Stung from recumbence, By the obvious vicissitudes, Beheld by my eyes; tales unexpected: Heralding trembling, great trepidation, I took to my heels – The things that my heart has heard; So now to scribe in gold. Then I thought, then I reflected, Life! Oh Life! What is in thee? That – Today we are, tomorrow … Continue reading A Viator’s Rhapsody
Just yesterday we chatted, Chatted on WhatsApp, Just today, I read on Facebook, Rest on Douglas Maduka. Just yesterday you made a post Accentuating fruits of a labor, Just today, I read on Facebook, Cheerio Osman Ojonimi Samson! Astounded and dumbfounded. No words to say – Wearied from death’s frequency of nowadays. I have exhausted … Continue reading Gone Too Soon
Those lengthy walks on shady roads were short ‘Cos mama always carried me on her back. And all thoughts of my dirty cloths and uniform I abort ‘Cos sisters would wash them in bulk. Play was good, even in dirty places; houses made of sand ‘Cos mama offered a hot bath at day end. … Continue reading Reminiscence Of An Ex-child
Though my face receives the shames of spittle, My name is resilience, so I quit not. Though my personality and intent are misconstrued, My name is forbearance, so I quit not. Though more filthy work and call tests my ego, My name is humility, so I quit not. Though more tongues utter … Continue reading My Words For Me
A hymn to a Mother A song for a Solace Rendered by a sojourner In this vale of tears. Conceived in a womb as pure Betrothed to a man so pure So to conceive a virgin Son Of a virgin mother’s womb. Soaring above the clouds With an Ivory crown of lauds Extolled … Continue reading Iya Rere
From far away Asia, I hear those dirge tunes of a sudden demise On the book that bear the faces, then I tried to recall; Felix Okunlola, That cleaned cassock gem from the lowly stead of Oyo catholic heritage. How easy it was to remember thee, flashes came to me of the hanging talking drum, … Continue reading Olorun Wa, Edumare Baba Wa…!
Those lyrics have my ears savored in the times of my ego Of the many hearts’ tale of Love experiences And many of sweet memories now gone to times ago. But my heart now has known, with no ecstasies Truths of this painful reality of a life shared but now in memories. Shall I fail … Continue reading Echoes of a Heart
This is a serious little tale Not of the Tiger that terrifies a terrain With its tireless tail But of the wood by the Blood’s rain. It is an ancient story Of the wood on rugged plain Calvary It was the bed- the death bed Of the holy one so dogged. And unto the believer, … Continue reading Eulogy of the Lamb’s Wood
It was in the midst of a deep Like a young plant on an arid ground so strange Trusting solely on its feeble roots, Tapping for the food in the earth And with the sunrise of a day so virgin, With leaves as of ears of a babe so transparent I soared so high … Continue reading ‘I Am Because You Are’
What is life? With it, we are born into it We meet people, we talk with our likes. By chance, Oh sorry! By fate, the mighty, the lowly we meet. The quest to live and not just to exist Takes us along the paths of aliens. Some are friends, there are also foes Some are … Continue reading Hood: Palace of the Poor
I have a friend, but he’s a king Not of a nation’s worlds But of the world’s nations. A king, Not of peoples but of kings and gods. If he so wishes, he has Emperors for guards as empires for a footstool Presidents to prepare his path And queens to wait at his table. His … Continue reading My King, My Friend
Acute dirges, the pulpit and the holy inscriptions The Dana site, indeed the going of the gone All re-echo its realness of all realities But man is a viator who lacks the experience of this final necessity. Behold carnal freshness! As the creamy massage, the daily nutrition The escape from sunny rays into nature’s coolness … Continue reading This Mortal Being
It was a journey we made together With heads high by Heroes past And voices that shut the sailors Coming across the Atlantic Our treasures to steal A journey for the future Building the rugged plains of Nigeria, Into the hopeful rays of an emerging wonder And when they are gone Power now rest with … Continue reading Blast But Alas!
At the river bank I sat, once in a naija neighborhood On a cool evening, when the sun was near its home Gazing at the flowing waters. With an admiration that flooded my being with serenity Lost in this nature’s wonder As filtered air calmed the nerves of my hairs. How blue the waters were … Continue reading An Evening by the River Side