August 21, 2025

Do not deny

The moment of truth 
when you enter into it
 do not deny it 

Good deeds

As they say 
do not be tire
 of good works
That in due time
We shall reap it
If we barely quit
And to those 
Who find the good deeds
And refrain 
From it
And do otherwise 
What enchantments 
Do we fathom?
What good is it
That stil exist?
Which choice 
Do we make?
Good deeds 
Or
Bad deeds?

See it

The moment you see it
And the inflow is blessed 
by your passion 
Paradise entry is possible.
O fate let me see my destiny 

Your sacrifice

My sacrifice is not in vain
Your sacrifice is not in vain
When you do these things:
Labour of love is necessary 
But not mandatory 
Sacrifice pays where the rewards 
Is bigger
But it must be your projects 
Or 
Elsewhere 
Where kindness is noticeable 
Repression for a time
Might bring out 
Your 
Venomous steel 

Say it loud

Say it loud say it loud 
Say it loud say it loud
Say it loud say it loud 
Say it loud say it loud 
Let them hear you 
If fail to do so 
You get nowhere 
Shout by every artistic 
Ways and means 
For you to be heard
You succeed the day 
You re heard
To be heard
 is the true evidence 
Of success 

Eulogy

The beautiful beaches of dreams 
Are somewhat the promises and 
actions 
We forecast and cast to fabricate them
From the mere contour of mission 
Into the eulogy of accomplishment 
They require eulogy eulogy eulogy 
Pregnant in the form of confession
To articulate them in the garage of accomplishment 

Make Provision

Make provision to beat your failure to submission 
In case failure happens make provision accordingly 
To insulate your potential victory 
And when you're done with your objective sense of history 
Your sense of pride will be complete
And mission accomplished is your ultimate rewards 

Hamiltonian America.Chapter 10, Leonine Stride.page 1

The sunny drifts of golden morn's receding lapses had just begun and the two friends loitering in their promenade headed back to forest in the characteristics elope routine to batter their ideological leanings and storied interests .They resumed the American history where they had left it
"Those losses hardly bothered Washington"
"Like every sterling soldiers I think so"
"Any stampede?"
"Apparently as the British tailed him and his beleaguered continental troops in the fatal climate across the New Jersey,the encountered losses he suffered sharpened his discretion to avoid large scale confrontation with the brutal power in the cavalier trenches and open battlefield in line with much earlier prognostication by Hamilton.That "We should on all occasions avoid a general action or put anything to the risk".This he told the congress in one of his briefings", unless compelled by a necessity into which we ought never to be drawn".He threw his weight and fully supported Hamilton's model of ..."small scale improvisional skirmishes ,the very sort of mobile risk averse war of attrition"wearing the opponents constantly strike and vamoose methods behind that Hamilton had endorsed in his undergraduate essay.He says "By hanging upon their rear and seizing every opportunity of skirmishing " they could render the situation extremely complex inaccessible and unaffordable for the British.The belief was American rugged terrain with thick forest could make large scale confrontation with conventional warfare virtually impossible.
He could not make a stand at the Raritan River close to New Brunswick and was bold to take decision and identified the weakness of his struggling troops to face the massive nature of the inherent enemy offensive.Nevertheless he took instant interest at the marvelous skills of Hamilton during the retreat.when he posted his gun over the river bank and then provided cover for the retreating patriots,directed a battery against the advanced columns of the enemy that pressured the retreats of the Americans by the Ford.Astounded he was charmed by his uncommon brilliance.Though hardly mentioned names in the December letter to the congress admitted the incident and hailed "the smart cannonade " that insulated their escape.There was another blunder"
"How?"
"It happens that General Howe occupied New jersey and allowed Washington and his men to cross into Pennsylvania from Delaware river Washington had warned the congress in ten days the army will be wiped out on December 20 for simple dearth of winter clothing and blankets .Many soldiers by enlistment period soon to expire badly needed new set of recruits and conscription yet he dared to rally them into the open battlefield.
 Nevertheless the recurring health problem by Hamilton did not deter his own persistence even as he approach his waning days as artillery captain.As Washington recrossed Delaware on Christmas night and pounced besotted Hessians at Trenton drowsy, Hamilton was In the nearby farm bedridden . Regardless of the ailments and his men reduced to fewer than thirty due death and negligence,he stood and fight . Fighting alongside Lord Stirling's brigade summoned at midnight were huddled in cargo boats and ice caked poled  their path across frigid Delaware.
They were equiped with cannons "
"You mean Hamilton's men?"
"Yeah two cannons to glimpse Hesian detachment 's metal Hemet and glittery bayonets.He luckily absconded cannon balls an explosion whizzed by his ears .The Washington men later captured a thousand Hessians "
"Finally they re winning,waow an herculean task!"
"But without Hamilton would not dare it"
"Hamilton again how?"
"Perhaps indubitably their first ever pyrhic victory.It was the 🔥 fire  from Hamilton's artillery company had compelled the surrender of those enemy soldiers.It became a household celebration and patriots celebrated everywhere at the breaking news .The psychology impact was immense beyond compare to its scanty military preponderance.At Princeton on January 3,1777 in the bold attempt to capitalise on his victory attempted another first against the British forces and they rounded up two hundred British forces and calls it ..."a fine fox chase my boys".The elegance of slender Hamilton was noticeable and illustrious in the fox chase . Suddenly mythical gleam courted him and when his company marched into Princeton according to a friend it was a model of a discipline and his fast becoming house hold name was on every gossipping lip.A youth that caught everyone by surprise with his slender frame and was back to the college that spurned him off few years ago where one regiment of enemy troups had invaded the dormitory.Then he set up his cannons in the College yard burst them asunder with one cannonball which pounded the brick building to force their surrender.Legend says the cannon ball sliced through king George II's portrait in the chapel."
"Venomous steel"
"Indeed a venomous steel.Hamilton was superduper in every sense of the capital word.

Ogbomosho -the trench warfare

It is ancient city
Trench warfare 
Her signature trademark 
By thy long tail trademark and swashbuckling eyes 
No one wherefore dare tameth thy spindles 


Thy fiendish gates crashed too easily like whacks
And thou defenders of the yoruboid realm
Thy trenches are full the feast of the boots for thy bowels 
Mayest not cease to merry din with wines and porridges.


Adjoining lands hold its plateau in rarest awe ever seen 
Her beautiful fortress was impenetrable 
Unquenchable invincible and beleaguered sinews
Sorcery her mastery glides and glitters the sky
The warring ices did split with the thunder fit of terrors and agoraphobia.


She butchers adjoining lands with belligerent hoofs
The triumphant realm stood still 
Infiltrated her proteges from the Lagelu and oluyole of Ibadan down to iseyin,modakeke,offa and beyond 
This firmament of testaments shot beyond the empyrean sky.

And lo the fiends and acolytes frozen from locus of brutes into much vaunted civilised proteges
The swashbuckling eyes blistering gallivant beyond blackamoors'borders
Conquest over insurmountable hills and seemingly impenetrable fortress in the glorious epochs of gold rich mansa Musa king of ufe and Mali of the Timbuktu's stardom 


Sent Iberian peninsula down to its goofy kneels 
In the inestimable captivity that towered nearly a millennium of conquest 
Who were the golden moors in whose ebullient feet the Caucasians stooped to bleed?
Of course the moors from ajilete did and never again did the ebonics lay same eggs in the European pens

Hardly had my lens and eyelid sharpened with internet googles
Did I notice AI's sullen rebuke with the claim"the moors were Berbers and picturesquely not blackamoors
Whereas historical images depicted otherwise.
Were the Berbers ebonoid to refrain the the picto-graphs?



The glorious sun of the Ogbomosho moors sprang from the blues and ricocheted across the board.
Out of the same blues came the wonderful conquest 
And shone resplendently beyond the oceans and shores 
The beautiful roses hath paced into the wondrous hills 



Ogbomosho knighterrants 
Cast still over the mast at noon 
Tyrannous sloping masts and sordid mists of egregious dipping rows
Chided with yells , screams and blows
And thus spake the bard"the golden stars beneath the golden Sun 
Beyond the storm blast blast the storms

Colosus and colors of colossus erupted 
In both shadowy mists and vociferous snows,
And the fiends and progenies shuddered At the terrifying masts of windy -willed ship of her fighting cock 

O that waded the Babylonian waters of captivity 
That roared the golden blast of golden ship
Grew the wondrous cold of weary drifts 
And serpentine turfs cast over warring ices and mast-high torpedoes fleeting and floating by as green as emerald for the smothering conquest 


Crossing the snowy cold and Iberian frost amidst bootlickers of the snowy cliffs 
Did barely send a dismal sheen over the rusticated dip
Warring ices like noises in a swound, cracked,growled and howled over the mountaineering conundrum.
Did not the battle of the Levant came thereafter the domineering awe of the moors ?



With extension the blackamoors did cross Omni continent 
Long before Columbus set sail to america,the moor's relatives had found footings there.
The meso Americans of the golden yore not the brash tide of the plunky red Indians.
In the immaculate emigrants through strait of berring see to it down to america and 
And yet goofs of historical pointificates hail as western influence.
The world ate the excreta and never did resurrect the damaged psyches. 

And that nonlinearity of power vacuum 
The helmsman of the storied antecedence 
The albatross of antecedence reprisal filled the broken of the cyclical inversions of historical diameters 
Colonialism round and round the circus it flew from the south winds 
Once half mast of prior ship had lowered 
The western winds assumed the renegades
Of the broken circus of counter clockwise swindlers 


In the broken mist of storied clouds in their rampaging silhouettes 
The Chinese came with compass that unction 
Vitiating atrocities round and round the broken circus of millennials 
Albatross haunted the mariners hollow 

Glimmered through white fog smoke from fiends to thralldom and from thralldom to fiends,
South winds swooped off by hegemony of western winds,
Nature in the sordid creeks of flowing fate,shot the crowbow
With plunky feathers of her drawn bow and ruthless archery.
No coast guards in their coast nor any coast did coast aloof triumphs 
In the abrasion of fallen claws and sponge thrown.



A fair mound not benumbed them to take their pie of dissident nature's teasing and fondling of the victorious bough.
Hence the gritty palms rose upon the beautiful torch and glorious sun 
Out of the blue sea often spring he from the broken mist 
O hails and harks in the forest dawdling snows.



Still Caucasians hid in the mist in the midst of raging south winds 
And the cringe of centuries,blew the south wind behind 
Where the moors had left storied clouds had forever since lingered
That hellish sting of imperial complacency 
Had left them west winds held their golden sways 
Over golden nightmares of the storied clouds.


When the fair breezes regained impetus the fair west wind resurfaced and resurrected 
The pantheons of glorious herald 
With obituaries of the south wind 
Had not her goads 🐝 been cast into oblivion 
And poured accolades often times synchronously as the white foam flew and fair breezes over west wind grew 


Free furrows of west wind burst forth 
From the sedate times of monumental obscurity into rapturous times 
Adorned by broken shafts of once medley of South winds
As breezes drop,south wind sails drop again 
In the immaculate dense,hot copper sky
That barely drizzle with ahoy for the impending caisson of pathetic south winds 




The bloody sun at noon grimaced south winds 
At the unkempt dirts of the bloody revolts
Hence stuck in the trenches pyrates'benigned blood shed bloodlettings and blood bath 
By the arrogating conquest of white winds
Upon those glitters thick fog frozen over mound of benumbed pledges and serfs in the gaol of discord.


How come the south winds barely observe
That upon slimy sea,slimy things did crawl with slimy legs.
The victory like witch's foils across death fire dances
Burnt green , blue and white,south winds gone grey and hazy
Tongues utter drought and famine in the mist of appealing palls 
Choked with soot as pleading tongue speechless 
Upon smashing lyrics of the bland speeches 



There passed her golden time of the squandered epochs
Squirrels of south wind still grope in the dark
Are there any mound whatsoever for a resurgence?
The bard had lamented amusingly
Unless the childhood memoirs of the beautiful city of Ogbomosho 
And her storied antecedence in reprisal 
Be recalled and scrutinized 
The military milk of majestic earth diggings beneath the rocky golden hills of South winds 
May perspires in the vanity of this broken circus.




Nor dim nor pale ,unlike in the south winds'glorious excelsior's 
Moon struck fruit cakes and loonies 
Across the length and breath of golden yoruboid Cosmos
A gaze at the sweltering lash of south winds 
Dread of the lounge lizardry foments their lustre if any
Appalling sky with a little speck grew into a mist of hazy clouds 
Tis it moved and winced into the unscrupulous form and wist



Unslaked tongues,baked lips dodgings,
Parched throats, glazing eyes benumbed across a veered jeered water sprite sprinkling shadows 
And dump and gullible stood throughout gutter hoods
In drought and famine though my household freed ricocheted with stolid nightmares.
As the west winds sucked blood beyond blood lettings


Every wave with meteoric showers is allocated in its time by mothernature 
Then came nature that is her twain betwixt heaven and earth 
To cast her dice in the gamble of earth's grating winds,
"Wither goes the weasel of the winds
In whose apportion shall it goes?"
Saith mothernature 
Not by the alacritous claws of preparedness 
Shall it be allocated whose sun's rim
Cast tentacles where golden stars from the golden roses on golden hills 
Rush out stardom for keeps in the beautiful shards and glamorous fortress 



But of the fortune alloys ,time therein giveth
Over bliss of fortune to prognosticated winds.
And the dice was cast swung in the favor of western winds
South winds disgusting and disgruntled dozed off
Not a recess but absymal demise and what prospects for resurgimento ?
Swashbucklers from ajilete the goliaths of ajilete spirits
May reshuffle the cabinet of the weary winds from stupor.


Still in dismay they go round and round the diameter of broken circuses
We hardly deny which winds listen to the golden whistles at mother nature's pall
Irate looks, dimmed stars, darkest nights,
Dewy dripping sails drilling South winds 
In lachrymose pulse
Ajilete's spirit one sparkling 🌟 star cast gleaming white lamp of the coxswain the steersman 's galaxy 
To dip the clogging sails to clomb above the repressive but radiating wings of west where ghastly pangs of the gingerly south winds,
O the delicacies of her illustrious luminescence 
Sullen explorer at mothernature's pall.




 The dearth of southwinds'crossbow ,
O what a dearth mired with long lank brown grey skinny hands of butter fingers and ribbed sea sands
Rotting sea on the rotten deck where dead men dream yard rottened lay
With limb's melting pot of cold sweats looked unto the sky and sea unresponsive 
Cataracts upon weary eyes 
The charmed waters beyond the ship's immense shadowing and terse shadow in sparkling white tracks  



O where pall's radiant beams bemocked the sultry main mischief ,
Over riding the wings' spread of hoar frost,
Beneath the plummeting waves of the west winds westwards
Belly laughed,with water snakes and water snake charmers gone moribund awful red
Where elfish lights and elvish rays of burnt civilisation was lit off 
And in broad daylight fell off in the hoary flakes .


Who has ventured into the ship of no return 
O with opulent attire, glossy green, blue and cast in velvet black moisture 
In coiled swarm with golden fire flash and indelible flames in every track
With egregious clamour to ambush albatross over the fumbling ship 
To fall like a lead in fumbling sea?
And lo for if it were with the ajilete spirit 
That may slid into their sad souls 
That a hilly beans might be sensate to reciprocate.



Though the ill churning cleft of thick black cloud clovers with sordid moon at its bedside ,
In quantum ma


















 












August 20, 2025

Tell me

Say it the way it is 
Do not run from the frankness
And they call you gossiper
Say it not the way it is not
And they call you a liar
What is your identity?
Tell me
Who are you?

Trust in your existence

Build trust in your family to build trust in your community to build trust in your society to build trust in your nation to build trust in your world 
What a wonderful trip of trust in your existence 

Good old days

Good old days can be reenacted 
By good old days folks reborn 
In their renaissance of good old days reborn and rebound can be made by grooming new generation with the strategic vision to recall and rebuild 
The golden notions of good old days for mankind to have a swell time and that is how golden age of human civilization is often exceeded and prior stalemate broken and only good old folks in the spirit of good new folks could rebuild good old days 

Army of Prosperity

Belief in your communities 
Is the salvation to the land
And the army of the prosperity 
To fight against adversity of the people 
In those communities there's no reproach
And there's no guile

Rich communities

Great achievers multiplied in rich communities that produce their kinds.
They cannot be found elsewhere beyond the lure of such communities and society 
They understand the beautiful language of accomplishment and barely saturated with overwhelming pedigree of successful feats 

Love your brother

I love my brother as myself 
You love your brother as your self 
Regardless of differences and hardy times 
It's the essence of mankind 

Long haiku

He's a victorious guy who tends to other people 's victories
A bridge builder,the song of many songs

Fight a place

No one can fight for a place for you in history more than yourself only you can 

Hamiltonian America.Chapter 9.Sons of Liberty.page 19-20.

"Haven't you read the part where Washington fear that British men of war would sail up river following day and sever his access to Manhattan? What did he do? Did you know that?"
"Common boy on the night of August 29 he ordered the famous nocturnal retreat across the east river and the strategy was to protect his Manhattan access.They Ve also made their retreat entirely to the ferry after quitting their station when he ordered them back to the same line of defense "
"That same pickety line most dangerous spots right?"
"Exactly,an author had made this submission whose company was gutted and stranded in a spit of land where a dozing British army were crouched within range of musket firing inferno and screened by thick rolling fog and later scurried alongside his men to safety slid away from Brooklyn shore aboard one of the last sailing ships.That was quite exemplary in the same boat that Washington boarded across the river.
The British despite this stealthy retreat refused to take their clear chances with assurance and self confidence that their amateurish American foes would crumble like pack of cards prior to force majeure.They barely pursued their rebels nor explore gaping loopholes to take vantage position where complacency in the enfanterrible  disposition dawdled and aborted golden opportunity that could have settled the conflict.At Kip's Bay now between 37th and 38th streets,on eastern Manhattan shore,there was ferocious and sustained offensive and terrifying bombardments of the American positions and according to Lord Howe's secretary was 'so terrible and so incessant roar of guns 'quite unprecedented up to the period.The patriot forces lost discipline, including their vehement drive and stampeded for safety as the Hessian and British troops with dozens of barges were disgorged into the wooded and mountainous regions . Infact Washington lost composure with terrifying burst of infrequent wrath,with riding crop flaggelating incompetent officers in vain who could hardly dispel the raging momentum of the disorderly retreats .Then he lamented "Are these the men with whom I am to defend America? "as he flung immaculate temper in boisterous winds and cursed panic stricken troops.They were fortunate not to be chased by the feet dragging British troops rushing northwards found solace in the sanctuary at the Harlem heights' wilderness."
"Did he escape too?"
"Nope not the characteristic Hamilton unflinching only left to Harlem heights until after dark who crisscrossed ,the axis drenched by rain the entire length of Manhattan and Hercules Mulligan had told a story about him when he says"Captain Hamilton commanded a post on bunker hill near New York and fought with the rear of our army". Hamilton also spoke in confirmation and attested,"I was among the last of our army that left the city."
"That was the then thickly forested Manhattan?"
"Good old days!"
"Yeah not a floodgate of today's civilised brutes"
"Yeah in the Mulligan's account,he was weary and lost one broken down cannon and baggage and forced him to retire to his fate, succumbed heavy guns and with two mobile fieldpieces as relics of whittled down company's munitions pullable by horse or hand was heavily undermined and dispirited."
"So New York at a time fell to the British?"
"Yeah but they had fears they might be expelled for seven years "
"You mean Hamilton and the rest of continental army "
"Then the redcoats went on rampage in Manhattan exterminated dissent in their dreaded vestiges torched books,cut down paintings at king's College converted into a hospital.There was fire near battery at Fighting Cocks Tavern blazed with leaping flames roaring over blanketed houses and was so terrifying to incontrollably dress a gutted realm which choked a quarter of the city houses into ruins at broad daylight.The conflagration by source was not isolated either to remote natural causes or apostate arsonist.
Thereafter over two hundred suspects arrested by the British who expressed conviction of the mischievous rebels as culprits . Among them a suspect American spy Captain Nathan Hale was hung at a spot close to third avenue and sixty sixth street.New York was heavily reduced to rubbles and desperate Tories in their thousands flocked to the city setting stage for later confrontation with the returning Patriots.
Then Washington came into his senses after new York loss thought a place as natural fortress to shelter his troops in the wooded area of Harlem heights .Now he recognized the merits of standing army as opposed to irregular militia which he branded as "broken staff" when he says before the congress"  To place dependence upon militia is assuredly resting on a broken staff " and it was something Hamilton had initiated long before this incidence .The formation or construction of Earth work at Harlem heights was the first time Washington according to Hamilton's son first noticed the startling competency and amazing organizational skills of the future treasury secretary.It was also the first time they came in contact under direct command of Washington where little conversation that led to invitation unbuttoned a beautiful impression of military talent.All of a sudden struck instantaneous rapport that only got better with relationship with seasoned officers.
Then they fought together at white plains regardless of the farcical mismatch and ensuing bruising defeat for the Patriots a tremendous cord was struck for future effective military strategy. At White plains troops in their bulk size were stationed on high ground with a meagre a thousand forwarded to the west above the Bronx river on Chatterton's Hill.Patriots were dejected and sloven bunch compared to the redcoats in their trim uniforms and fine muskets and bayonets,with the muses of military bands smartly took the battle in their regalia .Two fieldpieces were erected upon rocky ledge at Chatterton hill by Hamilton "with ascending columns down to river 's ledge",John C Hamilton wrote about his father."
"But when the British reorganized themselves what did the Hamilton's team do?"
"Of course they left the hill plus fellow Comrades abandoned the entire region.Nevertheless go and search you would see the British suffered extruciating  losses at white plains than the Americans.This boosted the spirit of Washington's army.They learnt a lot at white plains were also exposed to British naval power perhaps for the first time.They built two forts thereafter at fort Lee and Fort Washington "
"Where?"
"On both sides of the Hudson river.Fort Washington on the Manhattan side and fort Lee on the New Jersey side.Unfortunately the Patriots recorded enormous losses of troops at his observation post on fort Lee terrible locust of Hessian and British troops overran fort Washington and emaciated further the dented morale of fragile continental soldiers.He received enormous blame not been able to protect his soldiers including cannon and gunpowder stored at the fort.Lord Cornwallis took over control of fort Lee after American troops surrendered.Washington later retreat across new jersey with meagre or measly three thousand soldiers heavily disgraced by the crushing defeat and vehement slanders."
"The world knows only the victor not the villain.Uhmmmmmm ".

Mean what?

My greatest calling 
Is to impact lives
But what the impact 
You make
Later fell on your enemies 
What kind of wasted energy 
You think 
And your madness
Is 
What have I done 
To myself?
To mean what?

A lonely walk of destiny

Give your heart to what you can accomplish 
Not what your eyes see
And not be moved by those wanton servile if desire beats you hollow 
Return to your forest 
And learn to hunt 
The wild in a lonely walk 
A simple walk 
Across the diameter 
Of dreams 
Might be 
Your
Lonely walk 
Of destiny 

Behind Your Porridge

What those around your vicinage 
Don't know especially when they 
See only your money and wealth 
Not ready to meet the agony behind 
Your porridge 
Is that uncommon fellow 
Behind the colossus 
Might be much scarier
Than they think
To those inconsiderate 
Not ready to bear 
The inconveniences 
Remember 
When you see 
They are 
Your enemies 
Not energies.

Respect your self

Respect your self
And you shall live much longer 
Stay with your principle 
And expand but it fails you
Reduce your territory 
For a drawing board 
And when you recover 
With true formula of intergrity 
Return back in haste 
and patiently striving 
To regain your mantle 
Your colossus
It's your birthright 
When you respect your self 
You live much longer 

Unfollow

Be careful who you follow 
The moment you know them
And you see the green light 
Unfollow them 
Like seriously 
Kidnap away 
Your uncommon 
Uncomfortable 
Presence 
Let me say it again 
You don't know a man
Until you move with him

Introduction

Permit me to know who you are
And I will tell you who am I
Otherwise it may take an eternity 
To know a common neighbor
Next door
Introduction please 
That's it
There's no time 

Change

It's a brand new day 
We must change our pattern
And routine for the brand new day
Nothing if nothing last forever 
Pattern and routine too must change
If the unchanging unchangeable 
Changer -ruthless change
O could afford to change itself 
Then everything could afford to flow
Ad infinitum 
It's a satire 

Do unto others

Treat yourself equal with others
The rules of the thump ,
Let me know if you offend
Do onto others ........

Search everything

Search everything search everyone search everywhere and you will find what you wanted okay and it's a just matter of time 
Behold what you find you shall get and what you don't want you shall not get.
 No natural law could offend this adage No son of bitch could afford to stand in the way.Remember keep searching you shall get to prime destination.

It's a choice

Start by making plans to navigate the impossibilities around you and later those 
Impossibilities around your immediate vicinities and then your communities and society and then your nation and the world and the sage and the Laity would call you hero.

Start today the path of heroism.
It's only a choice 

Competency

What you cannot handle do not say 
What you can do stand by it and no rest whatsoever until proven
And truly proven not by accident but by incident 
And that's the purpose of competency 

Object

The object of the mind must be the object of the feet
As to say the object of emotion is the object of the motion
The object of the intent is the object of the action 

Mission accomplished

The task of accomplishing mission and the fortitude to carry the routine of such 


accomplishment is a nightmare for golden achievers and the retinues of those who are lost in the inferno of pursuit.


 A mission accomplished is never ending
It's often times a going concern ;for success is never weary of success.


 

August 19, 2025

Haiku

Linger to hear loiter to speak
Two cardinal impulses of wit formation 

Long haikus

The fight of good faith beyond stressful doting crucifixes and adjoining trauma 


The wonderful cities of gold and the exploration of wealth over wrath testifies 


to the good humanity and the beauty of human dignity and human integrity proven

Haiku

Build your self a trusted base
A forlorn moss is worse when he falls 

Triumph Revisited

I saw victory this morning wakes me up on my bed and follows me back to bed and 


Then wakes me up back again and then deny my failure to redress me with triumphs 

Long haikus

Lead your path with patience 
And consistency is key in every arts

A journey that perceptions might begin 
But grimacing through the forest takes 

Consistency to hone to maturity its very epitome of formation and impact impulse 

Long haikus

People on the streets don't show emotions if there are no motions and if there's no 


emotions you can be sure there can be no motivation for the action that migrate into motion



Long haikus

Every lesson learned cannot be forgotten
They make the next experience sometimes 


A wonderful experience with the impression of fruitful passage and trial

But if it sounds arduous it takes consistency still to console the grimacing minds

Long haiku

The beautiful fortress of the city is the citadel of wisdom and emblem of everlasting bliss

Long haikus

The emotions of the heart are the unbroken mist of street motions 

They re the notions of the hearts
The immortal wishes of the hearts unveiled 

Long haiku

The beautiful fortress of the city is the citadel of wisdom and emblem of everlasting bliss

Long haiku

Open your eyes but see with your mindeyes
Open your hands but hold with your bulging heart

Long haikus

Obey the dictate of time and it unleashes 
A good formation of human senses 


Without logic we hardly decode the senses of nature to which all things flow in their 


lifetime of natural state and guided by natural law and not overwhelmed by resistance 

Long haiku

Define your myth and let it work for you 
Myths in other climes, certainly may not work for you 

My Personal Anecdote:Jesus Christ is A liar

I think this is my most controversial piece and I did say with all due sense of responsibility and I do mean it.Jesus greatest liar and the day I debunked those lies the day my first set of billion came.The blacks till date didn't know why they were kept as savages in their history and perpetually destined white slaves and subservient to white supremacists was because of Christ whom they so much love to praise.Yet he made them perpetual slaves to white race for 400years of slavery and still waves of neocolonialism had not stopped
Personally the day I debunked biblical lies personally that was the day I made my first billions and if you were to asked me Christianity or Christlike issues is a curse to me and as freethinker skeptical of anything I devised a mean to make my money and wealth.I wrote the obituary of God several years ago in favour of mother nature the new religion in response to Friedrich Nietzsche's satirical God is dead .Not many recall the self critical piece.I had chased the influence in the dream and large smell of demonic influence left my body in the dream and I could come to my senses this dream and the smell related to my poverty and immediately not more than a day letter billions rolled into my bank accounts.I cannot explain it and I don't think my case or in similar scenario is ever found .We have to find what works for us and it can be stupid if we think what is popular might work for us.I think this is my personal anecdote to the repugnant remarks of others I don't care.

Long haiku

Marry your choice,marry your 
Choice 
When it is your heart you truly win

Long haiku

Good character is the ultimate substance 
The ultimate flames of the human intergrity 

Long haikus

Shine in the midst of distress 
Shine often times too when the sun is down

From sunset into sunrise in a lifelong 
The sun never forgets good labor of love 

Long haiku

Smile in the face of adversity 
When you see other people cry

Long haiku

Finish your assignment get to your 
Destination and take care of yourself 

Long haiku

Stay on the guard and never go berserk 
Stand on your lane and perspire forever 

Long haikus

Strong emphasis is evidence of truth
Much emphasis undertaken unveil the affirmative 


Body language blinking structural deimphasis unveils falsehood and asperity

Long haiku

Smiling smile in the face of adversity 
Stressing stress in the grace of prosperity 

Haiku

Kiss the earth and forget the past
Kiss your future and remember the posterity

Haiku

Your words can go far 
Than the spirit of your legs

Wole Soyinka:The man with the World Greatest Revolution.part two

American writers took up the giant strides not where the British copy cats left off but much worse in an entirely new vista that sent shivers down the spines of world literary society.Littlewonder they were subject to harsh criticism by the British "
"Really?"
"Of course you hear me right because they couldn't produce authentic works and why would they in the first place because foreigners did for their masters and fought for them.It was like the same situation in Nigeria Yoruba fought for Nigeria in the civil war or that the Ogbomosho warriors known and popular warriors fought for Yoruba every time of the war.The same Ogbomosho warriors that colonised Europe for 800 years in the region Iberian peninsula now known as Spain and Portugal.
"You mean Ogbomosho warriors?What was the name of this group in question?"
"They were called the moor during the time of mansa Musa another Yoruba king the king of ufe now ife also ruled over mali for which he was popularly known as king of Mali with major achievement gold rich and built Timbuktu the third oldest university in Africa with the biggest library to rival library of Alexandria in Egypt then biggest and oldest.Sorry for digression please.They were heavily criticized by the British."
"Uhhhhmmmm.Copy cats!"
"Yes copy cat-- Americans too were subject to harsh criticism .You know the hard earned American war of liberation(1775-1783) was the first hard earned colonial power"
"First colony to fight for victory and freedom?"
"Exactly.so it is understandable why their books were harshly criticized before and after the American revolution.They too were heavily dependent on British which was why their books were harshly criticized.What do you expect mother copy cat to do as at the time to her copy cat toddler?"
"Jesus !I can't believe it "
"Better do.Americans themselves were painfully conscious of their too much dependence on the English literal models.Need I say that until 1816 the search for native literature never became a national obsession.Understood ?"
"Yeah.i never knew even the American society took off on sour grape."
"Yes they did and the rest of the colonies.An editor of magazine that criticized this malaise during the period lamented the state of dependency as a.........."state of degradation fraught with disgrace and to be dependent on a foreign mind for what we can produce ourselves is to add to the crime of indolence the weakness of stupidity ".
"Weakness of stupidity!"
"It would take america another fifty good years in a frequency of cumulative checkered antecedence to earn her cultural independence and produced epochal works of arts "
"Now those writers name them ?"
"They were so lazy too but they quickly recovered and lazily America produced her first generation of world class literary figures.The first generation of American writers include Washington Irving, James Fenimore Cooper,Ralph Waldo Emerson,Henry David Thoreau ,Helman Melville, Nathaniel Hawthorne,Walt Whitman, Edgar Allan Poe and Emily Dickinson ."
"Why do you think it slows down so much?"
"It was because of laziness and the exploration of fabled but lingering identication with england .There was excessive imitation of English or classical literary models and the inherent publishing difficulty catapulted by bad economic conditions.Infact in fashion and behavior also immitated the English and in almost every thing"
.Why would fifty years after their fame in England, Joseph Addison, Jonathan swift,Richard Steele, Alexander pope,Oliver Goldsmith and Samuel Johnson by portrait and Infuence still relevant in America ?"
"It was because of the same problem of immitation that lingered for so long before they could regain their consciousness.They were still being immitated and copied eargerly in America.
If you think the British were lazy but the Americans were lazier pioneered and took pyracy to the peak never seen before and so lazy to use their brains.Little wonder Benjamin Franklin the first self made in America according to David Hume taught them to use their common sense and not to be lazy.Due to the pyracy of anything British and Americans writers could not live on writing in a country where excessive pyracy destroyed the work of arts.The highpoint of pyracy in 1815 corresponds to the low point of American publishing . After they separated from Britain for the early writers writing did not pay,had no mordern publishers,no audience and no sufficient legal protection where editorial assistance,distribution and publicity were shallow, unimpressive and rudimentary.Apparently lack of audience and a worse case scenario lack of copyright law stagnated publishing.Regardless of the fact most American authors in 1825 paid printers to publish my works only few independently leisured wealthy individuals like Washington Irving and the new York Knickerbocker group or the group of Connecticut poets under brand name of Hartford Wits could pen their thoughts in writing.Benjamin Franklin rose from a poor family a self made printer could publish his own book.When Charles Brockden Brown author of several romance Gothic novels tried too but ended and died in poverty.Pyrates like Franklin grew extremely wealthy but most through reprinted volume of English authors and partly contributed to low patronage and demand in the Americans.Imported authorized English versions and editions were quite expensive and still heavily pyrated. Cooper's first book "Spy" was pyrated within one month of publication by four different printers .The likes of Michael Carrey another London printer based published and indulged in pyracy paid spies to bring  pyrated copies of British authors to America.Printers awashed America engaging in pyracy at unprecedented proportion.Hence barely learned from history. After the copyright law of 1790 drafted by Noah Webster that protected only American authors and did not go down well with the British.So pyracy destroyed first revolutionary generation of American writers and thereafter the generation after them collapsed too. Nevertheless the cheap source of pyrated books did educate them in the first fifty years and prepared the minds of lazy thinkers for the next big wave at a cost of pyrated content as they began to appear after 1825.I hadn't read all these tides and facts beyond the book Alexander Hamilton the black man who founded america and greatest man ever. I got the first feelings from the book to uncover the secrets of Americans as lazy people in the early republic successive searches confirmed this truth .Franklin's Poor Richard's Almanac was published in 1732 and published in series made him rich.It was annual book of amusements useful encouragement advice and factory of factual information and has amusing characters like old father Abraham,poor Richard exhort the reader in a memorable sayings and pithy ways such as 'The Way To Wealth', that first appeared in the Almanac Father Abraham a plain clean old man with white locks that quote Richard at length.Quotes such as Early to bed early to rise,"A word to the wise is enough "or God help them that helps themselves " or what makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise he often counsels hardwork that diligence is the mother of goodluck,or do not be lazy"he says" for one today is worth two tomorrow etc.
Take a look at all American writers who can you compare with wole Soyinka?"
"Thomas Paine "
"That wrote only pamphlet on common sense?"
"But it secured Americans independence and quite a profound influence.First three months sold over 200,000 copies"
"Then after that what next? Soyinka wrote the first play at independence Dance of forest and wrote kongi harvest Nigeria's first featured film in 1970 first film in 1963.None of the American writers even British can be compared to him"
What about Shakespeare and Wordsworth?"
"Have you not heard Shakespeare is a mythical figure bare exist that most of the works could have been credited to Francis Bacon?"
Then Wordsworth "
"Even Wordsworth not as talented and influential as wole Soyinka.See J.D.Salinger, the author of catcher in the rye,From Harper Lee to Stephen king,Maya Angelou, Theodore Geisel , Scott Fitzgerald you cannot compare them to kongi.Ernest Hemingway , William Faulkner , John steinbech and Tony Morrison won a Nobel each and that is final,Mark Twain , Edgar Allan Poecannp hil"







Based on what you said so the Greeks didn't really write they stole diverse work of arts from Egypt right?"
"Exactly,you heard me right".
"That the British too didn't really write except that they copied more from foreigners like vikings Normans and the rest of them right?"
"Yes, exactly "
"That wole Soyinka is the greatest writer and most influential writer in the history of the world who saw all his labour in his lifetime both directly or directly and the  most versatile writer in the world".
"Exactly "
"Also that the greatest gift black man ever had during and after slavery of slave trade is wole Soyinka and the greatest black man of all time and that no black comes close.Right?"
"Exactly.Let me help you if the Romans too were copy cats like the Greeks and the British cannons did the same does that really not tell you something?"
"Like what?"
That lazy writers dominated the world literary scenes with no commensurable power whatsoever beyond the militarisation of the their global economic power and yoked with stolen world.It was due to this technical error that made pyracy so difficult a global nightmare to deal.

The Possibility of Dreams.part 231

If men of old live on memory or experience and the youth live on hope what factory of factors do we think can tilt the balance in the favor of the former or the latter? Certainly it should be technology to oppose status quo and switch or tillt the balance in favour of the latter and that is what the 21st century in the world has achieved.Getting ahead of the weaker but experienced team information is certainly the key to such sterling achievement.The use of pragmatism and the exploration of pragmatism and the terminology involved in the strait indeed could not have been differentiated from pragmatism and strictly speaking pragmatic arts.The growth in the next century certainly will turn the hearts into a paradise and thereafter mankind will live forever.I do not believe God exist and I expressed probability in woeful terms when I say in my most famous sayings "Even if God exist he must have been an atheist and I wrote a lot about it in my play The Cosmos.
Pragmatic arts is a combination of creative thinking,strategic thinking and mental research that is extend beyond scientific research often limited to a particular scientific project say in biology or physics within those spheres of thoughtful influence.Whereas mental research is all encompassing and navigating more than one single scientific project.I think the use of pragmatic arts though grows exponentially still far from the golden age until the unthinkable unthinking part of the developing and third world countries could be mobilised in their teeming population to join in the encroaching bandwagon of pragmatic artistic use and revolution.We move from rationalism and empiricism only into pure idealistic rationalism and empirical rationalism respectively.

August 16, 2025

Remember what you know

Remember what you know 
It may still save you
Again
Remember the glorious time 
Remember the bad time
Then compare
Now apply it 
And be a better person 

Our final destiny

The days of failure 
Are gone 
Forever 
The days of victory 
Are everlasting peace 
We must not shirk 
Our critical responsibility 
For the transportation 
Of our kind 
In the city of nation
That should be
Our final destiny


Good counsel

Good counsel salvages 
the broken heart 
Where the  benignity  of broken earth
Is forefeited 
At the course 
Of lifetime struggle 
We should thrive 
With good counsel 
For the bliss impending 
The voice of beautiful messenger
Thrill the beautiful news
Beware
Behind those good counsel 
Many evils were burried 
In the deep ocean floor.

Humility

You need extreme humility 
To succeed on the earth 
It takes extreme volatility 
Pitched against this
 wedlock of the wonda
Commotion the harbinger 
Of this volatility 
Speak to you
When often times 
In the near terms 
Humility evaporates 

Do not quit

When the task is not done
Do not quit
When the task is done
Do not quit 
Think twice 
For every task
No rest 
For the task master
Your generation in prison 
Of those task not yet done
And of those task fully done 

Honour your self

Honour your parent 
Honour your siblings 
Honour your neighbors 
Honour your environment 
Honour your community 
Honour your society 
Honour your state of being
Honour your country 
Honour your world 
Indeed the world is your oysters
That is how to honour your self

Freely

When you re blessed 
With the solution 
Do not suffer others
Freely given 
freely received

Charity

Charity begins at home 
So says the old adage
But to most folks
Charity begins abroad 
And neglect 
to take care 
of their home
Much pressure 
By the need in life 
Neccesity in life 
As the mother of invention 
Barely repairs damage 
Which has been done
To the factual outcome 
If charity fails to 
begin at home
Wickedness may share
The same apparel 
With it
So be a charity at home

The moment you believe it

The moment you believe it
An opening elsewhere 
Is fabricated by those 
Gigantic leaps of faith
And confession
It always does 
Never ceases to open
For every positive motive
There is a positive word
And a positive result 
Both substances 
On two ends
Much 
Collide
For wondrous outcome 
So rejoice 
The moment 
You believe 

When you say.....

When you say
It cant be better than you think
Then I tell You it cannot be 
Better for you
Or than you think 
We reap wages of sin
When we commit 
The greatest sin 
A doubt of the human dignity 
Never doubt 
Your personality
Is more than you think 

Good conscience

Good conscience 
Is the true price
And most holy
Trumpet 
Of universal freedom 
Freedom is holy
It does not flow
To unrighteousness
To undignified cause
But around good conscience 
The true price of true liberties 
Dont deny good conscience 
If you desire to be freed

Unbundle Summit

Unbundle your impossibility
Before it unbundles you
Unbundle your challenge 
Before it unbundles you 
Reckless errands 
Turn stale 
Beautiful spring
Of a glorious dawn 
Learn to use
Time effectively 
Well targeted 
At your impossibility 
Hence unbundle them
Before 
They unbundle you
That is your unbundle Summit 

Perseverance is the key

We cushion 
Every 
Regret 
With 
Every palate
Of prospective 
Ambition 
When the first 
Fails 
If your logic
Hardly carries it
Boycot it
And settle 
For the next
Wave
Of ambition 
We may get nowhere 
If every upset
Causes the
Dreamer
To surrender 
Precious ambition 
Perseverance is the key
Maintain it

Fight

If you fight with bare hands 
You would face the consequences 
If you do with matchete brandished 
So shall you bear it and face the music
Never stop to fight 
When the strugglings of mankind 
Barely ends 
Fight always 
Even with your body language 
To gravitate everlasting peace 
To your door step

Believe yourself

Belief in others 
Believe in your self
And we have so many 
Fake disciples 
Who hardly believe 
Themselves 
And faking belief 
In others 
First to believe 
In yourself 
Student belief 
In others 
Might decline
Verily speaking 
Driven by soft passion 
Rather than hard passion 
Then believe yourself 
First
For out of it
Are the issues 
Of beautiful 
Spring 

Feed Your enemies?

We have plenty of food
To eat
And one day
My visit to the belicose grind
Unsettled my medula
Cross of hungry wolves
Cry of hungry wolves 
Who will help them?
Practically none 
Then I took the honour
What?
The honour of
Feeding ingrates
A friend had retorted
They dont like you
Do you feed your enemy?
What do you need?
They said your head
We shall kill you
And he runs
After feeding them

Be not desperate

Be no desperate 
For help nor success 
From the neighbour of yours
Who have what you need 
In abundance 
But will never help 
You
Even when you re not 
Desperate 
He hates your existence 
So try to be moderate.

Use common sense

Use common sense
As plenipotentiary 
of the horse sense 
Use common sense 
Always 
Use common sense 
Your saviour of the material 
And eternal life

Thank your stars

Thank your stars 
And your head 
When you re succesful 
Even when you re down
Agitate same
Do not decline 

Point of correction

Point of correction 
Is valuable 
When you make
A mistake 
A grievous
Mistake 
Then the point 
Appreciates 
In value
How come 
Mistakes 
Are valuable?
Why?
Take the knowledge 
Learn
And move on

Bully your challenge

Bully your challenge 
Not fellow humans 
Spare not it and bully it down
Can you afford it?
I think folks 
Bully not
Wrong headed 
Folks
But 
Nincompoop
Of yourself 
Bully yourself 
To achieve 
Better personality 
Hence bully
Your spirit 
Bully your challenge 
Not fellow humans 
And alienate 
Forever 
Terror
In modern society 
Forever 
So bully 
Your challenges 

Shout

Sing above your voice
Never let any one block you 
It may not be too long 
The treat and rest of the world 
Will remember you 
When they hear 
Your golden voice
Missing point in peasant region
Shout if possible shout 
Shout!
O boy 
Shout!

A Palm tree

He hurls down the palm tree
With the grand wield 
Of impenitent matchete
To butch specie 
For food and commerce
Palm trees are 
natural wealth device
Oriented
For variegated purpose 
Be a palm 
Tree
Blessed home
Am a palm tree 
Am a palm tree
O my palm tree 
Am Blessed home.

Riches or penury

Good conscience 
Brings everlasting peace 
But maybe sometimes 
In a full lifetime 
 ruined by mass penury
Tell me what pays
Riches or penury?
Then I choose riches

Use common sense

Use common sense
As plenipotentiary 
of the horse sense 
Use common sense 
Always 
Use common sense 
Your saviour of the material 
And eternal life

Never sigh

Never sigh when least satisfied 
Never sigh when regret barely forefeits you
Never sigh when pyrhic victory never earned
Never sigh when disappointment barely vanishes
Never sigh when your feature is clueless and unprofitable 
But I sigh someday when opulence dat on my bed and Never leave 
My eternal brother 

Health is wealth

As they say
Health is wealth 
 health o is wealth 
I am healed by the
Word of my mouth 
To affirm 
Health is wealth 
Pain departs 
From my bowel
I am healed 
I am healed 
I am healed 
I am healed 
Health dawn on me
Indeed health is wealth 
 

August 15, 2025

Unknown lands

Sail beyond the unknown lands
We clamour of those clamour 
That none ever unravel 
Yet no one ever spoke 
So confidently and neither 
Go berserk nor befuddled 
At the call for introspection 

There's no graveyard

There's no graveyard 
To the immortal souls
The acme of the impossible 
The joke of eternity 
The unseen folks 
That never return 
Now our blather
But the world of the living 
To repel the growing graveyard 
My siblings 
Skipped this Earth's blustering nightmare 
To live forever 
Not by antecedence 
But by predestination 
And apocalypse 
May not decipher 

Am an immortal

My thinking tent my thinking cap 
My eternal home beyond grateful graveyard 
Surmounted 
Thereof my unbroken bones 
Liveth forever 
Am an immortal 
Beyond words and actions 
Beyond dreams and ambition 
Ambassador of eternity
 in the fleeting earth
Am an immortal 
Am an immortal 

Beautiful spring

Laundering seasons call for beautiful spring masqueraded as untarnished beautiful roses at the tryst of shuddering distance 

Spheres of Influence

Spheres of influence barely grow dim
Where discounts are never given to dreary weather to sewer the perpetual nature of this glorious influence 

Still I shine

Still I rise by Maya Angelou inspired this poem


You may write me off in your closet
With your calumny and diatribes 
You may treat me down in your very traduce
And still like Venus I'll overheats the momentum 
I shine 
Still I shine 
Does my sauciness belch your outrage 
Why are you impounded with doomsday?
Tis my gigantic leap your nebula beyond the golden valleys 
Still limping in your mottled ass and Achilles heels 
Just like morons and buffoons in their meagre mires
With the certainty of their immaculate nebula 
Just like waning tides of the beautiful springs 
Still I overheats like Venus 
Did you goof in your wildest ass and macabre humor?
Malignant head and malignant feet
Dropped shoulders with cringing navel
Dreary weakneed grimacing over forlorn sooth
Does my unruly cheeks with the grimdeath of the machismo draw your disconsolate ire?
Tis thy gold mine in the nocturnal strike forlorn amiss
Your beautiful orchards with striking apple and grapevine turns stale
Dreary eyes blistering hardly cut down 
The beautiful orchards 
Where the avarice fell off his crimson 
And tides and metaphors with quirky cannon balls 
Decelerate haughty moist in your denigration of beautiful vines
Still like Venus I overheats 
I shine 
Does my momentum seems to bother?
Does my unruly dreams ever shoot down your glowing sky?
That laughs maybe bellyaching than mere belly laughed 
At the meeting of sordid cheeks
Coast home upon the waning tides of checkered antecedence 
I overheat
I shine 
Am a blackamoor beyond the nebulous nebula of prostrating negritude 
Swollen feet bred and bears the fangs of freedom 
Not allay driven to the allusion of broken reeds
Leaving behind thighs of scented serfdom and terrifying ghosts 
Like Venus I overheats 
Momentum barely fails me
As if like from the sorcerer's stoop
I overheat
I shine 
Beyond the beautiful roses 
Beyond the beautiful spring 
I shine 
I shine 
I shine 
Still I shine 







Shall I compare thee to a beautiful spring?

Shall I compare thee to a beautiful spring?
Thou art intemperate than the foxes are
Unruly beasts nudging the forest floors 
And the spring bed for the spring time hath all too benign to kiss
Sometimes too hot like Venus to plaid craft with Machiavelli or like Zoroaster 
And often gold plated reeks undimmed 
Froth over fair mound for unfair roses.
Moonstruck,bats in the belfry, unglued ,unhinged,unzipped,screwloose,fruitcake nutties,mad as a hatter,cracked heels,barmies,bonkers, delirious flakes, erratic freaked outs,flippies out of their trees, dingiest,dippies,kookies ,potty screwballs, out -to -lunches,cuckoo-psychos, berserk apes and wackies marooned in wacky winces
O mad as a march hares !
Dancing kookies jeered at the moult for beautiful spring 
Nope blather to baa and maa, whine and bluster fuss,
Nor alacrity to gripe 
Swung ebb tides in skullduggery, monkey business song and dance,drunk machinations flew like a pawn of rainbow 
Egregious mafiosi and unruly machomen
Hail where the golden lions surmount their golden stars for the golden hills 
Old greybeard's gongs had melodies 
To crease wanton clamours for the beautiful spring.
Whom shall we compare to the beautiful spring
So our shoal and creel amplified may garner the beautiful spring a repertoire of beautiful  roses?
Old greybeard thereof sobbed greedily 
Where pledged sinew from golden lions outmarched evasive mockery 









Sing your freedom

Hail sing your freedom in joyous times 
Hail sing your freedom in grievous time 
The mouth of freedom bring you freedom 
Your power is confession 
Be consistent 

Sing Always

Sing when you re in grief and distress
Sing when you re down and sing when 
The mood is joyous 
Thou shalt sing always to acclimatise
To the boredom of singing girth in appalling times
The mind who get used to songs in sunny times and bleary time
Stay above the munchings of appalling times 
Beneath this disdain of muse,grief barely vanishes 
Able to swallow he or she in the bleary time 
Therefore sing always

Favorite

Favorite is always the favorite 
Favorite is always the favorite 
Favorite is always the favorite 
Favorite is always the favorite 
Favorite is always the favorite 

An Ode To my Pyrhic Victory

Thou still not your throat to thrive 
With pyrhic Victory 
Thou showeth not compunction 
To the melodies of silence 
That hewn thee to the applause of my ode
Striving for gallantry in the mother's womb 
A flowery tales of fabled roses intered 
In the plummet of hazy clouds 
Thy mates are funfares with the golden stars
Bounteous heralds of symphonies and vicissitudes slaughtered at their heels
Hark and hail:
Unknown melodies sunk in your nesciency 
Are much more glorious than heard melodies 
On the perch of eternities,they re much sweeter than golden roses are
Not the olfactory lobes to make sensual to endearment 
But to the infinity of the cosmos as loop for endless symphonies 
And to the supermen who live to hibernate thereof
It is an endless glamour shots that I wish eternity In the mortal's bone
Fair spirit above the grand canyon thou canst not quench
Beneath the woods and above the woods 
Songs and songs of the golden eternities 
Thrilled ad infinitum 
The golden stars in their golden hills and valleys that cannot fade at the slaughter houses of time and seasons 
Rejoice happy boughs not for the beautiful spring adieu
Masqueraded in thumping sate of the fugacious debris 
To those sapping bones at the green altars beneath a jaundice but haunted mysterious priest 
Where silken flanks with garland drest lowering heifer from the immaculate skies
From the seashore to the mountain built golden citadels 
Not the desolate arts with attic shape yet with unfair attitude 
But the pious morn with forest branches, beautiful petals and chirping birds and trodden weeds over cold pastoral
 hunting dogs in the backwoods for the fortunate knights 
To know the earth is beautiful and wedded to beautiful spring 
And antecedence is the key to unlock those milestones
 intered in the sand dunes and bowels of the thrilling earth 
Sing my ode to the joy of pyrhic Victory 
Not this sting and time with the pyrates of dreams 
But the immaculate knighterrants 
Pinions upon horses 
Bountiful well wishers of the golden hills 

A Sorcerer's Anecdote

I met a witch a sorcerer from my antique city "Ogbomosho"
Shortly after school I visited grandma and the witch in minstrelsy like and poetic undertones 
Who soothsay my glorious posterity 
To the dancing words of eulogy 
Reveled in the prognosis like chewing gum in her scary mouth 
As she says:
"Ibikunle's compound is greater than any one I Ve seen elsewhere 
Ibikunle's compound is greater than any one I Ve seen elsewhere "
Then it took three decades in Lagos 
To transpire and still counting 
What a grotesque and a grisly scary!

Kiss your morn

Kiss your morn 
With a vow
To rise 
Above pettiness 
Kiss your golden morn 
With a vow 
To break the jinx
And shoot to the sky 
Kiss your morn
With a vow 
And lo kick the ball
The golden balls of the unprecedented 
And shoot away 
And glide away
 with the stars

August 14, 2025

Choice to shine

Every moment an opportunity 
To shine 
Every moment an opportunity 
To fail
Make a choice 
With what you desire 
The former is my choice 

Pyrhic Victory

To be successful trial 
Is your university 
When you graduate 
The school authority 
Will give you a garland 
And a wreath if profound 
What do they call it
"Victory"
Or as they say 
If heavily fought for 
"Pyrhic Victory"

Beautiful smiles

Beautiful smiles with artful optimism 
Suggest indication of beautiful spring 
Afar 
There after it was fun running from the repugnant mess of golden valleys 

Complex folks

Complex task for complex folks
Menial tasks for menial folks
If you change this law chaos stakes the realm 
And take over the city and we lament
Of decay in every sector in every season 
Remember 
Complex task for complex folks
Menial tasks for menial folks
Plead thee do not offend nature 
And make chaos our everlasting primogeniture 
Indeed complex task for complex folks 

Ravishings

Sweet roses, ravishing daffodils 
Beautiful petals and birds on those stalks
Chirping beautiful songs tell the most beautiful story of a lifetime 

Sweet Little Sixteen

I think at 16 to 17 years
I almost fell in love 
With a girl talk lanky 
Seductress with all her
Leggy and ravishing beauty
Smote my senses off my hood
It was like I was successful with her
Whereas I was not
Perhaps due to dread of simple machine 
Engagement engagement engagement 
What is engagement?
Death wish or something?
Nope
You know what am saying guys?
Just simple hello,I,I love you,"
Which I fail to say
Then the core engagement 
Talk talk talk talk talk talk talk 
It just didn't flow
Even thereafter in Lagos 
It just didn't work out
Due to lack of money 
Greedy for women 
Lack of targeted choice 
And the time switched away 
In endless streams y

Fugitive land

Every passing day is a learning curve 
He who learns them graduate every passing day.The university of fugacity keep close scrutiny on the fugitives in her kits and every man in the radar of time is a fugitive regardless of status and race and he who wins and graduate returns home with rewards for time pays no rewards to a fugitive.many die a bastard and a fugitive of time.He goes into wind farm that is struggling fields and dies there with no rewards and if there's a rewards and he not a fugitive and return time houses he or she in country house.Therefore be a learner so you can return home from fugitive land

Hands of time

You can never beat the hands of time 
Just be careful to you use your time well
We are not always accurate but whatever you get try to stay wealthy and your sacrifice would never fail but not clueless sacrifice please take care of yourself and stay out of trouble.

My Father's anecdotes

My father had taught many things 
Before we knew it and before we
Could say jack to realize the immortal 
Benefits of those folk leanings 
From the family's beautiful folktales
And radiant anecdotes we were already 
Grown up.
From his travels around the world 
Who narrated his memoirs in visiting 
Every country in Europe 
Down to visiting West African countries 
By this time we were old enough to follow him
To the crash of family silver and the great migration to Lagos 
And three decades thereafter we hit boom
Again and wealth returned into the family
Now in a big way
As we revived the family and we became globetrotters and travelled every country of the world beyond father's traverse.
Had I not seen the dream the voice of ancient man who spoke "
Kunle barely return home okay ;for you and your are globetrotters"
Waow !
I was shocked though not surprised when it happens.

Good Day

Every day is a good day
Depending on how you view it
If you think is a bad day
Change it with positive mindset 
For positive confession 
Beyond this sacrifice 
Every day is a good day
Often times 
A good day 
For the elfin tailor
The tailor or the seamstress 
Fabricate jackets or 
Apparels with ease
Every day is a good day 
For the entrepreneur 
For the artisan 
Even for the prentice
Almost every one trades 
Yearning for the rewards
Of a laborious toil
Aiming for the neplulstra 
Even for the slave
Hoping someday 
That freedom is guaranteed 


August 13, 2025

Listening

I am amazed at a poet Eamon Grenan
As if asleep in his work 
Queried a common dog and he says 
"I am watching Cleo our dog listening to Mozart 's Magic flute "
Then she asked"What can she be hearing?"
This sounds little rage
I Ve done writing why animal keep silence 
And are good at that silence mongering 
Why do animals Keep or how do they hear?"
Of course plants and animals by nature 
Are the true libraries of the universe 
They with the space hold infinite revelry of eternal information exchange 
The birds sends information to the heavens
The spirit of the dead returns into the bush
When mortal died and at the point of hearing unknown to mankind like Grenan
His grenade launched tepid lust for unknown numbers
And certainly the numbers holds the fortress of facts
Lion in the atavistic era of simple life forms
Was a human being that matures
Into a God of the universe 
If indeed God exists 
Practically every species and plants 
Store these sacred information 
By listening and barely dislodge silence 
From the repugnant logos 
He stores information 
By mere listening 

Open

Open your arts to accommodate
freedom from the remotest corner 
Of the golden hills 

Welcome

Welcome to your glory 
If your faith is enigma 
How do you know such axiom?
Tell me
Silence in the midst of tribulation 
Long suffering the true ghost of love

Needy

Help the needy help the poor 
Sometimes it will return back to you 
A gasping overwhelm of hundred folds

Long Haiku

Good memories seal mouth agape 
The wonderful rhythm of a goleador

Audacious frost

Does trusting little green leaves
Ever requires 
An audacious frost on a rendezvous 
Of one or two specks 
For a sedate folk or evergreen youth?



A flinch of vivid red flaunching 
Patch
Amidst the torpedoes of 🌞 sun's tremulous quivers
And gravy dust
Overwhelmed 
By little race run
Over little tepid pool 
Drown inward and outward 
With winds tossing the lilacs
Laughing leaves mocking the sun
Not cremated beneath apple blossom 
Of a wintry way
Bemused above shining queers



Accolades

Accolades witness the golden stars 
Enmasse the golden hills annexed
By the feet of the gods to visit the city of gold 
We cannot rejoice more than our applause 
The spirit of accolades can take to places 
Glues of golden hills in the worship of golden roses 
Give it to accolades without with it cannot be possible 

Who is Chaos?

Mother nature 's first spring 
Is silence
The family silver of ontology 
Then he plants peace 
In the green field of silence 
Then the weird sisters
Someday when they emerge
Planted violence,chaos
Who are the weird sisters?
Faith, probability and fate
Who coronate who?
Fate the king of existence 
Reign over this silence 
Division among them 
Born chaos
Chaos what is chaos?

Wealthy sacrifice

Wonderful sacrifice blessed by grace 
Is the best investment in a lifetime.
It brings fortune faster than the speed of sound and the speed of light combined.

Serve others and receive their blessings and curses
When blessings mature it brings curses 
When curses mature it brings blessings
When blessings mature it brings fortune faster than the speed of thoughts.
Sacrifice is the key and above all things 
Be in good health for a wealthy sacrifice 

Life

Our life is like
A beautiful rose
In the sky 

Long Haiku

Good good good good good good
Good good good good good good 

My Mother's Applause

My mother's applause 
Often times glamorous 
Upon my head
She pours me encomium 
Tells me
Your eyes are like 
Shrimps full of shrimps"
Dad had cautioned 
Countless times 
And it was so overwhelming 
At her nuance
That she had to stop 
That shrimps in my face
Means to afford folks
Beautiful things to eat
Never tire of beautiful spring 
Wealth and prosperity 

Never Neglect Competence

I can not neglect beautiful privileges
But to negotiate beautiful privileges in 
Beautiful springs requires competences
Dating over mileages and period of investment on competences.
Grow your competence as the best sacrifice to open up highly competitive market 
Do not complain opportunity comes but once
You will differentiate your self 
Never neglect competence 

Haiku

The rewards of a lifetime 
Is in the lifetime of sacrifice 

Long Haiku

Moment of truth I say moment of truth 
Moment of truth is the best period in a lifetime 

Haiku

Grace by law kills grace by faith
Favor by law kills favor by faith 

Haiku

Things change faster 
When you believe faster

Two men clash over ego

Moment by moment fly in your obscurity 
Yes they fly by and you never know 
It's like a dashing wings of wind 
That you can't really hold them
So despicable and detestable 
Yet you see it and abide by it.
Two men clashes over their ego.
"What can you do to change?
Change nature or do what?
Yeah change your self
Change myself?
Like seriously 
Yes please 
Do what?
Your self

Have you done so?
Me to change what?
You change your self first before you change others
I Ve nothing bad to change 
I mean your work of transformation 
Stop robbery, manslaughter,lies, perversion etcetera 
Oh you mean that?
But it takes you two decades to handle 
Give me time "
To change habbit 
It takes time 
And to hone new one
It takes time 
Even much more time 
Remember 
Without character 
Nothing like success 
Is possible 

Pure Gold!

My younger brother had incomprehensible 
labouring powers who believed without your hardwork you barely make it in life.
He was cute,smart in the native way and innately generous but also unpredictable in the way he animate his gesture for vivacious engagement . Unlike me according to my creed you win in life by smart work and it was more like an unspoken contest in the family in the context of metallic body language's metalanguages .The semantics could say nope as he attracted all the accolades and eurogy and of my kind diatribes and cacophonies.To recall the golden words of a wise writer at a local cybercafe had cautioned my exuberance "If you re going to be a writer in this country you re likely going to go hungry but you could be immortalized forever "It struck like a cord ever since but the magic wand was nurtured moving with like minds and my few friends were lovers of literature and we discussed it and live it.My two brothers had lot of menial accolades working the whole enchilada of Lagos.Eldest brother gbolahan had gone overseas a composer and a symphony of global repute.We embraced the same logic but at loggerheads in unison unlike my closeness to my younger brother.Three decades in the languishing stocks of Lagos slums finally I was courted with greater accolades and I was gobsmacked at the level of my ideology when the overwhelming crowd of jeers,boos and applause sang and thumped my applause.Myriad of genealogies fell into this humor.Be a smart worker and not a labourer.Apparently it wasn't too late for my brothers to accede to my request and those fatalists with this strange mindset are in the majority.You cannot change people's mindset unless they re determined to and unless you shoot to the sky and show them otherwise.Those who fail to change their mindset probably never had a good role model and that is final.Human beings are much moved by realities than idealism but if any spectacular idealism comes around proven by tested logic and proven empiricism I think they fall flat.Pure gold!

Use Your Memory

Childhood memoirs so unique 
A blend of hidden fortune and hidden trauma 
That later evolution of the concerned human person 


Sometimes might not get over it 


Shallowed trauma can be life threatening 
Holistic bliss therein could outlive those memoirs 


Sometimes could be the standpoint of sunny times 

That if a trauma draws you back in the early years might be the turning point of a later years.
Anyways old age lives on memory

At the penning of this poem early morning 
I did hear a lass telling a toddler girl 
"Why did you drown the soap in the water?"

Empiricism! empiricism!!

The older the age the more empiricism grows,the best homily to the animal spirit 


Wouldn't she have made that mistake had she being a little bit younger?
Wouldn't she have drench the soap like the crazy toddler?



Empiricism plus infinity , empiricism galore,action plus knowledge empiricism grows .


As the thread of golden memoirs harvest the commonsenses,in the cascading consignment of action at sea less breach of duty perspires

Those not able to recall this wonderful memoir are bound and doomed so to say crash into the impuissant rock of ignorance 


Ignorance is a plague


As mortals grow older the mnemonics slow down but not so to consumers of nemnonics .


The exact implications could be dire but we could not skid it so glaring in the golden morn of those who sing and those who weep.

That if a man is so intelligent it doesn't guarantee ultimate triumphs in life but it does matter


So use your memory use your thinking cap













Times and seasons

Times and seasons wait for no one
Your fleeting life kith and kins of times
and seasons 
wait not even for the owner of life
Opportunities often times do not return 
Once again when they re lost in the embroidery of squandered time
The use of time is a better asset 
For the consumer and user of that time 
Not even the user,the luxury or impact derived 
Not even accolades and diatribes euphony and cacophony 
As the sting of grief vanishes for the bliss of stardom 
So to remember that this beautiful bequest 
Is the endowment paid for by the dancing euphoria of fleeting times and seasons.

August 9, 2025

Belong

When you re much learned 
Grown up in the appreciable mass
Of learning curve and learned curve 
You have to climb the mountain 
Leave the valley 
And ride bikes with the big old boys
By then you re starting to belong

Rewards

The rewards of a lifetime 
Might not be immediate
 But a painstaking process 
That evolution of time 
Patience and sacrifices 
Sown over considerable 
Period of time 
As the case maybe 
When add up in the grand finale 
Beyond the grand canyon 
From the University of adversity 
Into the University of prosperity 
The rewards shall surely 
Be earned in the 
Most unpredictable and sometimes 
Unproductive and unpremeditated 
Channels 



Gunsmithing

The fight in my school
We call it kungful
I didn't stop until I graduated 
From primary school 
I kept beating my mates
I was the best in martial artist 
And every film we watched
From Bruce Lee, charlie chaplain 
Down to jentli and Jackie Chan 
We experimented them 
Until my junior secondary 
Fine arts had dominated though my best was in primary four and five and six 
I once drew my teacher's portrait 
Had declined prior to exit of junior secondary school 
Three things abide
From judo,to fine arts down to immense mastery of dictionary 
A budding lexicographer and later shaped by Shakespeare and wole Soyinka 
In the later years 
First nover at about 12 years
Then a colosus in Lagos 
In the art of punsmithing 
My true gunsmithing 
Deployed three million vocabularies 
In my gunsmithing of words and phrases 
An obscurantist in his own right
Soyinka my forerunner 

Memory

Object captured in your brain 
Cannot be ommitted 
Can never be ommitted 
Truly speaking 
It can never be erased 
Especially in the leanings
And mould of fast learning kid
Use memory 
Recall things
Both in theatrics and practice 

Honest folks

Do you think truth lies only in you
And some other forces?
You never can tell 
I think it lies
Only in you 
It will take time 
For you realize it 
And then they might 
Show it
In the course of events
Blessed is the man
Who is surrounded 
By honest folks
When we 
Lack this people 
Around us 
Life is not wasted

Take Empiricism

Those who know the way 
To the garden of opulence 
Follow them
Those who know the way 
To the valley of poverty 
Follow them 
Take empiricism 
And compare them
Then retrace your self 
Retreat and return 
To the better one
Better garden 
Which one is the better garden?
Ask yourself and answer it

Be Diligent Always

Be diligent at your work 
When it is not profitable to do so
Be diligent at your work 
When it profitable to do so
Be diligent at your work 
When there is dignity 
Be diligent at your work 
When there's no dignity 
Be diligent at your work 
When there's no affront 
Be diligent at your work 
When there is serious affront 
Be diligent at your work 
When there's no humility 
Be diligent at your work 
When there is serious arrogance flying around you 
Be diligent at your work 
Where there is no stress 
Be diligent at your work 
When there's serious distress
Be diligent at your work 
When there's no grief and despair
Be diligent at your work 
When there's grief and despair 
Be diligent at your work 
Where there is no skill and competence 
Be diligent at your work 
When there's skills and competence 
Be diligent at all time
It is the best sacrifice 
And best price of freedom 
Yet when you re slave therein
Victory surely knock at your door
For out of its abundance 
Are the critical issues of life.
Be diligent always 

Attraction

Attraction is the key
Nothing in you
The world hates you
I think I was fourteen 
I rode my inherited brother's bicycles
To school
They left home to school 
And gained admission 
Into varsities and academy 
Then I was lonely in their inherited room
As the fourth child 
In the family 
I had two bicycles 
All to myself 
And a large room
With two empty beds
I could have been 
A womaniser
And would have had 
My babies much earlier
A privilege that many
Who did
Think 
Those who failed 
To do same
Are nothing but irresponsible jerks
Still I keep wondering 
That lately 
The room was empty
Then late daddy 
Relocated factory to Lagos 
Infact my only sister 
As third sibling in the family 
Had relocated much earlier 
Before the two guys 
Stayed with our uncle in festac
More or less like a house girl 
Cleaning and taking care 
Of uncle's wife
Then my last brother last born 
Had three beds in the larger room
To himself too
And it was difficult to enjoy them
Then we both took the advantage
That we never really
Do
Cousins came along 
And we chat upstairs 
But I choose because 
I enjoy the luxury 
Of riding bike to school 
More than anything 
I think my brother 
Rode the second one too
Rayleigh 
While I rode better one 
Nicknamed Benz
My friends flocked to me
Because of this attraction
Particularly one ferocious 
One called adeoye
Wouldn't leave my said 
And we rode back home 
Almost every day 
It was the only attraction 
He saw
Not me as the prefect of student hooligans 
In my school 
And also a leading student 
In English language 
Give mathematics to my second brother 
Sunday
And then I recalled
Was there no attraction in my life
than the bicycle?
I realized it was true
No one loved you 
Unless they could get benefits 
From you 
Practically none
And it was truly evident
When daddy's soft drink factory 
Crashed
We were booed silently 
I saw the body body language 
As semantics 
I could decode the metalanguages 
It was real
People are after attraction 
Not you
Yourself is fake
If there's no attraction 
Nobody loves you 
If not for attraction 
In most cases money 
I said money 
Or exploitation 
Either to exploit you 
For money 
Or pack or collect money