My Father's Accolades

Every Christmas we party with our family folks 

It was a memorable thing and we had lots to eat

And dressed to the nines and kit to the teeth

I was particularly ecstatic about my dad

All the finest clothes imported from the king's country 

To made us often times best dressed family in town 

A long tiring trip of envy and jealousy 

How did he manage to get beautiful clothes overseas ?

How did he manage to get his trip right to successfully 

Transport himself over British Caledonian flight of the roaring eighties and nineties?

The marvel a little child would never stop 

To marvel until the great relocation into Lagos.

Still baffled me till date and not so long

After my eldest brother travelled overseas 

I began to understand the arduous task of the Nigerian travellers.

The beautiful dreams of globetrotters and cosmopolitans in the land.

We became like the best clothiers in town

As mum also sold clothes 

And kids below our status at every blissful revel

every dressing times at events and ceremonies 

almost threw themselves at us worse case scenario at the parties just to get closer.

We sold soft drink everywhere a signature trademark of my father and his father's fame rose 

From Ogbomosho,to Ibadan, Lagos entire southwest down to west Africa 

The drinks were a house hold name and the then chairman of Nigerian flour Mills 

Offer to buy share in the soft drink company 

That was later crashed in the early nineties 

And when the family silver crashed all the accolades stopped 

And my father and family's arrays of ovation plummeted without trace on the map of affluence and influence.

Father's brother recklessly messed up sales in Lagos 

Wine and dine with salacious women 

Couple with fetish spell cast the demise was sure.

And eldest brother had travelled down to Lagos 

To Hussle like every por man's after he graduated from poly Ibadan.

Did family silver not crash still after it was relocated to Lagos?

Of course change of priority was responsible 

As Midland foods changed name and also to production of gilbey gin 

It was a colossal failure.

The poor man had no where to go to assuage his misery

And only the graveyard no doubt awaits him

But when the rich falls where do they go or who bail them out?

Nobody but nothing worse than death 

My father's accolades died when fortune died

The world is indeed evil

No one loves you

Until riches and glamour 

escort you at home