Saturday 30 May 2015

Politics and Lies, gej's version

I have a serious problem with GEJ I won't lie about it like he is doing to the world... He keeps saying he didn't wish to continue as a president... He has no interest in politics yet he went round the federation campaigning for votes and so much money was spent just to make him win the Election...

Now I'm asking if he had won the election would he had stepped down and said he wasn't interested in ruling?... Good thing he conceded defeat for the Peace of the Nation and he deserves a medal for that but saying he wasn't interested in ruling after he lost the election well that is one lie I can't tolerate...

What's my own by the way sef.. Whether he was interested or not he now lives in Otuoke and this has not changed the light situation either...

And before I forget the Judiciary is back in Rivers State just as the NEW Governor promised so if we don't get anything from him for the rest of the four years we shouldn't complain he has fulfilled his promise.. I think I should stop here before my ink runs dry

Friday 29 May 2015

Thank You For Breaking My Heart

I'll write you a letter to thank you for breaking my heart
I'll write it in details how you tore it apart
Reminding you of how our love was sweet till you took a bow
And how we promised to exchange marriage vows
I will write you a letter to thank you for breaking my heart
Hoping to get a reply that says "to hell with your heart"

Saturday 23 May 2015

Nigeria is truly broke

There is no fuel in Nigeria... There is no money in Nigeria... There is no light in Nigeria
So I'm just thinking when they will be doing the presidential hand over how will the president drive round to greet Nigerians present at the ceremony.. Or will he just drive home straight?
As for watching it on TV We've given up on that except some kind of miracle happens..

And judging by the fact that Nigeria is broke I guess it will be just a small ceremony that will be held.. Maybe they'll just share cabin biscuits and groundnut with mineral probably two persons to one bottle...
I think Jonathan's administration still remains the best Nigeria has ever seen if you doubt me ask Rotimi Amaechi

Friday 22 May 2015

funeral rite

From the cold room, to the box
Stay locked, with my eyes shut
I wonder if they'll sound the gong
To inform my kinsmen to shoot the gun

Seven cows to be slain
Just six feet I'll be laid
Melodious music to be played
The funeral will leave everybody gay

Are they happy that I'm dead?
Or is it my funeral rite in their head?
I see my wife has lost her hair
And my kinsmen their head

After all these my children will stop school
Cause their fees was used to pay for the cold room
And my wife will be locked in room
Scanty with just pot, mat and broom

Truly the dead can't tell tales
Especially of his funeral day
While his kinsmen goes about in sway
His wife and children languish in hunger and pain

Wednesday 20 May 2015

owu miri (water spirit)

owu miri (water spirit)

It was a night he would never forget
The love he received from a woman he just met
Serving him a lumptous meal 
That helped in his hunger defeat

She was very beautiful and light skinned too
Her lips painted red and shone like an over ripe tomato 
Her sweet caress is making that night sweeter than potato
He could feel the bulge in his trousers 
Her touch have been able to arouse that
In his heart he has prayed to whoever made this night not to let it end
Cause he's sure there won't be a second night to make amends

This must be an Owummiri he thought
But what does he care, nobody has ever shown him this love
Not even his parents has ever cared
And here a beautiful woman stood playing with his hair

He has sworn in his heart, this is his wife
No other woman could be better in his life
He vowed to propose to her that night
So by morning it will be too late for him to change his mind
So he knelt down on one knee
Holding her two hands without a ring
But before he could any word speak 
Soft wind blew and he fell asleep

On waking up at dawn
He found that his mystery woman is gone
Leaving no trace behind 
'Cept for a lipstick stain at the corner of his eye

Thursday 7 May 2015

SOUR

I'm leaving you for good " she said
while she packs her bag
with our child strapped to her back
i stood and watched with a blank gaze
as a man i must not show remorse
i wont even be moved by the plea of my neighbors
"she is a stubborn woman" i thought
though i had returned home stuporsly drunk
reeking with the smell of tobacco and alcohol
she had no right to question where i was coming from
i had given her the beating of her life and maybe the next life to come

i blamed her for the reason i lost my job
and i think she is responsible for my bad lucks
i know i'll go begging her to come back as always
cause this has been my new routine these days
beating and begging like that's our marriage vow
                                   it use to be sweet till i lost my job that's when we went sour