they say seems weak
Steadfastness they say seems changeable
True purity they say seems tarnished

The greatest art seems unsuffiscated
The greatest love seems indifferent
The greatest wisdom seems childish
The greatest poem reads like this

To be is to be born
To live is to be alive
All things are born of being
Being is born of none being

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Victim Cry(s)

A goal achieved is a goal defined 

They turn a blind eye to our victim cry 

Our innocence has been violated a countless times

And they expect us to keep putting the past behind 

Say No, Yes I have said so 

Then what next, is that enough though ?

What else do I need to do to make them know 

But is it enough that they know ?

Before your title you were human

How difficult is it to maintain that union 

Aside from peace what did you hope to conceive 

How ironic, anti-robbery becomes freedom thieves

United we should be by the bond of nature 

Nigeria lands our home, gardens and structure

We are united by a bond that renders you my brother/sister

Rather than being my killer, what does it take from you to be my savior

I plead with the humanity that resides within you 

Listen to the victims cry, deja Vu

It happened, it is happening, it will continue until you change your attitude 

Ignorance never solved any mystery, just ask scooby doo

I plead on behalf of my fellow citizens 

The force is out of hand and needs sincere discipline 

Do not go out of line, in the name of putting us in line 

ENDSARS is not a motion, It is a race that is determined to reach its finish line

A race cannot be finished behind the finish line 

Do not turn a blind eye to the victims cry

Their citizenship has been betrayed a thousand times

How ironic that he who is to bring an end, starts a beginning that leads to his end.

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The Amendment

I am in a confused state
I am having mental lapses in my brain
Words of reasoning but I cannot reason straight
With age comes wisdom, I guess they have aged their wisdom

Arise o compatriots we sing
Arose are the compatriots with no compassion
They answer Nigeria’s call to steal
And serve with a selfish heart with no respite

You are to serve your fathers land
With a reminder that tomorrow you shall be buried in its sand
No matter your love, no matter your strength, no matter your faith
The labor you exercise today shall determine our tomorrow’s gain

Deserving we are, a nation of freedom
Yet all we are is death and poverty in abundance
Corruption is now our global badge of identity
I guess the only freedom we enjoy is the freedom to public fund looting

O God of creation
We keep asking for guidance of direction
Our leaders and youth the truth to know
We reject love and honesty while expecting to grow

Are we just living or living just
Visual truth that we made false
The only height we attain is piled on our country’s loss
It is obvious we do not want peace and justice, we are content with our prideful shame
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Covid Riddle

I am Riddle 

I was Born to distract you 

A knowledge made to mis-track you 

A foresight to miss guide you 

 

Make you love me unconditionally 

At the same time hate me wholeheartedly 

I am fictitious so you cannot see me 

 

Swift like the river on a quiet evening 

Bright like the wind, if you envision me 

Mighty and strong like the jungle that raised me

 

1,2,3 you cannot count me

I am a king and queen, you cannot stereotype me 

Dead and alive so you cannot kill me

 

I was born and I became strong 

I was forged as someone’s vision 

I was born with that vision 

 

I can fly, I can swim 

I can climb, up and down like a stream 

I can laugh, I can sing, a poetry I seem 

 

I go black when it’s dark 

I go bright when every where is light 

In hindsight, I created to control your mind 

 

My Purpose remains a mystery

My impact shall never be forgotten in history

My sins are not mine but yours to reveal

 

Riddle me and rid you of me

My name is Covid

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Sympathy

How sympathetic of you to be sympathetic 

Why sympathize when you are never sympathized 

If all you see is criticism 

It is only right for you to criticize your next victim 

 

They say one plus one equals two 

But me plus you becomes Us 

You see how I sympathized with your logic to gain trust 

Sometimes Choice can change our course sympathetically 

 

An old man that wakes to work faces a different challenge  

So does me, you and them; to sympathize is to quantify

How weak to find it boastful to claim my “struggle” triumphs’ yours

We all have the same 24; my intentions were never for me to endure 

 

We all have survived to live another day

Either ways, it should not matter your pain 

Rather the journey, the experiences you overcame 

Serve food for thought; the fruits of your labour 

 

Life was never meant to be peaceful 

Only you plus I could start up a peace coup 

How sympathetic of me; such a wishful thinking 

It is only right for me to be sympathetic, for this ship of ours is rapidly sinking

 

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Poeticverse

There is always an irony to life 

The caterpillar needs to die to become a butterfly

It transforms from a snailly form of eww!

To a wingy form of Awww!

 

The Irony that remains 

Is for the soul that never changed 

For your limited life where do you stand ?

Karma has an irony that visits when you become sand 

 

Search for your metaphor in poetic justice

Like a game of dice, it comes like your chances of double six

A satire in every win

Emotions but memory contains the heavy deeds

 

In this universe 

Poetry I see in every little thought

One come and go but life never stops

Karma is a bitch and it’s never her fault

 

Today patience lacks attitude

Mockery has become a self fulfilling fortitude 

An irony in every longitude and latitude 

Am I running from every long attitude that outlast my attitude ?

 

Karma does not allow one to cheat life

Such an irony even death cannot cheat life 

A short parody of life can be rolled in one dice

Unlike life, like the dice chances might come twice

 

I seek the poetry in this universe 

I see the Irony that is this universe 

Karma remains a bitch in every poetic parody

Thus, for the paradise in life, I claim my universe ‘The Poeticverse’

 

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