SEE SUFFER,SEE WAHALA

I SIT WITH MY FRIENDS
LAUGHING,CRYING,JOYFUL
MY FEET ON THE GROUND

THE WATER COMES
OVERFLOWS MY PORCH
FLOODS MY ROOM

MY POTS ARE AFLOAT
MY CHAIRS ARE MANGROVE
MY BAGS ON MY HEAD

NOW I AM ON THE ROOF
MY FEET IS HELD HIGH
MY FRIENDS HAVE TO RUN

SEE WAHALA,SEE SUFFER
I HAVE TO LAUGH
BUT MY HEART WEEPS

IN COLLABORATION WITH ISOBOYE BROWNWEST

IBADAN

Dusty rooftops shimmering
in the midday sun
like a face wrinkled with age
with deep gauges and networks

within these networks
Nature calls
beckoning a people filled
With zest and life

People that celebrate knowledge
kept on a high pedestal
Oh dusty rooftops
Shimmering in the midday sun

My appointment with thee
Shant be the last
Shant be the last

GANI

Comets like him
Shine so bright in the sky
You know and feel their difference

In their sojourn through
They erode themselves
So we may see

They come just once
In a life time
Shining so bright

In their presence
We are uncomfortable
Afraid the glare will kill

But when their life’s through
We miss them
For we are faced with the worst cold

A tribute to Chief Gani Fawehinmi

GREAT MEN

Great men are
like the distant stars
Part of our lives
And not part of it

Distant but ever present
Always our guide
With giant trails
We try to copy

Though far of
Not seen or reached
We feel them
Now and always!

Are ours forever
ours for all time
Whats more!
In God`s hands

Adieu!

A tribute to Dr. Dinma Denni Fiberesima... My Hero