September 11, 2025

Thorns And Thistles.part one

When in 2009 after his father died in 2005 with siblings he moved into the self contain apartment till January 2012 and then moved again into another a dividend and a row of six times tenancy turn over till they reached the bushy house.
Quite often when a tenant pays his or her rent regularly in the country does not justify the tenant in the good book of the landlord.He paid rents regularly on behalf of siblings in this self contain apartment.Then often times the landlord would come every December and they had arrangement that was later changed to bank transfer to his account at uyo at akwa ibom or Abuja where he had another property and possibly three properties detected.Previously a little escort of the tenant Blackpower to access bank branch in ikotun was enough to withdraw money and pay him cash and it lasted perhaps more than five years or thereafter to resort to bank transfer and later in the last two or several years before his demise the tenant made transfers through ATM machine and POS itself not well developed device as at the time.
However most memorable experience was the friendly attempt to betroth landlord daughter.He had a rapport with the landlord and they seemed discuss Nigerian politics,soccer and hardly personal and a bit of socially exclusive matter.Anyway had a jovial relationship with the landlord.Why?Because he paid his rent regularly and at least every February and in most cases every January and had commemorated him several times.
"Black power you pay me regularly and am impressed about that .The other tenant in the middle one pastor something hasn't paid me .Why am I even telling you sef.So keep it up."
"My landlord the landlord the only landlord in the whole world"
"Black power you re funny"
And they zoomed into politics and discuss extensively and was fond of zik of Africa.Aparently often times at December times,he was fond of drinking before conversation.
"See my tenant before we start our discussion go and buy two minerals from mama akin ."dipped hands in his rear pocket and handed over little quid to Blackpower to buy cold drinks.Then banged out and banged in with the drinks with the next door neighbors and immediately commenced the conversation.He started to suspect Blackpower the moment he belittled Zik was somehow indignant as an indigene of south south part of Nigeria a move undertaken by black power which was deemed as a rude gesture to the integrity of the region that was carved out of eastern and western region in those days say 1967 or thereabouts especially Midwestern region.
"You seem to be found of zik and I don't know why?"
"Habba, don't you get it Zik of Africa is the only hero in Nigeria."
"Where did you get your history from?"
"I should be telling you.I m educated person .I went to unilag and I moved with high and mighty and am a banker and I made my home in Lagos.I should be telling you."
"Like seriously, what!And so what does that have to indicate with the issues on ground,that zik is the only hero in Nigeria?"
"Listen to me..."black power interrupted as dropped his bottle of coca-cola and cleared his throat  a bit.
"See my landlord make I no offend you or let me offend for the first time.i will not aggregate your comment for once as honest remarks."
"Do you know what Zik did for Nigeria?"
"What did he do?"
"You don't know what he did!"
"What did he do that others or other founding fathers didn't do?"
"He gave Nigeria independence single handedly of course ".
"Landlord you re a pathological liar.
We discussed it the other times you re so fond of zik.Jise people.If I may ask which independence?"
"He was the main force"
"No single person gave independence to Nigeria.Is he greater than awolowos,akintolas,enahoros,okotie ebohs, Herbert Macaulays etcetera in the fight for independence?"
"All those ones are subordinates ?"
"Subordinates how?In the London constitutional conference of 1954 who was the most dominating force? Was it not awolowo who singlehandedly provided the philosophy for the nation's independence?What is not his argument on federalism that provided the building block of independence that another yoruba man funded?"
" Which Yoruba funded the independence?"
"It was funded by the first millionaire in black Africa Papa D'a Rocha.You mean you don't know papa da Rocha?He died in 1959 and could not witnessed the independence day celebration and Soyinka wrote the independence play dance of the forest.Awolowo made the independence possible and akintola motion failed where enahoros motion succeeded.
The only contribution was he was the first ceremonial president in Nigeria at independence.He started at senate president from being the last governor general of Nigeria at least you know that.Senator Nwafor Orizu took over the senate presidency after him."
"He was a journalist probably the first journalist and had the biggest brands of papers and biggest printing press in the country in Lagos in those days."
"You re wrong but the biggest printing press and highest brands of newspapers such as the west African pilot and observer etc you maybe right.But he was not the first journalist.Infact the Yoruba people that introduced all skills and education into black Africa mentored him in journalism after he graduated from American university.He was an editor at African morning post in Ghana a paper owned by a Yoruba man O.A.Fashanu."
"Where do you get your information from"
"I think you know my work?"
"You said you were a journalist?Just show me one of your publication "as they stood up and stand Infront of his bungalow that was later willed to her daughter optimistic she would marry Blackpower a prospect that later failed.Then suddenly the beligerent tenant zoomed into his adjoining apartment and brought out his publication just one of his  vanguard newspaper publications in an interview of a thespian professor Sola fosudo a Don at the Lagos state university "with his name pasted beneath story.
"Oh alright is on your business card too.I saw it .Thump up too.keep it up".Then he stopped the argument.
At other time when he returned back to Lagos for the usual collection times they bickered over unpaid rents a remainder of ten thousand.
"Where is my remaining ten k."
"Landlord I don't have money now"
"Okay bring 5k I write off the remainder "
"See I use to borrow money to pay your rent sometimes something you don't know.If I collect cash from tenants in Ogbomosho,I use it to pay you or borrow It to pay you quickly and that was why I was able to pay you quickly never failed for once every January"
"Okay at least thumb up for that too."
"Landlord I wanted to tell you something o"quickly immersed in a flash back and he called him back as he bade to leave.
"What is it? tell me"
"As you can see we never marry me and my siblings we need wives."
"Get on the streets and go find wife.What is my concern with that?"
"Oh no landlord listen give me your daughter for marriage at least make she born for me"He was shocked 
"You my darling daughter Maggie?"
"Yes"
"Let me think about it"as he departed and a year after he came back for the usual collection period and was surprised the story was all out.The daughter in question had visited several times from Abuja staying in the front apartment like his father and we got a good rapport.Then he confronted him and said
"What did you tell my father?"
"What did I tell your father ?"
"Do you want to deny?"
"Oh I could recall that incident now.The last time he came I said he should give you to me for marriage.
And at other time in one of our discussions he said can you handle her a well educated woman?She has second degree at least you know that."
"Pretty well.i can handle her."
"He embarrassed me in Abuja and said three men in my house in Lagos they never marry and one of them he will marry you.Go to Lagos go find husband."Maggie remarked .
"I said I like you"then they joked it off and for some time was fond of me and the man ceased coming to Lagos untill his death.During the latter part of his life they send him money either through POS or ATM machine.In the last year of his life black power failed to pay quickly in January and when he paid he had a remainder which was delayed.
"Black power where is my remainder of 20k ?"
"I don't have money now "
"So when are you going to pay ?"
" I don't know yet o"
"You re becoming stubborn now.I will tell my daughter to take action on you."
"Landlord this is Lagos not akwa ibom tenant who can defend himself well in court even has right more than landlord "then he barked off the call and not long after when the payment was made he died shortly and the daughter became landlady.Then she turned out to be repressive landlady against Blackpower for not pestering her with love gifts, romantic gestures consummate much earlier toastings and she increased rents and pestered him with outrageous NEPA bills unlike the method applied by late father.
To add salt to injustry the following year black power delayed rent payment full six months and was still adamant to pay and she threatened fire and brimstones.She also added pressure to the rent increase filed case with the lawyer and rent increased to one hundred and fifty thousand naira.The day she forcefully gained entrance into their apartment an attitude which was against the law he accused the siblings of damaging the property.
"Blackpower let me see the property"
"Don't you ever enter into the apartment behind my back okay" he gave her stern warnings after the first malicious entry and finding him stubborn perpetrated the acts in his absence seduced his brother to submission a too flexible white power 
"Let me enter the apartment to repair the property"
White power unaware of the warnings permited her to enter under duress.Then he came back home and white power complained.
"See landlady badged into the house to repair something.She accused us of spoiling her father's property and did some repair on  the parlor wall."
"And you allowed her to enter after I warned and also you never to allow anybody gain illegal entry into the apartment.Dont you get it? Forced  entry is a criminal offense a misdemeanor a treasonable felony"
" I don't know but she forced me under duress."
"And you allowed her?"Then black power either on promenade to new stand or visit to clients for interview sessions or media houses searching for gigs white power felt irritated and damaged the repairs she made and at another loose times by white power was able to badge in and took snapshots for evidence at the police station and so police came one morning.
"Who is black power"police corporal from igando police station 
"You re invited to the station for causing damage to the property.'
Then he called his lawyer and the phone rang ",sir I was arrested by the police.""oh don't struggle with them o just go to the police station and write your statement.I ll be there shortly."They entered into Keke napep and was taken to the police station in a jiffy as jealous onlookers and connivers and scorners mocked at a distant.
"Come and see they have arrested him.
Shame on him.he want marry landlady.He s now owing rent too.Stupid idiot.He toasted my daughter too."iya Rita mocked.
Then he followed the police and subservient wishes.
As they enter into the station with landlady at the back who later joined them,Blackpower sat down awaiting trial another police woman and also a prophetess called him.
"Young man come over here."as he moved closer and sat Infront of him closer to the Landlady who took the seat nearby passionate for everybit.This was after he had written a full page higher education narrative on the whole messy subject.
"Young man what is your problem?"
"I was accused of badly vandalized the landlady's property and not for owing rent six months into  the year."white power standing outside the same day unawared he might have been arrested for the property damage offence and when the damaged subject was invoked and suspect unveiled as white power the police woman says
"Bring him the offender lock him up"
"No officer I will take his place and cover my brother"
"No problem then enter sell on his behalf "
then black power was locked up in sell for a day and from the rent landlady just collected from Blackpower subject to intervention of pastor alab of African mission he was bailed the following day with 20k.The caretaker pastor was there and negotiated for his release.
While behind bars the mockery of his entry was particularly humbling based on the written statement against that he was owing landlady a huge sum of money.It became history when the clergy man intervened although Blackpower had suspected he was too light with the Landlady or might have been behind the incarceration subject allegedly that it had instigated the threat that landlord would increase rent perhaps to force them out and in one of their altercations the landlady was annoyed.
"How many years in my apartment now?"
"Close to ten years"
"A full decade?oh my god and you achieve nothing"and the next moment they were gone.The clergy was relieved to offer service for his release as being his Ogbomosho indigenes.
"You offer a good service for this young man"officer applauded
"Any little effort in the service of humanity I can offer for my nation I will gladly do it".

He had waited for an hour until several hours of extant trials and interrogations and hearings were concluded.Then he moved closer and sat close to the landlady.Then black power defended himself.
"Officer I was wrongly cheated in this relationship and the unfair treatment meted out to me by the landlord .She made forceful entry twice a criminal offense and the police came to my abode without any warrant of arrest.See the guys behind bars most of them thirty three there were innocent folks in there "
"See young man I saw a vision about you.If they say you have two or three houses in Lagos by now I will not be mistaken."her prophetic eyesight zoomed to high heavens and he pour more eulogy on his stars to the indignant remarks of jealousy landlady that implicated him.Then officer blessing as she was fondly called
"I see stars in your life and glory on your head.You re suppose to have many houses in Lagos now I repeat."she remarked once again.
"Why are you talking about him.Am the landlady here talk about me not him "
"Keep quiet please otherwise I'll locked you up like him.Your mumu  don do."
"Then black power threw the bombshell.
"See officer I toasted her and that was the original of my woe."
"You never can tell whether you would marry her at last"
"God forbid !Olohun ma je"Blackpower third sibling elder Sunday.
Sunny quickly went out after he was arrested and locked behind bars to buy 🍊 orange soft drink to the repugnant remarks of black power indignant about his attitude for the purchase as if he expected him to die or waste behind bars but he seemingly nevertheless understood the situation of justice in the country which was often been denied before being granted.
The stinky smell and rancid odour in the prison of twenty by twenty foot room with overcrowded inmates was particularly humbling to feel pity for the Nigerian situation.The police officer that was assigned to the prison took the register of inmates and reeled out names every morning and sometimes acquaintances and relations of the inmates brought food and resort to favouritism do occur and when an inmate is surrounded by loved ones and regular visits bribing the officer or DPO in charge such inmate could be released too quickly or fortunate with the moment of release.
A tragic incident happened one day behind bars a heavily frustrated woman in a counter blast grimaced his little boy.
"Pls help beat him is my boy too lazy he doesn't want to work"she sounded harshly and shouted over the counter as the officer pounded his head with police stick,as he struggled and resisted entry into the cell.Eventually compelled into the cell beaten mercilessly and he fell into coma.He woke up the next day.
More worrisome in a stinkpot a stinking situation of a woman in menstruation and so cumbersome with unkempt smell rent apart the air,putrid irresistible as the toilet stench.Two robbers of okada were caught and escaped and the other that struggled with the Police was brought in dead in the night with stolen okada.Black power had relayed the story to his sibling afterwards.
"You that is so stubborn and I knew you would struggle with the police you should they arrest you and lock you up for the house damage incidence."
"Uhmmmmm.thank you brother.Am sorry."
"I knew it anything could happen and I decided to cover you.Still you don't remember what mummy said,'your brother loved you '.You need to see how the police beat the indolent and insolent boy to a coma .oh my gosh .They beat him mercilessly and he was in coma lying down almost dead at evening time and he could not wake up till the next morning."
"You save me brother."
"Anybody playing strong head don't go to station and you do that o.They will beat the person to a coma with police sticks."
"Apeja" meaning fisherman"you saved me brother "
Not unaware of the damage caused at the property had chastised sibling for that petty action.
"I damaged that repair bro"
"You mean you damaged what?two wrongs do not make a right and he who goes to equity must go with clean hands?"
"She forced herself on us ."
"No matter what what you did was wrong."
"Don't you know I was arrested on your behalf and locked up instead for your offence.I can't go to court again.When the police interrogated who did the damage to the repairs and I said it was my brother and the interrogating Poli ce woman said bring the guy he should be arrested and I said no he s my brother and I will cover him and they locked me up on your behalf.Dont you get it!"
"Am sorry i didn't know."this was the conversation they had after police released Blackpower from detention a day behind bar returned to his senses covered his brother from being locked up.
With return from prison his uncle had heard the incidence of unpaid rent and was ashamed of his lineage and the family good name being dragged into the mud and called black power due to his sister's briefings from Abuja and the pressure piled on them to leave the landlady apartment.
"Leave that apartment with immediate effect"eldest brother from London called 
"I Ve sent money to your account leave that place the landlady is an evil woman.She s a devil's workshop arrant devil a devil's incarnate and if he could arrest you with so much bitterness he could do anything to kill you."
" Uhmmmmm"
"Leave the premise okay."
"Then the sister sensitized uncle jony a university lecturer who later passed on due to another incident was related to  health issues.What unfortunate incident to an uncle who was shortly after his death awarded professorship at the university of ife.Then uncle says 
"Black power why didn't you pay your rent.I was told you did not pay rent ten years rent.You disgrace my sister.What is your wrong with you?"
"It was a lie just a smearing campaign.Before I was arrested I had paid my rent and I paid rent every year."
"Are you saying educated woman don't know what she was saying?"
"Did my sister says that?Mind you educated what?"
"She has masters and you didn't have varsity education."
"You know why all this trouble uncle?"
"What?"
"I roasted I toasted her"
"Shut up.You didn't have university education and she might even be the angel at last."
"Which angel? She's an evil lady.Educated illiterate".
"You mean somebody that has second degree doesn't know a thing.You re too arrogant."
"Ask her anything about economics she doesn't know.We debate on Philip curves,we talk on econometrics,linear programming,stage theories,Marxian theory of surplus,who says demand create it's own supply and vice versa, neoclassicals and classicals . monetary management,great economists and their theories at least mention the prominent ones she doesn't know.What else can you know in your life if in these basics in economics and economic history you don't know. I find out later that she was buying lecturers like her ilks"he blasted her
"That is not my point.You have to be serious.My sister and her husband didn't end up well and I don't want you to repeat the mistake and I pray for you you shall live a glorious lifetime with happy endings.They left tons of properties at home and you should go back home and look after them.You shall end well .okay."
"Amen"
Shortly after they moved into the bushy area his uncle jony died and a year or two thereafter the last but senior uncle crown also passed one.He was fond of his tautology.
"You re only eating in Lagos."This means Im Yoruba parlance "onje nikan Le nje leko"and his upbeat and moral concern to revive family silver was his major concern until his demise.
"When re you going to revive fruito?"indirectly grumbled this axiom till his death.Black power had wonderful family like almost every Nigerian house hold proud of their genealogies regardless of their internal wranglings.

The ordeal of tenant challenges gripping the simply average Nigerians was a full account of public sympathy and public empathy for any citizen in the country.Shortly after a decade in the yemisi okelola street,they moved into the unity street often crossed in into the enclosure from African mission street a short cut to unity street.The dilapidated and abandoned property after the demise of the owner took several years of desertion and desolation where thorny bush ravaged the environment of the shabby building with leaky roofs and grotesque voices of the crickets and nocturnal horror sounding creatures in the thicky bush.Then afterwards of the erstwhile threat and departure from the compounds of former landlady who took over the property after his own father died,they moved into the abandoned areas.The first immediate surrounding not far from the thorny bush was cleared by black power in the lonely period when his siblings were away at work places.
The thorny bush in the most egregious inclemency stood impenitently like a rock of Gibraltar as it were when the black power family moved into the bushy enclave enclosed with thorns and thistles .
None a machismo daring enough to wield the purgatory intense badly needed by the environment to make it clean.Therefore it became a thorn in the flesh and sometimes at night the childish elements cavort around and shriek at the evening times making love in the enclosed bush with such shrieks and epicurean moan to suggest the intricate happenstance of the unholy hours.Sometimes marauders took infraction to raid the bushy terrain with shouts of thieves rampaging the mini forest.
"Ole! Ole!! Ole !!!"a bullied passerby raved in the broad daylight combing the vicinage in search and chase of suspected thieves plowing the areas.
"Landlord is coming if you don't cut the bush. if you cut off those mess we ll have peace."another passer cajoled
"This is Lagos a civilised metropolis.Goddamn it"a local gin seller boasted
"I saw snakes and reptiles yesterday.Dont you get it"caretaker pastor noted
"Black power go and cut am angry with you"
The rage had enforced him to cut the bush in record but half completed.Although they had cut it off completely when they first moved in and kayode kola sibling had cleared the thicky bush two years ago and it grew rapidly with the rain fall to current position.Then one day the caretaker had summoned courage to brief the landlord of the unholy activities and the insensitivity of his tenants and he came one day banging the door and only black power was around with siblings scampered off to work.
"Who is in the house"
"Who is around,your landlord is around come out"
"I tell you they re not critically responsible to the situation around.i will take the house from thm and give it to church."landlady raged
"Oh madam from frying pan to fire.To give it to them is that easy you mean for the church people but to get it back is the problem."
"They won't leave"the civil servant from the council retorted"
"Why re you my tenant ? Won't you come out?"as black power eased hurriedly in the toilet came out with dread and escorted them to raging scene and furiously rage in their goofs of pointificates.
"What re you doing in this place that you can't cut this thicky bush?"
"So lazy so useless.You can't clean your environment."Landlord stood adjoining the landlady who now sat on the cemetery where they buried the late landlord shouted on top of his voice.They cited the instances of old widow around or near the building.
"You re so lazy you can't even clear the bush and see the old widow her surrounding was cleared ,safe and sound.Haba."
Your mumu don do okay.If I come back next time and I don't see you clear this thicky bush I will get you expelled from the house.okay.Is that's clear"landlady stood up from the grave yard.
"Am all ear sir.We will clear it."
"Why don't you clear it before?"
"We did but it grew up so quickly."
"Am warning you for the upteempth time I must not see it next time if I come around.Is that clear.Cant you speak?"
"Yes sir"Then they cooled down and moved around the uncovered well.
"Absolutely you re not responsible when you move in here you saw the well water opened and you can't even close it haba!"
"Am exhausted landlady.See go find an improvised cover to lid it if you cannot afford to pay welder.Did you hear me?"
"Yes sir"black power retorted in dread.Then as they heaped traduce on black power they heaped eulogy on the caretaker of the property and his altruism for managing the property while away.The alaka family moved from the property after the demise of their late family and some traveled overseas and they buried the decease in the same property.
"We re lucky the pastor is managing the property for us.Thank you pastor"as the landlady turned back to greet him once again warmly."
"No mention "
"I once chased away a tenant here.A lazy woman who would not clean the bush."
The pathetic civil servant a stone throw away from their discussion overseeing sanitation services at the council who was beckoned to intervene in the matter alongside the caretaker began to interrogate the matter facing black power.
"Hello young man as tenant here you re suppose to cater for the sanitation of the around.Wait a minute what is your avocation?"council man said 
"Oh am a journalist by profession"
"Jesus a respectable journalist for that matter.Venerable men of the fourth estate.And they re yabbing you like this?"
"We use to cut and it often times quickly grows up."
"Anyway try okay.I will live you now because of your profession and council will not be notified of the sanitation offence.Take care."
"Much thanks sir"as the threatening entourage with the enthralled sanitation officer winced away in the enclosed passage into the next street of African mission from unity street heaping praises on the caretaker and incidentally also the pastor of the African mission a ministry with two or three acres of land in the street adjoining taiwo street and the yemisi okelola street in which the black power and two siblings once lived for a decade prior to exit into the alaka house.
Alaka prior to his demise according to story from the hag or harridan or the next door neighbor to black power siblings a virago at one point in her low senses belched the anecdotes.Alaka hailed from Oyo state same with black power and siblings built the now leaky bungalow of four bedrooms and settled down in the place and lived there until his demise as evidence by the graveyard.The well water in the region was a beehive of free citizens in the area fetching free water for daily survival.
They drove into the African mission street with mordern jeep Wrangler and the sanitation officer was caught in the excitement when the clergy man interrogated the landlord the son of the Landlady wore a designer T.shirt and poshy jeans.
"So where re you now?"pastor inquired
"I just came back from the states."switched to a video call with her sister in the state unleashed the camera on himself and black power standing nearby "
See the old men living in your house."laughing mockingly and it latter dawned on black power the critique sense of the intimidating mockery looking down ignominiously like a criminal.The ordeal of landlord tenant was certainly not juicy one a trouble some spots in the country and require egalitarian approach from regulatory authority to redress the ugly situation.

September 10, 2025

Forlorn Roses

Now shall the shallow blood warm fendeth raw upon the fuller's soap,
And lookest thy crystal glass in thy feelest cold ,
To straw the sum of thy kindred account with the vilest roses 
As lusty treasures benign leaps of sunken eyes
And your beloved elopes the substerfuge of forlorn times
The wrinkles of shrinking violet bespattered the golden usury of thriftless eulogy for summon of oracles in the leapfrog of yonder heights,
Then let not thy hideous steam bedraggle beneath nuances of your harmattan haze
Where the beauty of sweet treasure forbidd the usury of distilling showers in beautiful spring 
Can happiness be loaned from a loan book and be ten times sweeter by its lustre than honey combs?
Then what could happiness amiss do if thou shouldest fail to pluck it from the vineyard of pyrhic victory
Leaving thee bland for posterity?
Feeble hands with feeble eyes in dunk dotards reeleth to pay homage not adorned by feeble feet
Why cravest wanton dire in displeasing notes 
All in the silly vile to dote the beautiful songs caroling the fantasy of the beautiful dreams,
As fast as thou shalt fade with forlorn times,
So fast shall thou growest in sunny times 
Whereon estranged folly begat thee knight of old 
And then behold your sweet roses begat thee stardom of sunny times 
That you say 'many are the uses of adversity '
But in unthrifty land of forlorn times 
"adversities are the uses of prosperity '
To make the bait for the moult of forlorn times 
Changes cometh in the beautiful spring to the sinking shore
Where many miles of viles and encroaching miles evanesce in broken flights 
O that you may dope 'many are the uses of adversity 'even much more as the forlorn times day 'adversities are the uses of prosperity '.
Princes and princesses of gold pluck the golden stars from forlorn times 
Where wilderness sands as wilderness ramblings pluck their golden robes .
Behold now your beneath and pluck thy golden roses from forlorn times.
Oh not the forlorn times but forlorn roses of the golden hills.





Toni Morrison Vs Wole Soyinka

There can be no doubt Wole Soyinka as the greatest black man ever has produced the best and the highest population black leadership in millions that black Africa and black folks world wide ever had.I have extensively undergo magnanimous transformation of my medulla about everything I knew about Kongi and what I did found was more than astonishing.Being the first nobel,he was a fellow inspirer to latter Nobels and certainly influenced the accomplishment of Tony Morrison first black female Nobel in black Africa world wide.
Tony Morrison like Derek Walcott and Nadine Gordimer was fond of Kongi and had championed his courses and advocacies worldwide.She saw Wole Soyinka as prime motivation an inspirational figure and personal excitement about kongi was expressed in a 2024 piece in The Republic that discusses her advocacy for him.The Soyinka lecture delivered at the Toni Morrison lecture series in 2016 entitled Sweet Are the Uses Of Adversity,was particularly enthralling.
First we examine the checkered antecedence of the first female black Nobel from her first novel The Bluest Eyes published in 1970 to the controversially acclaimed Songs of Solomon brought her to national limelight and earned her National Book Critics Circle Awards.
Winfrey once wrote on Instagram "In the beginning was the word Toni Morrison took the word and turned it into the songs of Solomon ,of sula, beloved, mercy and paradise love and more." Then she says "She was our conscience .Our seer.Our truth teller.She was a magician with language who understood the power of words.She used them to roil us,to wake us,to educate us and help us grapple with our deepest wounds and try to comprehend them."
Over the years her intimidating laurels and honours certainly speaks volumes of her checkered antecedence . Apparently she was decked with trophies such as Pulitzer prize ,the nobel prize, presidential medal of freedom awardedbto her by president Obama in 2012 and also awarded with the Legion de Honneur.
Obviously she came to her senses one day only to find out according to her the book she wanted to read did not exist and she had to change the world by contributing her quota to black freedom.It took her five years to write Bluest eye and during the period moved to New York city and started her publishing career.She published books by Muhammad Ali, Henry Dumas and Angela Davis.Bluest eye came out with an Initial print runs of 2,000 copies .She resigned in 1983 from Random house and focused on full writing and published Beloved in 1987 at the time of a year after Soyinka got a Nobel.It was a story of slave set in the middle of findesiecle who kills her own baby.When the novel failed to receive her deserved attention and improved the shortlisting on national book award petition from 48 writers signed protest letter accusing the publishing industry of "Oversight and harmful whimsy ".
While complaints were bandied about by writers despite her international status that she has yet to receive the prestige that her five major works of fiction deserve,be it Pulitzer or nobel.And surprisingly five months later the much vaunted awards rolled him in a flux.Beginning from Pulitzer or national book award won by the book Beloved and by 1993 became the first black woman to win the Nobel topped up with national book foundation in 1996 and national humanities medal four years after.
While reacting to the shooting of Travyon Martin he outlined two things":Two things I want to see in life.One thing is a white kid shot in the back by a cop.Never happened.The second thing I want to see:a record of any white man in the entire history of the world who has been convicted of raping a black woman.Just one." 
She once called Bill Clinton the nation's first black president in 1998 in the attempt to defend him as a black woman "writing without the white gaze".Her last book of essay collection Mouth Full Of Blood was published in 2019 her last year on earth.
We examined how Wole Soyinka influenced black writers of which Morrison was a paramount ensembles laying wreath and garland at the feet of prime motivation the Kongo himself.Her most powerful word"We die"she said "that maybe the meaning of life.But we do language.That maybe the measure of our lives."
It is not for nothing Margaret Atwood call her "A giant of her times and ours.....That her strong voice will now be missing in this age of the renewed targeting of minorities in the united states and elsewhere is a tragedy for the rest of us."
In the collection of interviews comprising of black  creative thinkers and nobels like wole Soyinka,Tony Morrison, Michelle Obama,bonded into a book chronicled by Sarah Ladipo Manyika ,publisher Margaret Busby,poet Claudine Rankine,historian Henry Louis Gates jnr.,film maker Xoliswa Sithole to name a few.The interview was done on the occasion of his third novel Chronicles from the land of happiest people on earth which sees reflect on the theme of his works mainly friendship which he described as" almost a mystical things".
Let me quote or reproduce it here for readership sake or the full write up by Sarah ":





“Friendship, to Me, Is What Saves One’s Sanity”: Wole Soyinka
In this excerpt from Sarah Ladipo Manyika’s Between Starshine and Clay, the Nobel laureate and his friend Henry Louis Gates, Jr. remember another friend: the late Toni Morrison.
Sarah Ladipo Manyika

 “Friendship, to Me, Is What Saves One’s Sanity”: Wole Soyinka
Between Starshine and Clay: Conversations from the African Diaspora is a collection of interviews by Sarah Ladipo Manyika. Her guests are prominent Black creatives, thinkers, leaders, and organizers, including Nobel laureates Wole Soyinka and Toni Morrison, former US First Lady Michelle Obama, poet Claudine Rankine, publisher Margaret Busby, historian Henry Louis Gates, Jr., filmmaker Xoliswa Sithole, actor and playwright Anna Deavere Smith, US Senator Cory Booker, parliamentarian Lord Michael Hastings, and civil rights activist Pastor Evan Mawarire. The book, with an introduction by Bernardine Evaristo, was listed among our Anticipated Books of 2023.

The interview below, with Soyinka, is excerpted from the much longer one in the book. Done on the occasion of his third novel, Chronicles from the Land of the Happiest People on Earth, it sees him reflect on a theme in his works: friendships, something he describes as “almost a mystical thing.” And one of his friends makes a cameo: Henry Louis Gates, Jr.

Sarah Ladipo Manyika - Between Starshine and Clay

Wole Soyinka: In Conversation
Sarah Ladipo Manyika:

Your latest novel, Chronicles from the Land of the Happiest People on Earth, is, among other things, a story of lifelong friendships. I found it to be a novel that moves to the beats of Fela Kuti and, in visual terms, it made me think of William Hogarth’s painting of eighteenth century London and of Yinka Shonibare’s more contemporary images. It also had a particular personal resonance because I grew up in Jos, one of the main locations for this novel. The novelist Ben Okri said of this novel: ‘This is a novel written at the end of an artist’s tether. It has gone beyond satire. It is a last dance macabre.’ Professor Soyinka, was this book written at the end of your tether?

Wole Soyinka:

Ben Okri, when I see him, I’m going to hammer his head because that particular quotation keeps cropping up and I can understand why. To some extent it is true. I’ve explored this theme, as you remarked, through various genres, including poetry, which in the course of reading I found myself uncharacteristically breaking down. It was as bad as that, when I attempted to read A Humanist Ode for Chibok, Leah I could not complete it. So, this thing has gone beyond mere poetizing, it’s gone beyond fodder for creative transformation, for creative mauling, reconfiguring of realities, even beyond a prospectus for survival. So, Ben is absolutely spot on there. At the same time, however, it is not at the end of one’s tether for the simple reason that there is a challenge implicitly embedded in it. When there’s a challenge, it means you are actually saying that this is not the end of the story; that it’s sufficient to be able to hold up a distorting mirror in an unaccustomed way to a community of which one is a part and from whose existence one takes one’s own definition, has done for decades. And so, that element of challenge, which I hope is apparent there, means that one hasn’t really given up on the nation, on the people, even if one thinks it’s about time one bowed out.

Sarah Ladipo Manyika:

Friendship has always seemed to be something really important to you. We see this in both your fiction and non-fiction, and your latest novel has friendship at its center. The last memoir you wrote, You Must Set Forth at Dawn, was a homage to Femi Johnson, and your latest novel is also dedicated to him, Dele Giwa and Bola Ige. You’ve had so many interesting friendships across the years—from the poet Christopher Okigbo to scholar Professor Henry Louis Gates, Jr., and to your fellow Nobel laureates, Bertrand Russell and Toni Morrison.

A few years ago, I had the opportunity to interview Toni Morrison in her home. In her bathroom there are many amazing photographs, one of which was of her with you—a lovely black-and-white photograph. I mentioned this to Toni as we sat down, saying, “Oh, I’ve just seen one of my countrymen”—you see, my Nigerian pride—“I’ve just seen Professor Wole Soyinka in your bathroom.” She said, “Oh yeah, we used to go to Paris and we’d go and have meetings and talk—elegant talk—and solve world problems. And Soyinka always knew how to solve everything.” And then the two of us said in unison, “He still does.” Then she responded, mimicking a deep voice, “Yes, yes! In that voice he has.” So, in that deep voice you have, can you tell us a story about Toni Morrison?

Soyinka:

Well, first I came to Toni Morrison through her works and I said, “This really is genius writing.” I cannot recall when we first met, probably because when we met eventually it was like I knew her already, like we’d already met. But from the very first-time moment, we bonded. There’s no question at all about that. And I set about trying to bring her to Nigeria right away to meet other writers. And then we’d go out together. And she was responsible for an expression which left such an impression on me. She said, “I’m going to take you out to this restaurant. The cooking there, it’ll knock your socks off.” I’d never heard that expression in my life. I said, ‘What?’ She said, “It will knock your socks off!” Well, maybe because in Africa we wear sandals most of the time, who wears socks? Only the gentry! It’ll knock your socks off, and that image was something that came from her language.

It was her language and it endeared me. And more than that, however, was her sensibility toward the problems of the African continent. She was very much involved. She’d ask questions, sort of how-could-that-be-going-on kind of questions. Genuine concern. And so I saw, as we say in Nigeria, she was another country woman, but a very, very close one. Friendship to me is what saves one’s sanity, friendship is seeking nothing, no advantage from the other person, but always knowing that it is there, that it’s assistance if you need it. And you simultaneously are ready any time. It’s almost a mystical thing. Those who have experienced genuine friendship should appreciate how very lucky they are, because it’s not often, to actually say this is a genuine friend. I have had some very deep friendships with people, like Femi Johnson, who you mentioned.







Between Starshine and Clay: Conversations from the African Diaspora
In Dependence
Like a Mule Bringing Ice Cream to the Sun
Sarah Ladipo Manyika by James Manyika
Sarah Ladipo Manyika
Sarah Ladipo Manyika is the author of the best-selling novel In Dependence (2009) and the multi-shortlisted novel Like a Mule Bringing Ice Cream to the Sun (2016), which have been translated into several languages. Her work has appeared in Granta, The Guardian, The Washington Post, and Transfuge, among others."
Obviously it shows strategically a little bit bonding and I suspect Henry Louis gates also in the interview collection doing all the connection stuff.Though they met in their stardom definitely Soyinka altered the literature for black race in general 

O Brotherhood Of the Crucifix.part one

A clew on diffidence could be the cleat 
Pinching a cleft to click and clench
towards the appogee
Of scenario hunting and sunny times.
Wrenched the clay of the claymore mine and strokes of claustrophobic romped into clatter and rattles of agoraphobia,
 A clangor of hazy clangers clanging in clandestine clappers to run like the clappers 
Could not be clarified to guarrantee clarts' eschew from the claptrap of hazy clouds enroute the sunny times ,
Neither a vacuous entourage enthralled 
Nor the clampy afficionados detached from the folklores of the impuissant knots.
Beyond the clarity of the clapperboard,the claque keeps its unruly reprisal,
O fomented in the clasp of clarion calls for the neplulstra.
Not with the recklessness of clasp knife did he butcher their class consciousness from clarts into classy vogues.
And clanking and clanging clamshells obnoxiously into clamourous reckoning of fitful clamour 
Understood by the claded cinch of the civvies street.
Churlish circuitous circus on the cinders,punctured by cicatrices 
When the chuckles finally sprouted it was like a chuck that chuted,
O chucking out the churly cicerones
A chunk of chuggy chums amidst the motley of chunky chumps .
A bad chronology of chuming chummies perhaps not chronometered by the voyage of the seas.
Are the victorious and chivalrous cicerones the chiselers hallucinatedly chiving the civvies with their chock-a-blocked chivvies?
Armchair critics defied their chiselings in the chit chat, 
Doppingly chinwag chinwaging at chirpy noon
The chink came from sarabesa where Maximus was not exculpated from the pyrates reprisal 
The ilks of chinless wonders peddling this bland aluvia unleashed the impetuous chinks
From the chip at to the chip in,this hombre saith unto tumulus,a minnow clothed with chinchilla:
" Thou shalt succumb to thy kismet Maximus was aboveboard and not a china shop bull.keep your chins with him;for great is the journey of freedom "
"Yeah vox dei did inquire in the market place and there probity with him an undiluted motherfucker."
And then chevalier and chessmen across his gait debunked the chestnut and chanted the hurray.
"Maximus Maximus, Maximus 
Vox dei
Maximus Maximus Maximus 
Vox Populi"
Tumulus a chain smoker too bombarded with cheese pairing Cheekbone crestfallen cheesed beyond compare still cheery to absorb the vox dei rantings.
'No hatchet whatsoever aluta continua"chaffed but not the cheap jack to loop chauvinism for prejudice.
The camaraderie was intense hardly ebbed in the mudbath of trenches ,
Clangored brotherhood of the cross, brotherhood of the crucifix
Beyond Charybdis of enemy's chatter guns,
Stuck to brother hood like a beautiful chassis,
Maximus ovation swung into vox dei statusquo ,
O astonishing from the mere caviar to the general,
Where chivalry their common wealth above the cesspool of perfidy 
As chattels and chateau of the golden valley ,
Whisked them to the Himalayas of the golden hills 
 Tis the bay of alupluto pact sealed ,
Were like Siamese twins incontrovertibly  his chef d'oeuvre in warring times.
The indelible chaperons of the knights of Old,
Beyond the immoderate primrose bank Indulgent in the colours of rainbow,
As they singlehandedly ere the ascendancy of Sullivan's,
Paradigm shifted centre of gravity into centripetal force from the centrifugal forest of warfare.
Whereon all cavalry men in nigh and distant places clustered 
Exit the cauldron into the city of gold from his cat's paw 
Dunking a drop of cat and mouse, catalepsy, catafalque and cataract of the casus beli ,
Trumping cause celebres for catatonic burglar of freedom at alupluto.
At noon time tumulus had caroused his childhood memoirs 
His unceremonious exit from our lady of mount Carmel for the pyrates union
Did it not belch the fact of providential carthorse ?
A lustrous expedition was bothered by divine mercy to unfriend piety
Though still hagiographical to the smother
Of the atheistic carousal and tease by tumulus .
Hail the brotherhood of the cross
O brotherhood of the crucifix 

September 9, 2025

Sweet things

Sweet things 
Sweet sweet things 
Happened to sweet hearts
After trials
But not sweet things
 before stale things
At the end of stale things 
Sweet sweet sweet things 
Roll in endlessly 

Sweet things

Sweet things 
Sweet sweet things 
Happened to sweet hearts
After trials
But not sweet things
 before stale things
At the end of stale things 
Sweet sweet sweet things 
Roll in endlessly 

The World Is Neither flat Nor Round

Look before you leap
Crawl before you walk 
Walk before you run
Run before you walk 
And start the journey 
Of destiny 
In both clockwise 
And counter clockwise 
Direction 
Do you hear me?
The world is neither flat
Nor round

An Odyssey Of the Kilometer Radius.part two

To get over the dread of unforeseen posterity, a major kernel  for survival was the chronic debates on the Nigerian context.The debates in igando was particularly inferior inference to the golden forays of ikotun newsstand debates and dialogues depending on the unfolding scenario of headlines, editorials and news related prejudice of the day tilted in the battle royale of the meretricious , bombastic and verbose discussants.He made a couple of acquitances and fewer friends and most fiends in the newsstands and the igando newstand was not an exception.The inspiration for instance in the company registered erupted out of envy in one of  the courses of debates.He met a fellow ogbomosho guy popularly called Tunde Ogbomosho and they much related well over time ranging from various discussions.He was involved in oil trade and barely understood the preponderance of registered company.
"Good morning Tunde,your oil trade banging what's the latest?"
"We brought a white man and lodged him in an hotel,only for certain unscrupulous bankers to connive with him and swindled us"
" If you re sure and have verifiable evidence go to court."
"That will be difficult "
"Do you have a registered company?"
"Nope"
"You mean you don't have a registered company and you re involved in a heavy transaction like this?Quite a risky thing to do"his face went red and hardly flinch his crystal thought,felt sense of awe and betrayal spilling from his sordid cheeks emaciated by the gully erosion of the stern but stylistic rebuke.
"No problem.i knew a man of God pastor ojo at the bakare bus stop with the office in the big shopping complex is going to register your company.You can at least start with business name.i met the pastor through my brother white power and this is his contact"he goggled the contact from his GSM and lo gave him the information"This is pastor adebola contact call him and say white power brother black power gave you his contact.Tell him to register your company "his spirit rose and much excited at the offering and shortly heaved a sigh of relief.
"I will try"his sullen cheeks recovered and light up.
Two weeks there after as black power proceeded in the promenade towards the newsstands,he met Tunde coming from bakare bus stop with the packaged documents three paged documents of registered business name in his hand beautifully packaged.Blackpower face lit with envy and anger perhaps bruised with schock.
"Tunde you did register the company right?"
" Yeah,I was coming from pastor ojo now with the documents see!"as he stopped and handed over the bigger envelope to black power to witness.And lo black power took the interest too.
"You inspired me too.I will register too.If not for you I will have reached fifty years of age to do same."he returned the paper exchange pleasantries and departed.At the time he was forty and the following weeks elder brother forwarded foreign currency and withdraw it for foodstuffs.
He stood at the wardrobe and spoke"
White power let us register our first company.Tunde registered company."
"Good go and register the company.Are we going to be eating food only for the rest of our lives?Are we gluttons?"white power rebuked
"You re right.I will go to bakare tomorrow."he closed the wardrobe and went to sleep.He reached bakare at about 12 am on the dot and conversed with the pastor.
"Did you see Tunde that came to register company?"
"Oh the guy from Ogbomosho?"
"Yes,he collected his certificate of business name recently.So you send him."
"I gave him your contact."
"How much do you register business name?"
"Twenty five thousand "
"Private limited liability how about that?"
"One twenty thousand "
"Quite expensive.I have fifteen thousand here .I will give you the rest later"
"Bring it "as he handed over the little sum.
"What names are you using?"
"Middlesex cosmos "
"Oh let me check is available?"
"Can I use it?"hesitant 
"Add resource making it Middlesex cosmos resource"
" okay "
"Give us a month at least.O you seem to have good names.All the names you presented are actually nice.You ll be giving us names.You can come up with good names"
"I will try .So a month right"
"Yes"he departed 
He came back in a month time climbing the weary staircase of the three story complex building met the secretary who chatted briefly before he met him.
"Your documents is ready.You Ve sent your fund right still remain a token.Where is my balance of one thousand five hundred?" His face went red and coloured with blood.
"Pastor,I brought Tunde here and we agreed should I bring any client you would get me a commission and you didn't give me a dime from Tunde whom I recommended to you."
"And so what?"
"I didn't complain".
"So bring my change .When re you coming back?"
"I don't know.I don't have money now.i will let u know."he handed over his certificate of business name to him and black power departed having been spurred to register the company based on Tunde's determination and grit.
He had accompanied his brother in one of the outings to the complex and could recall the debt
"So you won't bring my money ."
"I brought you a client and the client too brought several clients and you didn't give me a dime why?"
"Bring my money okay."
"You don't do your part of the bargain.Why re you complaining?After all my unpaid token won't make a millionaire.Dont you get it?"
"Bring my money if you don't want to see the other side of me.Do you hear me?"
His reddish face disfigured his beautiful white shirts bespectacled with sullen cheeks as black power departed.
It was a major leap forward for the family that came to Lagos to revive the family.Although the registration was inadequate until private limited liability company was done a decade after and was as predicted age fifty.This rhymed with the golden prophecy of late patriarchy when he says" these my children won't make it until they re fifty "Moses prognosticated in a sojourn visit in one of the uncompleted buildings they frequented in Lagos and it was exactly accurate
"I can't believe it dad was actually a great prophet too"black power recalled in a chat with white power 
"Mum lamented her husband saying 'God take me away and let these children become what you desire of them.Take me away and bless them please "
"Oh you recall mum's thought too like your sister.Incredible.He killed himself tired of living and his belief to receive his divine inheritance was not realized."
"Mum passed on in igando before we registered the company in 2016 at Tunde's prompt."white power reminisced again.
They traded not with the company registered and still rely on tenants stuff to survive in addition to returns from domiciliary revenue.
The eldest brother was a decade old immigrant in Great Britain due for dual citizenship and was granted and used dual passport to travel round the world married to a British woman with five kids like his Dad.He had traveled to Melbourne, Edinburg and back to London . Black power 's reflection barely forget and was ecstatic about started it when brother began world tour with his big bang pop music group.This grew the revenue in the domiciliary and when they recall the incidence in wasaap call, sometimes tears of joy rolled down black power's soaked cheeks, specifically about the importance of brothers' unity not cringing in the face of adversity to triumph beyond their challenges and entreat themselves with beautiful expedition.
The expedition of the kilometer radius no matter how little considering the little effort towards company registered cannot be forgotten in a jiffy and near emigration was a sacred memoir to life in general.
Throughout the hectic period the debates and intellectual development and persistent research in addition to the pursuit of the purpose in life was certainly the prime motivation behind the survival and triumph of their accomplishments.
Hardly had he moved into igando two or three years after 2009 that the traffic in the king's enclave quadrupled at terrifying proportion.Quite a worrisome nightmare in the astonishing dimension of bumper to bumper mould.He sat at the brt bus stop and began to converse in the flashy dunk of the ensuing debate orchestrated by LASTMA 's stop and check points a despicable trio of nepotism, corruption and bribery.

An Oddysey Of the Kilometer Radius

The stinkpot and the stinking atmosphere of black power 's wilderness trial quite scintillating especially the blogger's anecdotes considering the magnitude of concerns been faced in a struggling lifetime of an average Nigerian man . Apparently quite humbling to any psyche in perseverance when reflection is done over its proportion.Blackpower 
With cranky darting eyes goggled the length and breadth of the kilometer radius for a good  chunk of wonderful decade culminating in their movement to Lagos island and eventful dispatch to London to meet eldest sibling and onward to New York.This was suggestive of the fast changing scenario of the Lagos hectic life and the first hand information of the wanderlust scrolling on the promenade across the radius.Penniless for the transport fares quivering the wandering groin, rusticated shoes scathing the ground with wobbling feet cannons of sometimes hungry wolf in the gnawing fists of bountiful tremors.He trodded as his groaning feet trudged the tarred roads of igando to ikotun in the often busy pedestrian route watching with crystal delight of chatolic church members sometimes at mass session and the daily parades of students returning home from their schools namely igando primary and junior secondary schools on both side of the divide as he moved from church busstop towards bakare busstop where his brother white power once worked and often times walked down to masalashi  bus stop where he also worked at the king's delight bread was located.Thence he moved at random times like a jerk towards ikotun roundabout where the new stand was a beehive of street parliamentarians at the so called onward new stand.A sacred visit and sometimes hibernation of two decades worth of discovery and recovery in the plight of human development.
The making of a child is not complete without the full edition of intellectual evolution in sharp contrast to the growth of traditional arts.The former often happens when the child is freed on his own to formulate his viewpoint about everything and the world.Often times it does transpires as independent working man but much better if it starts so soon prior to exit from the rigid confines of parental tutelage and not as much good when it begins so much later with dreary interest percolation of late interest could hardly go far when the critical responsibility of making family work for the new guy building new generation has creeped in.Hence wole Soyinka was right to say You must set forth at dawn .The feat of readership had begun much earlier at his home town sometimes part of the home work to read not just a paper a day but the entire gamut of newspaper brands of the day often well laid in the father's room.He was particularly fond of financial times in those days with bulk large jumbo paper moulds makes for interesting read beyond the usual concord,punch and guardian and daily times a common occurrence in his daddy's room comprising of his dad's bed and adjoining sister's bed.Afterwards of his eldest brothers' departure to schools in Ibadan and Lagos,black power had moved from dad's room into eldest brothers room relished the presence of two beds at plush times.The room had been turned into his improvised library and began scripting novels and Poetry at least twelve by age.Compounded with access to newspapers,imported books from overseas and radio programmes on variegated topics ranging music to story life like tales by moonlight etcetera were imbibed quite earlier like any attentive child during his school days and thereafter after school exit.Much accustomed to this tradition,the animation of the animal spirit of the tradition barely transmogrified on getting to Lagos in 1995.The first port of passionate call on getting to ikotun in Lagos was the vendor stand culminated into becoming a vendor for five good years before he bowed out and when they moved to igando hardly changed the tradition of checking papers early morning and much interesting early morning when he became a freelance reporter which by twist of fate for the illiterate black power was begun from a freelance writer.He would visit the paper stands to check perhaps his self written essays were published an interesting part of the writer's life took place for perhaps five good years.Then he took a bow from the vendors stand until the first company was registered and he could recall the day when he took the bow,the first ever comment on his blog www.kunlemicrofinance.blogspot.com was made and quite a memorial day,still refreshing till date.Thereafter he took pause again when the second company was registered now the second was a private limited liability company then the comments keep pouring back.
The long steady walk in the kilometer radius taught the blogger nothing is permanent in life and every long walk of destiny is a majestic walk into the stardom of the perseverant artist.Blackpower's tremulous breath and palpitations was particularly not riveted on anything much less than the incertitude of the posterity .

Golden Stars In Transition.

Gone are the days when the golden stars
As infantile muggins and mugging muggers, mudslingering were roasted in the mug's game 
As mufflers muffling transit from mulcting and mugging bazaars into mugwumps mugwumping ,
Mulching and mucking their practical politics not muddleheaded but with the mucilage and the golden humus of dead wits,pounded and pestled with the mortar of old greybeard's elfenfolks and moseyed with mordant of introspection 
Not mooching around and mooning away awesome sprints of checkered antecedence 
Beyond moorland's mootpoint of the morality play
To moot their moorings at the moors of self oriented moors,
Not the moonies moonstruck to eschew pearls for the moonstones, moonshine and straws
Not moped by moonbeam at the mop of moonlit valley 
To carve the morphology of the golden hills.
Ere the congregation of the conscription tumulus had verified the Maximus's public influence and radiance stretch of his standing ovation.
Behold he was met with the rampage of royal applause 
Now monomaniac monsieur tumulus robust appendage of monolithic Maximus in the monotony of his gait arises 
He wears his morning coat and goes into the streets interrogating wits
At purportedly monkey wrench degree of monkey business and monkey tricks
And lo in disguised visages saith he unto a village virago:
" Maximus a money bag money grubbing with the slightest provocation pilfered village wares a pyrates leaguer?"
"Of course nope not a leaguer to pyrates ilks.Be no casuist and no rumour mongerers.Free alupluto and we want pyrates out".
"O you quell my monkey business?"
Then he winced into the bazaars east of abesi market square and saith he 
"Has Maximus not mollycoddle to money grubbing that vendetta might not be unlocked at the least momentum deemed possible?"
"How dare you invoke detest to man of the people maxim that way?Shift away from my stall let me breathe."dropping proposed purchase drifted apart for the moment of truth.Speechless went paces away from the affront to molify himself.
Maximus modus viviendi oft melt with cynosure of standing ovation more than moist and moisturizes his stardom moke and gaitly molasses.
As he bade cheerio to the market square tons of shrieking afficionados screamed beyond modish mods
"Maximus the vox dei vox Populi,crown him crown him crown him man of the people!"bombastic clerks of works in their daily dozens yelled beyond their palates.
Perturbed not assume himself cleverdick,threw his kismet in the sponge and cleaved to his espouse and lo dearly endorsed conscription.


A Mismatch

The art of wealth management 
The art of wealth making 
Same nuances with same effects 
A mismatch is the nemesis 
A bland return to the prying eyes
Of boredom and misery

An Ode to the Golden mean.part me.

Reanimate and behold the countdown at the counter seemingly innumerable uncountable and uncomfortable 
Counter espionage at counterclockwise direction 
Counterfeit at counterattack ignited the counter attraction at counterbalance ,countermand at counter intelligence warranted the countermarch at counter measure,to dote heart for counter sign at the counter sink, clicking counter poise at the counter vail,
Where coup de grace swarmed into coup d'etat 
At the cornucopia and realpolitik of class and opulence 
When reapers and binders revel in the countenance of sunny times.
To foresee as foreshadow,to foretaste forewarn,then forfeit and forgather sunny times.
That plaything in the flora of potbellies of coniferous trees and darkening consolation 
Imunned with conspiratorial silence as shrift superduppers marred in the gangrene of the conspicuous consumption.
Conjuring congruous and incongruous particles 
In the conference and congregation of conformists and nonconformists clashing etiquette and conges 
Embedded in the embroidery of embellished confutation 
Condescending at the mishmash of golden valleys' concert pitch
A compulsion of compunctious nightmares 
Dampening composmentis of the composite compound fracture of the golden valleys 
Discountenanced concatenation in the complementary colors of benighted roses
That compendious dent scribble company manners 
Comedians of come upance like come higher vogu for the geisha girls caught in the stricture of comedy manners 
Crotchety elfenfol elfenfolks.,of colonel blimps in colourfast comatose 
Held in collision course of cognate cogencymassacred by the coefficient of expansion, nebulous cocoon of the mollycoddles 
Whose coat hangers could not coat the coarsed coats of arms binding tranquility at alupluto 
Frazzled in a clutter of clumpy clueless clumps 
Cloven hooves stamping and scattering the unifying clouts of the golden valleys
Where the golden stars converge for the golden hills.
Plainsailing close books barred the conference of nirvana 
As if by the clips of clops and cloisters clog dances of clodhoppers
At cliquish cripple clips the clobbers and creeks of immaculate ignorance away.
Blinking red where hungry muss of mussels mutilated in their musters .


September 8, 2025

Colours Of Rainbow

Animasversion utters vile redound upon his wreath of golden petals 
Who shield him off the adipose trenches of waning canvas 
To dance the taunting dance of macabre humor 
At the burnish of the frisky friskier friskiest curls
Tarry longer than starry heavens and not the bawdy jokes to quell him the erratic pantomimes of pathetic potsherd 
Lightning beyond and beneath the golden bushels 
A wary embroidery of the beautiful roses 
Dancing euphoria of beautiful fortress 
She utters in the counterblast to sewer his chivalrous outburst
For the abrasion of morning in treacly showers withdrawn 
Recklessness at the gull embalms his  beautiful city with beautiful spring and a city without broken walls 
Temperature of heavenly moisture adorn with farthest plinth as farthest lunge
To camouflage pants and alloy of his grand metals
Silver limpids limping around the cornerstone and much coveted pranks to rain hellish brims and brimstone
Guerdoned with roses of the golden hills 
Sometimes melange gliding melange Sometimes at plush gainsaying the rivers of the hodge podge 
Droopy whetstone in entreaty of droopy sands
To levitate the golden treacly of golden roses 
Those fair roses with the heavenly dews 
Clarity of flashing lights maneuvering the disposed temperament of the meandering streams
A shadow of shuddering distance cannot condescension ploughed 
In the moist plucked curvature of the broken hinds
Whose colours of old rainbows creases into the freshest colours of rainbow 
That berth beyond grenade of gristly grits 
Pollinate unfair dispersal of the beautiful roses 
The plow of grandiose bliss to the moving train plucketh them most beligerent aisle
Ever sailed with sailors of the dingle clouds in their gallivanting hood.
A rift of broken gall verdant foothills yonder heights beyond sweetly catchy tune summon 
Radiate the posture of postulated heels
The grandiloquent wheels of effete sinews hardly the erroneous verdict consummate birds impenitent flies
Romping into rapturous clouds where migratory birds had fled
In the reminiscent of the envisaged ploughs of beautiful spring 
They pleach from waning bliss into rising petals of golden roses 
Not the ventriloquist to deny them accolades of heavenly places and accede to the request of golden hills'oddysey
Now here the Odyssey of the freshest colours of rainbow 
Beyond the immoderate khamsin and simoom of the obscured jungles
Nature wit around this hippodrome of sallowed earth cannot deny
To trump him voltage alleged frequency of the golden waves
Interes in the embryonic cords of the colourful rainbow 
Not every potsherd the colorful assholes cast over the warring intents of the knights of Old
And assume fait accompli upon your alight at the golden hills 
Now the colors of rainbow peaches and pleaches the glorious drift.
(Note in the Scumbags Maximus enjoined scumbags to stroll away from recklessness into the gnome if sharecroppers and homesteaders.In the old colours of rainbow enjoined the Aluplutans to moult novel mores and transmogrify.Welcome them into the golden hills with freshest bandwidth of colours of rainbow.These trio of poetry rhymes were dispersed at the conscription ground by Maximus as clarion calls to tender springs the youths to enlist.)

Accordingly he hears

Every morning say good morning 
Bless me good morning bless me
Every morning say good morning 
Bless me good morning bless me 
Then go out and strike with action 
Morning is a living being and he hears
Accordingly 
I say he hears accordingly 

The Most Ambitious Capitalist In Africa: Midland Cosmos ltd effecting Transitioning from A World Bank Borrowers Into home grown African Borrowers.part 2.

We are of all men the most blessed if we could launch the world first corporate currency of the world first corporate country Midland Cosmos to tap into a market worth $20tr.We also Midland cosmos stable currency accordingly in the crypto market
That would be the next move after the company go global and we spin off the hundred companies in the group and the holdings company. Midland cosmos as corporate country would also convert into Midland cosmos physical country by buying green land off the control of Netherlands with $2tr.and turn into new country called Midlands and build it with $2tr.worth of infrastructural investment building her cities through robotic engineering in two years and turn into the world fastest growing economy in same two years.We shift Africans into the region.We expand africa too in the same way we devise the plan to move into space.I think someday Africa would soon enter golden age.

The most Ambitious Capitalist In Africa: Midland Cosmos ltd effecting The transitioning from A World Bank Borrowers Into Home Grown African borrowers.

The world trade in capital flows would soon change with the launching of Midland cosmos and Africa would be self sufficient in the critical use of domestic capital to fund unprecedented development.The blogger ibikunle Abraham laniyan pioneers new funding initiative to change the global economic fortune of Africa forever moving towards the golden age.This is definitely unbelievable as the greatest corporate vision in African history and nothing comes close.Enjoy the reading.




The debt trajectory in Nigeria is currently alarming at a whooping over 149trillion naira in debt ceiling of 40 percent of GDP has been passed and we re currently 53 percent.The debt trajectory in Africa is a staggering $1.8tr. with kenya at nearly 70percent, Sudan at 344 percent , Angola at 136.8percent, Ghana at 84percent , South Africa at 77percent.
Debt should serve capital development not consumption.Today 35percent of African government debt were controlled by western private lenders through banks,asset lenders and oil traders respectively.Multilateral institutions such as IMF and World Bank control 39percent while bilateral loans from government control another 19percent.Take a cursory look at the far reaching implications of these hydraheaded monsters of borrowing and debt servicing make Africa to loose a significant chunk of hard earned national revenue towards this stinky scenario denying access to infrastructural development of roads, hospital and schools etc.The high cost of commercial borrowing and repayment burden certainly to blame rending capital development vulnerable narrowing fiscal and monetary policy spaces.
This unfair and sharp practices and unfair trade terms set to change as we launch Midland cosmos group under Midland cosmos holdings whose sovereign public accounts and finance committee is set to unleash $20tr.worth of financial asset and financial capital across Africa buying the almost $2trillion worth of debt profile from the ambit of western lenders and assume the critically responsibility of borrowing governments in Africa under the control of sovereign public accounts and finance committee of Midland cosmos group.
A staggering hundred companies under the group worth financial asset of $20tr.of which Midland cosmos ltd proposed forecast financial asset worth $200b.or 320trillion making it the most valuable company in Africa more than standard bank of south Africa.Together the entire 100 countries that pool statutory reserves into Midland sovereign treasury could rescue Nigeria and Africa from the excruciating trauma of this unfair sharp practices.We achieve this through Midland cosmos association of sovereign public accounts and finance committees (MACASOPA) committee.
Certainly the most Ambitious Capitalist In Africa is the CEO and group MD of Midland cosmos Ibikunle Abraham laniyan.Indeed most Ambitious.

The Return Of Family silver.part one.

Wasping the verdure of the verdant foothills but not an insuperable incontrovertibles . Igando, abinitio albeit his prior  gyrations over the crossroads of considerable times was still his gallivanting hood.White power on one hands,was more or less an abstemious ravishing bloke deftly clung to the full moon the harvest moon like the lion oft crusted to stertorous voices full throated belching ados at full toss and sometimes fulminated when hit by the grimaces of laborious toil a full blooded Dionysian Nigeria work force of immaculate pulses and quintessential extraction.Frigging dances to the frisson gross and frizzles of much Ado about nothing dab hands dabbling daemons of guerdoned-cutthroat or cloaked fretworks.At the circumference of the kilometeric diameter,hung his laborious cyclones,and if it were so much tenable to curry favor even for a hap'orth of tar, white power might be not found wanton,with quest of decimated curtsy seethed off escapades with lucreglots and not curdled off easily from his Intemperate sinew at the mere aloft of cupboard love for rewardable daily dozens of much Ado.
His medulla ceased at this culdesac or dead end alley of these broad rantings par excellence and his entire ideologue was cued to this radius of ideologue otherwise crybabies cavortedly might rave on rampage in dread of lions in the street of vultures and vampires.Against this standpoint,the machismo hardly his boodle chew the cud.Whitepower seemed quite obsessed to thrive within interlock of this interloping tendencies multiplied by the cube roots of this profiteering predilection took the cudgel to outwit nefarious times for gloats of filthy lucres.
The crows on crease early golden morn was awesome as the cock crows at noon,cruises off his bedspread was tangential as the cryptic winds dense and agog could go.Hardly had the morn crumples,sail aboard his crucible in the wanton quest of filthy lucres.A perpetual lucre glot,a cross grained crosspatch critter as lively as a cricket,remorseless with cross bow, not for once bent at cross purpose of this self glorifying otiose of haunting proclivities.
Hence the streets were terse and dense for then he like a crenellated creepy-crawly had picked up the loose ends of his life in this purple patch of orotund morn.
That the much Ado could be strenuous sometimes as was the rivet in the Nigerian context did not matter as long as cabbages were affixed to the treacle of ado.Behold his crucifix bent to plunge beyond the crepuscular of the primrose bank and the monumental crevices of the Nigerian context.A landlord with fellow siblings not treacly to sob like fellow struggling progenies at the work places.Sloths of adolescent mirage creviced for survival in the underpaid bakery's avocation.
With sordid creeks ,their sapped mien thus began to creep weeping remorse of their sullen credo.
"White power you re richer than us.Imagine five hundred naira per day.You don't even bother we cheated you.Anyway you re also landlord at your home town and earn additional stipends at your car wash sites a good pay of one thousand five hundred naira per vehicle.'
"Is that all ?He's also working here for a loaf of two or three wheat breads per day that cost three thousand naira at least."
"White power is more comfortable"
"I send you.What is your problem?Why carry my matter for head?See me see wahala o!But you ganged up against me and collided with management not to pay me abi?Is that not so ?"
"We re sorry.Not me you have to blame Sunday who because he badly needed a house now to rent from you he was then suddenly sobbered"
"So it means if I were no landlord wouldn't even see your mercy abi Sunday? Isn't it?"
Sunday emotively hiccuped and subsequently endeavored to explain
 "no no no not like that I can explain!"
"Explain what?Don't listen to him.He suddenly felt remorseful after last week baking session and he complained to the deputy manager he had housing problem and agents could not see self contain for one twenty thousand naira per year to fit his budget."
"Yes you're right I was there and then suddenly Hakeem suggested white power was a landlord will take the amount."
"Yeah you re right and the deputy manager began to laugh.We asked him why the laugh?"
"He didn't even reply before Hakeem observed that why would he help him since they were haters ."
"Exactly."Sunday looking down in extreme remorse.
"Oh you suddenly love me begging to forgive you after years of starving me my income because peter told you I made money from carwash too.You didn't even know that and Peter too wasn't aware I inherited houses too from my parent both in Lagos and. Ogbomosho My eldest brother in London sent money also built house in lekki.It took us years to donate  the house to us since he wasnt coming back to Nigeria.I will soon drop this work one day.You see life!"
"Forgive me please "
"Help him please "
All entreaties fell on deaf ears and the heat from the oven forced white power to leave bakery for a moment and met luckily another guy who gestured him outside as he walked away after a stone throw, walk a bit distance from the bakery spot to car dealership workshop where he washes cars.
"Where have you been?"
"I wasn't around just coming from the bakery I told you I was working on part time."
"So nice to hear that from you."
"Thank you "
"No mention we received new orders of hundred cars.Start to wash them now with immediate effect.How many days to wash them?"
"A week or less if I do twenty four hours non stop."
"Yeah"
"A thousand and five hundred naira per vehicle .About one fifty thousand naira."
"Good,once you finish the order just call me let me know.i will do transfer."
"Thanks this is quite unprecedented!"
"No mention!"
"Let me take my bucket and start right away"
"I ll be on the other sites shortly if any one ask for me call me."
The unexpected exit from the bakery spot was unplanned and quite unusual as well considering the magnitude of the ado compared to scale of ten thousand naira or less maximum pay from the prior gigs that he was used to. Nevertheless quite easily dovetails into the benediction of the period and still quite a release from financial boredom.Sometimes he treks a kilometer from igando to ikotun to save transport fares and feed his family.Sometimes he jumped buses the so called koropes hanging at the back or at the conductor's side to manage transport fares after helping them do loading.And while the trudgings were suffocated with dearth of perks and perquisites to encourage the grimaced work force and the truckloads of gristly fumes in the long kilometer trek in the desperate attempt to beat the rat race one could hazard a conjecture the multiplier trauma of multifaceted multifarious stress brandished against the immaculate immunity of the tramautised Nigerian workers.
Nigerian workers like white power in most cases starved of transport fares trekked the harrowing distances from sunrise to sunset including strangulated period of ferocious sunny days,sauntered the fragile distance to eke out living from the obscurity of their homes into the obscurity of the workplaces mostly underemployed and highly underpaid local work force.
Black power white power's sibling a dribbling grub street hack writer scripturing every details of his brother's anecdotes and grueling memoirs when he comes around passing the bittersweet tales.Whitepower had just arrived home excited to the beautiful presence of sometimes hilarious black power who could also rebuke any inconveniences around him as well as jubilating the golden news.
"Guess what happened today"looking up sternly and skeptical as white power made entry in jubilating mood.
"What ?You seem to glow ferociously"as he dropped his muster of ravishing pen and glowing radiance on his face.
"Car dealer brought about 100 new cars about to wash.Eureka!"
"You mean one hundred fifty thousand naira just like that?"he stood to hug his brother 
"Yes but u re quick-witted already calculating my money.Haba!"
"Ha see you we can borrow for house rent pending tenancy rents come from home town.Otherwise landlord might complain before the month ends and they have not pay my salary too"
"It's okay I understand.But we are moving to lekki right?"
",yes o."
"But why worry about the rent again? Anyways,how about the proposal you forwarded?"
"Went well.The guy just returned from hospital and had resumed the project and we didn't even have fund to pay him but we promised stock options besides ten percent commission for the placement fees "
"We will move to banana island too before the year ends,not just lekki.I believe you bro. "
"See like I was telling you anything you re doing is temporary and you would soon live the car wash stress for them. "
"Finally we could be men again too and recover family silver "white power was ecstatic 
"Family silver late dad's soft drink factory would finally return back to market."
"We did not plan well when we were coming back to Lagos but finally I Ve done details in the proposal and it well received."
"I think I will be going back to car dealer.He had just left office and I promise it will be finished in one week with twenty four hours daily dedication "
"Waow quite surprising and you would spend twenty thousand for soaps etc alone.Take this token iya sukura just paid for her shop in Ogbomosho.She paid fifty thousand naira."
"What?"
"I just arrived from ATM withdrawn for foodstuffs "
"Wouldn't it affect foodstuffs?"
"No not much this is business and we re building family together since we have not married yet.Take it"
"I thank you brother "
"When you come you meet your food.i ll spent the rest on food at least manage for a month."as he banged the door to exit to car wash at pako bus stop.
The strenuous family life for the eligible bachelors in the country is as excruciating as the nightmare of the other genders and age groups in general and the pulsating tremors of the survival tapestry filled the board with excruciating tremor of the public trauma and cumbersome nightmare of ekeing out a livelihood in the democratic space as opposed to the era of military junta.
Black power would not dare to sewer his critique of the state and standard of living in his writings



Colours of Old Rainbows

Headstone,more than a pinch of salt, headstart dancing gavotte heaven ward headwind across headhunters hawk eyed old geezers 
Behold that haymaker coterminous the broken tides of halcyon days,
Meandering contraption with the broken staff of haystack needles hauteur haunting 
Hail not the sure temperament, drifting the mensrea across the bile of psychical hatcheries,
O that hatchetmen hardly indulged in hatchet burial 
Like a coal haulier not revert to where it is cut,
Like a harridan a hag not ventured to remorse the pelts of disconsolate ires,
Nor dread of being haunted by the colliery 
To haul down the colors of the haulms at the harun scarum of the colliery
Purple patch colours of old rainbows
A grisly grizzles groping the grotesque not to defy the grits 
Across the grenades of contemptuous grids
To thrash the grins and grimes of the green horns 
For gratification of not merely the green fingers or the green thumbs,
But battle royale to the pompous rivet of fait accompli 
Not the grandstands for circus games and visages wheezing like a grampus firing grapeshot of pulsating tremors and granulated grapevines and open defecation of gradient facts and fables
Bewitched beyond the bewitching sports of gourmet masticating gourds 
Like the Gordian knot salvaged by gospel truth 
Goodwill as hoods and goods and chattels of the hagiographers 
O that you may speak holistic grail of the goodies and goodygoodies
Does the gold digger ever abide by the hoots of the golden rules to pluck the Goliath fortune and not the David's fortune by the rasp of the golden mean?
A hobbling sound of gobble dy hook to the gluttonous rusts a gnarled temperature of the imperious gnats and gnawing reef knots.
Glimmering shadows cast over glimmering skies
Glidding from the gloats of gloaming darkness to the glittery and glisters of the glittering darkness 
Glinting beyond flight of flints a glimpse of glaucous glazes
That barely drizzle and frizzle the glamour of razzing glad rags from the repugnant glances  of haunting glasshouse 
Was there an imprisonment within an imprisonment 
To salvage the broken shards of prisoners from eerily eeries of burning ghats?
Beyond the hardluck stories the dastardly crotchety gunfire of the hard-bitten lounge lizardry and dogtroted dogooders hardly crack the doomsday 
Sour dishes from the disgruntled disgusting lethargies 
Pelted them disemboweled psyches to utter embroiled sacrilege 
Plait of feasible oozes to reek restitution of the wondrous gold mines.
Egregious dins on the grilling cheeks saturated by ding dong of growing pains
Once alighted the Dickens in a diabolical recess devitalized the opprobrious tides of dickenish forces.
Depradated destinies in destitutes teased in the refrain of the deeds of derring-dos
Demonic grails denigrated only by demesne of remorseful Dickens 
As vain ploy to dehydrate machiavelis and fusspot of fucking assholes cast in the open mines, bombarded quagmire of dandified elements groaning at deceptive freezing points.



Hamiltonian America.Chapter 10, Leonine Strides.page 13.

"Then they paid dearly for their ignorance.Yeah served them right for bad diplomacy and egregious military strategy.Did he envision new England been severed from rebel colonies?"
"The battle plan for the severance was to converge armed forces at a center point of gravity.."
"Like seriously..you mean?"
"Bringing Buygone's forces from the north with those of general Howe from the south to those of Lieutenant Colonel Barrimore St.Ledger from the west . Instead Howe trapped in Philadelphia fighting for survival and Buygone's forces or himself isolated fighting in upper Hudson valley against General Horatio Gates led patriot troops.By mid October Buygone's forces led to surrender almost 6,000 men at Saratoga a great accomplishment of the battle scene and emboldened France to enter into the war on behalf of the patriots."
"Interesting "
"Washington was afforded the rare privilege to divert some forces of Horatio Gates to strengthen his wobbling position in the south.This happened amidst the thinned turbulent program of the expiration of one year enlistment within the continental ranks.Then Washington summoned war council of five majors after breaking news of the victory report.The council also included ten brigadiers in which Washington drafted the minutes.He became instantly popular and blessed with the acclaim of more than just a docile clerk."
"I think Benjamin Rush was spreading rumors and bitterness at this point."
"He was the radical congressman from Pennsylvania.He said Washington was being controlled by the war council including colonel Hamilton."
"Men like General Greene, Hamilton....,who again..."
"General Knox etcetera.At the meeting agreement was that Gates troops should be transferred at least some of them to Washington ."
"I think hefty chunk according to Chernow "yeah quite massive proportion.It was expedient since Saragoza progress did drastically declined the English threat in New York and Hamilton was selected to disburse the news to Gates."
"I think kind of jealousy against gates victory at Saratoga"
"I thought the same way.See government runs like a cabal and you have to be part of the cabal otherwise your victory might be politicized not merited and sacrificed to oil the cabal which might take the praise.So the hero of the day could be jeopardized. Washington took freelance chances and the best ploy was to weaken his flanks the great hero at new England.This only grew hatred between Gates and Washington and he did snub Washington by not spreading the news to Washington personally."
"The politics sound so original and is getting interesting "
"Hamilton rode off to Albany in record speed , insanely traveling sixty miles in a five days journey.A mission of variegated perils worth three hundred miles and probably the best test of his character at the zenith of his popularity deploying a sizable number of troops with no order issued .A launching pad of negotiation with gates with no further direct bargain with Washington beyond the discretion of Hamilton a diminutive twenty two years prodigy taking the bait.He was in his best fit of diplomatic coy.Though Washington had drafted letter to Gates who introduced his aides ahead of the mission.In defining the mission,he says " to lay before you a full state of our situation and that of the enemy in this quarter.He is well informed......and will deliver my sentiments upon the plan of operations...now necessary."
"But at a great concession of discretion to Hamilton in this terrifying context "
"Yes and the discretion delegated to him was highly impressive,to unleash evidence that Gates troops was working in alignment with the goals of the revolution and if found worthy of the cause,they be arraigned to join the revolutionary army.He desire the reinforcement be intergrated ,when he says 'it is not my wish to give any interruption'and that 'it is my desire that the reinforcements before mentioned....be immediately put in motion to join this army".He truly radiated at this point as Ron Chernow put it,"If there was a single moment during the revolution when its outcome hinged on spontaneous decisions made by Alexander Hamilton,this was it".
Prior to landing at Albany had stopped at Fishkill on the eastern shore of the Hudson.He passed tutelage to General Israel Putnam to transfer two brigades southwards in the aid of Washington 's and lured Putnam to make pledges and add more men about seven hundred members of new jersey militia .
He didn't shirk responsibility for using his own discretion as complied when he says "I concluded you would not disapprove of a measure to strengthen you though but for a small time and have ventured to adopt it on that presumption "He also arranged a quarter master for fresh supplies of horses to aid the brisky but spontaneous expedition to enable him recross Hudson river and join the troops "on the other side and make all the haste,I can to Albany to get three brigades there sent forward."
When he get to Albany on November 5,1777,had a meeting with Horatio Gates  and he could discover the real truth"
"Real truth,Gates did a good job there at Saratoga ".
"Nope "
"What do you mean?"
"In that guise real actor was Benedict Arnold and merited the true trophy at Saratoga.He regarded gates as pompous cowards....."
"Hamilton was wrong there and Arnold may have failed the Leonine stride with a demagogue boosting his psychology.He could have failed "
"You may be right guy and he took the credit.He was later derided by his men as " Granny Gates".


All lovers

All lovers follow one direction.
I Ve never heard this before 
That all lovers follow different directions 
Otherwise they don't really 
Love themselves 
To follow different directions 
Is to mean they re haters
But if you do otherwise 
It must be logically proven
That it brings greater impact 
So all lovers 
Do