Good Lord, Can You Comprehend This...?

O Lord, just a moment of your time...
for another year in the eyes of these
humans,
has rolled to an end...
can you comprehend this...

The world which you created
in six days, and rested on the seventh,
has become so populated
and they are so proud of their "progress"
Even in their regress...
can you comprehend this...

These humans now live for three score and ten...
for the lucky ones
otherwise, below -
and they beat their chest,
saying...
'longevity' discovered...
Yet, Methuselah lived for 969 years...?

Good Lord. just a moment of your time...
for the world you created
and saw that It was good,
has become so polluted -
with Wars, Gases, and "Prayers"...
can you comprehend this...

They now meet in Kyoto
to put an end to the fume
that will consume them...
Yet, Moses and the Israelites
trekked from Egypt to the promised land...

Just a moment Lord.
did you actually give that land
to the Israelites...
Then, why are they still expecting
their Messiah...
Poor Palestinians, Jehovah has spoken!

Lord, do you remember the laws in Leviticus...
The ones that say,
a man shall not 'poke' another
neither shall a woman be seen exchanging spittle
with another...?
These humans have trampled upon It...
They now "gayously" lesbianise in the open...
They say, we are human' left',
if we do not respect their Rights...
can you comprehend this...

Good Lord, the world to which
you sent your only Begotten Son
to preach the 'Word'
has been taken over by Terrorists...
They say they are fundamentalist
and they fight Freedom
any where it raises its Bushy head...
can you comprehend this...

Just a moment Lord,
do you still remember that
Black boy from the 'Curstinent'-
I mean Continent...
The one you gave the opportunity
to feast at the table...
Yes, Robert,
He says he would never leave- never!
And Mathew, the one who was
suppose to die in the dungeon...
Is trying to follow is footstep...
can you comprehend this...

Good Lord, I hope i am not boring you...
just a moment of your precious time...
These humans did not learn -
and it appear they are not ready to learn
from the 'Tsunami, Katrina, and the Sosoliso...
they still party and dance just like the days
of Noah...
Even when the signs are obvious...
can you comprehend this...

Good Lord, this Report Card look
so Tainted,
Please forgive us our Tresspasses,
Give us another opportunity
to experience yet again,
the coming 365 days...
we pray, we beg,
we act not...
can you comprehend this...?

IF I WERE THE PRESIDENT...

If I were president Olusegun Obasanjo...
I would address Nigerians...
I would say I am sorry,
I never knew governance would be like this...
I would beg for forgiveness...
I would say ,Khaki is so different from agbada...
I would say the prison lessons were lost in Aso rock...

If I were president Olusegun Obasanjo...
I would apologise to the nation...
for causing so much pain
and suffering...
I would say, the Operation Feed the Nation failed
thats why there is no food for the nation...
I would say, Aso rock is too cut-off
from the rest of the world...
thats why I am ignorant...

If I were president Olusegun Obasanjo...
I would tell the people I have failed...
to provide the needed LIGHT
thats why they grope in the dark...
thats why their lifes are not secured...
I would say THIRD TERM is a gimmick
to cover my failures...
I would beg for forgiveness...

If I were president Olusegun Obasanjo...
I would cancel with a fiat
the Constitutional Review Committee
come January 1st...
I would imprison all those sycophants
who are making my head spin
with this 3rd term crusade...
I would beg the miltary to remain sane..

If I were President Olusegun Obasanjo...
I would call Buhari
I would Shagari
I would leave Babangida out...
I would beg them to calm the "talakawas"
about this nothern/southern dichotomy-
in power shift...

If were President Olusegun Obasanjo...
I would call Atiku,
I would call Uzo Kalu,
I would beg them for forgiveness
for grounding their businesses...
I would also beg Nigerian women
for tear-gasing them unjustly
over the death of their children...
in the Sosoliso...and other air crash

If I were president Olusegun Obasanjo...
I would apologise to All those haunted
by the Economic & Financial Crime Commission(EFCC)
for they are not the only ones who stole...
they are just victims of fall-out policies and politics...

If I were President Olusegun Obasanjo...
I would apologise to Nigerians...
for bringing in Charles Taylor...
I would make arrangements to hand him
over to the UN backed World Tribunal
for crime against humanity...

If I were president Olusegun Obasanjo...
I would rend my agbada to shreds...
I would rub my face and body in ashes
I would wear sackcloth for years
I would mourn my demise...
for fretting away a God given opportunity...

SHAMELESS MUGABE!

Recently, the presidential and parliamentary elections were held in Tanzania. Mr Jakaya Kikwete who served for 10 years as Tanzania's foreign minister, after retiring from the military with the rank of lieutenant-colonel was duely elected as the new President.
That, is not the interesting news! The good news is, the former president, Mr Benjamin Mkapa stepped down after two terms in office. This is an exemplary gesture going by the crude mentality of the sit-tight attitude of many African leaders. Once again, another leader has chosen the part of honour rather than greed and disgrace. Benjamin Mkapa decided to follow the foot-steps of one the worlds' greatest men- Nelson Mandela- who after one term in office as the first elected Black President of South Africa, relinquished power.
But the irony of the whole episode of election in Tanzania is that the grand father of 'shameless- sit-tight- leaders' in Africa - Robert Mugabe, attended the inaugural speech ceremony of Mr Jakaya Kikwete.
Sometimes, I wonder or imagine what would have happened, if a man like Benjamin Mkapa who just relinquished power had told Robert Mugabe bluntly to try and emulate him - by stepping down in Zimbabwe. Or what would have happened if he(Robert Mugabe) were told he was not welcomed at the inaugural ceremony. Wouldn't that be a very good way of telling him that the rest of world in general, and Africans in particular are not happy with him and his misrule in Zimbabwe?
Is Mr Olusegun Obasanjo aware of the situation in Tanzania. If he is not aware, those who are in position to let him know should do so now. Because I fear for his fate in this third term rumour or insinuations milling around.
It will be better to retire to Ota and live happily ever after than died in a foreign land of either Prostrate Cancer(Mobutu Seseko) or any other terminal illness in Saudi Arabia(Idi Amin)... or live in permanent exile like Charles Taylor.

ARE BLOGGERS UNPATRIOTIC?

Recently, I had a visit from an unwanted guest to my blogsite. Not that he is not welcomed in the true sense of the word, but, as a close friend whom I hadn't seen in years, I knew he was going to blow my lid... having 'stumbled' on my blog according to him.
Boogie, why did you leave your email address... is it because you know I will not be able to resist the urge to write you?
Anyway, I acknowledged Boogie's comment by sending him an email thus:

''hi boogie, what a surprise! Where are u now and how did u 'stumbled' on my blog... I bet prezan told u.
Anyway, how is life... ? U know the last time we saw each other, way...way back, u were going to Sokoto 4 NYSC... what happened?
Questions, upon Questions,... I can't wait to hear from''.

I have known Boogie for close to eight years prior to my travelling to the U.K. ..so, I can confidently call him my 'pal'.
Here is his reply to my email. Although, I have deleted some personal stuff from it... the essence is still intact:

...i gathered from reliable source u now work in the UK. Good for u /but what about all those ''spitfire bullshit'' we talk about while in school.
All the fervent petitions and headache we said we were going to give our bosses if... they stepped out of line, i am sure u persecuting them in Uk/ so much for PATRIOTISM.
But i tell u, u are not so much different from the rest of them ''brain- drainers...'' what happeneed to all the ''paratical'' cardinal principles of ''all before self, Comradeship and chivalry that we cherished so much...?
U know what, all u people writting or is it blogging from the comfort of ur cosy bedrooms remind of Tony Momoh- when he was a journalist and wrote all sorts of criticism about the government. U remember, ''spitfire''- that was his column then. Eventually, he was made a minister/ and it was during his tenure his brother Dele Giwa was murdered. U remmember how as a minister he became the ''manfriday'' of Babangida/ writing letters after letters to his fellow country men and women? Thats the way I see u bloggers who critize or not see anything good with Nigeria and indeed Africa. U people are not qualified to talk on things u don't see or experience.
When u come back home and u plug that computer of urs and the electricity trips off for thirteen days/ and the soup u managed to cook go bad in the frigde, and u wear rumpled clothes to ur place of work, and u are trapped in the ever present 'hold-up' for hours... maybe, just maybe, we back home would read ur articles. But for now, u people shud keep blogging, nobody reads them except those of u still outside the country...

When I finished reading Boogie's mail, I was tongue-tied, all I could do was exhale...phew! I have not replied him yet, I thought I should share this first.What do you think?

THIS PROLIFIC PROCREATION WILL KILL US!

Two weeks ago, I was watching a documentary on AIDS and its devastation in Africa... specifically in Uganda. You see, I could not help but wonder at the role ignorance and poverty have played in the spread of this pandemic.
As I watched the programme, sympathizing with the afflicted victims of this deadly disease, I saw no hope or respite in the wretchedness of Africa and Africans.
I saw no hope because the disease and misery ravaging Africa is more of the mind than AIDS. My depondency arose from the mere fact that the majority of Africans are not educated. Even where they are educated, the foolish idea 'that God is the one who gives Children' hinders most of them from seeing beyond their noses.
How do you explain to the world that a man earns less than £80 or $142 a month, (that is thirty days or twenty-eight) yet, he has a dozen children including his wife and other relatives to cater for.
How is he going to manage his family...? Your guess is as good as mine!

One of the greatest problems facing Africans presently is IGNORANCE! It is Africa that has the largest number of miserable-looking, kwashiorkor children in world because their parents breed like rats. A typical example of how Ignorance is going to ruin the continent would be found in most refugee camps. Imagine, a country has just been ravaged by war, and most of her citizens are refugees in other lands...
Inside such refugee camps, the people are faced with acute starvation, malnutrition, and other varying diseases; yet the adults (husbands & wives) find it convenient to procreate and add to their misery.

Somebody may want to argue that bad governance is solely responsible for such conditions. But the people who bear the brunt should know better. An average Nigerian man or woman for instance cannot say he or she is expecting the government to tell them how many children they ought to bring into this miserable world.
I will try and paint another picture so as to drive my point home.
Have you ever visited one these big establishments in Nigeria... like Cadbury, Leventis, or Liver Brothers or the University community?
Have you observed that whereas the D.G or MD or Professor as the case maybe, has a wife and two children, the security men or gardeners, the labourers- who earn a thousand times less
than their bosses have either two or three wives with between eight and a dozen or more children.
That is the plight of the average uneducated ignorant African man and woman!
Procreation is a pastime! . That is why Nigeria cannot come up with the true or near true figure of her population.
That is why the average family of misery and penury sends the under age female child into the street to fend for herself and her siblings.
That is why a man and his wife will kill their conscience and sell their flesh and blood into slavery.
It is the same ignorance and undisciplined procreation of children like rats that leads to child labour.

The idea of bringing children into the world is a serious business. It is much more than a man and a woman sleeping together for fun....
Parents should be ashamed of thmselves if they fail to live upto their responsibilities as parents.
Even in the Western world where they practice partial welfarism,(because, if you cannot take of your children, the social welfare will take them from you) the adults don't breed like rats.
These are the kind of education the so-called men of God, and the churches and mosques should be preaching and impacting... instead of these empty, vaingloriousness they preach and practise nowadays. They should teach why children should be brought into this world.
The people should be made to understand the purpose of procreation and the implication.

"For spiritually free human beings procreation should be nothing but the proof of their willingness to take a strange human spirit into the family as a permanent guest, offering it the opportunity on earth to atone and to mature! Only when both sides have the fervent wish to achieve this purpose should the opportunity for procreation be sought!"

Teachers and preachers should be bold enough to teach this!

NIGERIANS ARE BOLD, BEAUTIFUL AND INTELLIGENT!

How do you defend your fellow country men and women for their ugliness, boldness and ingenuity. Every now and then I run into clumsy and embarressing situations like this:
After a hard day's job of nailing coffins- I am a carpenter who specialized in casket designing( I want you all to remember this because you will definitely need my services one day).I decided to 'chill out' with Ben - a very close pal of mine. What did we do? We went to The Yeates for a couple of pints. As we relaxed to savour the moment, a group of young black Africans entered the bar noisily. Going by their appearance - bushy-dusty-brownish-black hair, you could tell they were not Nigerians. At first glance, I estimated them to be from Darfur (Sudan) or presumably, Chad Republic- because one of them smiled while saying - 'hi' and I had a peep at his 'tar' stained teeth-a result of the permanent resinous effect of (gworo)kola-nut.( I for say dem be mallams; but mallams wen be like dis nor dey travel... abi I lie?).Anyway, one of them had the insolent audacity to come to our table uninvited and bellowed ''you are Nigerians''... and I said ''excuse me''... the cheeky bastard then rephrased by asking ''are you Nigerians? Ben and I looked at each other quizzically. It was Ben who was quick to retort ''what if we are...?''
This slimy stinking son of goon then shouted across the room to his comrade...'' they are Nigerians''... Ben and I looked at each other again.. This time, I removed my classes just to see properly who was talking . But these ''refugee-like'' fellows are not done yet. One of the associates of the impertinent intruder shouted back...'' you have to be careful, I hope you know where your phone is...'' As I was trying to place the accent, the import of the second guy's statement dawn on me... I slammed the table and yelled at the top of my voice ...'' what the hell is going on here... are you guys deliberately trying to work us up?''

At this point, the few people in the bar turned to look at us. One of the bar men came to our table to inquire what the problem was. And 'first intruder' quickly told him, there was no problem at all...' it was just a minor disagreement''. The white bar man not wanting to meddle in an all black argument hurriedly left us alone.
To save you the boredom of this windy story, 'first intruder' later introduced himself after considerable apology for his unruly behaviour. His name is Ngueso and they are from Lesotho, a ( tiny enclave) country in Soutern Africa.
Ngueso went on to tell us a shaky but pathetic story of how one Tosin- a Nigerian duped them of their house rent.

He told us that they worked with a small cleaning firm in Lewisham and Tosin the 'purported' Nigerian was their supervisor. He went on to narrate how they collectively gave Tosin one thousand, two hundred pounds(£1,200) about $2,078 for a three bed-room apartment which never materialized.
''Why did you people give this 'Tosin of a guy' that amount?'' Ben asked Ngueso.
To our amazement, Ngueso replied that he is not concern about the money. He said they would like to find out what exactly makes an average Nigeria tick.
''How do you mean, I asked''
Well, Ngueso explained, you see, the rest of Africa, I mean Africans are scared of Nigerians. ''You mean respect, I tried to correct him,''
No, no, I know what I am talking about.
''You see, he continued... I have had this discussion with Ghanians, Zimbabweans, Egyptians and even South Africans''. There seems to be a general uneasiness with these nationals wherever and whenever a Nigerian or Nigerians are amongst them.
Ben, in his Solomonic tone said ''Ngueso, I think you and your other African pals are suffering from 'nigeriaphobia'... which is the fear of Nigerians.
Ngueso will not give up.; He argued that he is not making an unfounded claim. He said Nigerians have a way of dominating any given space or situation. According to him, they don't like be led; they always want to be at the fore-front. To buttress his point further, he illustrated that the Tosin- who eloped with their rent, was the last person to join the cleaning firm where he works. But no sooner had he joined the firm than everything changed with his domineering attitude of... '' not like that, do it this way'' ...and before long, he was made a supervisor.

I could not help but marvel at Ngueso's line of argument. I then asked him...''do you have enormous respect for Nigerians''?
To this, he answered, ''I do respect Nigerians for their boldness and ingenuity but for their air of superiority, no! Other African nationals including myself, despise them.
All I could say was, '' I see''! I then asked him,'' don't you think Nigerians deserve to enjoy ''their feeling of superiority'', if they are bright, bold, beautiful and intelligent as you have agreed''?
''Thats the point I have been trying to get across''! Ngueso cried! How can one nation be so blessed with such enormous human resources? How? he queried!
Ben and I looked at each other for the umpteen time. We rest our case. Waiter, more beer please!
Are Nigerians really bold, beautiful, and intelligent? Or is Ngueso and the rest Africans according to him, flattering Nigerians?

BIZARRE SEX LAWS!

Early this morning, I was trying to put something together... somehow, it just didn't come out right. I think its one these nasty incoherent moments where your ideas refuse to click. The thoughts are going one way, but your fingers keep hitting the wrong keys. So, I gave up the idea and decided to check on bloggers. I found this on prezan's blog. She actually borrow it from the weirdblog.com and it was under the '' weird fact category''
I THINK IT IS BIZARRE AND THE LAW COULD BE SUCH AN ASS IN DIFFERENT CULTURE...SEE FOR YOURSELF.

1. Most Middle Eastern countries recognize the following Islamic law: "After having sexual relations with a lamb, it is a mortal sin to eat its flesh."

2. In Lebanon, men are legally allowed to have sex with animals, but the animals must be female. Having sexual relations with a male animal is punishable by death.

3. In Bahrain, a male doctor may legally examine a woman's genitals, but is forbidden from looking directly at them during the examination. He may only see their reflection in a mirror.

4. Muslims are banned from looking at the genitals of a corpse. This also applies to undertakers; the sex organs of the deceased must be covered with a brick or piece of wood at all times.

5. The penalty for masturbation in Indonesia is decapitation.

6. There are men in Guam whose full-time job is to travel the countryside and deflower young virgins, who pay them for the privilege of having sex for the first time. Reason: under Guam law, it is expressly forbidden for virgins to marry.

7. In Hong Kong, a betrayed wife is legally allowed to kill her adulterous husband, but may only do so with her bare hands. (The husband's lover, on the other hand, may be killed in any manner desired.)

8. In Cali, Colombia, a woman may only have sex with her husband, and the first time this happens her mother must be in the room to witness the act.

9. In Santa Cruz, Bolivia it is illegal for a man to have sex with a woman and her daughter at the same time.

10. In Maryland, it is illegal to sell condoms from vending machines with one exception: prophylactics may be dispensed from a vending machine only "in places where alcoholic beverages are sold for on the premises."

DISTORTED FATE?

I believe in fate. I also believe that the destiny of everyone is in his own hands. Like they say, man is his own architect. By fate here, I do not mean the predetermination of events by higher forces. By fate here, I mean the input/output or the action vis-a-vis the reaction of man's daily activities through his thoughts, words and physical actions.
For an individual, fate can be easily defined: that is why in the Delta region of Nigeria, we say '' a happy evening is the outcome of a planned morning''.
However, the definition of fate for a collective group of people or nation becomes a complex jigsaw puzzle when we try to look at it from the African perspective.

I have pondered endlessly and asked several 'whys' Africa is bedevilled with crisis upon crisis... Is it the collective fate of Aricans that have plunged the continent into an abysmal vicious misery? Or is it the fate of the so-called leaders?
How is the fate of a continent defined? Is the fate of a country tied to the individual fate of the sole leaders? Or is it anchored on the followers who choose such leaders? These are the questions that have confounded me over and over again.
Look at Nigeria for example, she has not had a leader who we can clearly call a leader in the true sense of the word. Rather, what we've had as leaders are mediocre(s).
People who have no clear vision of what it takes to lead. People who were persuaded by 'God knows who' to vie for office.

Is it fate that has placed Nigeria in this precarious limbo- that she is often governed by fools. Is fate not questionable that the rest of Nigerians should be saddled with people of moderate abilities as leaders in the midst of so many other intelligent men?
There is a saying '' the people beget the leader they deserve'' is this not a compressed vision of fate? If the people beget the leader(s) they deserve, why is this kind of 'fate' peculiar to Africans? Do Zimbabweans actually deserve Robert Mugabe ? Do Nigerians deserve the second coming of Obasanjo - and indeed Babagida coming back (as is being insinuated?)
Is there a place for 'fate' in the politics of the world? If there is, then the fate of Africans must have been woven by lucifer himself. Otherwise, how do we explain the turmoil in most African states since the colonial masters left the continent.

I once had the privilege of listening to a High School Debate on the topic: ''AFRICA HAS FARED BETTER SINCE THE COLONIAL MASTERS LEFT...''At the end of the day, those who proposed the motion won the debate. According to the impartial judges ''it is better to be free even though you poor, than be a slave in paradise'' Is Africa really free politically and economically. the answer is NO! Instead, Africans are now slaves in the hands of their callous leaders. In most cases , these so-called leaders have distorted fate which now ruboff on the followers and the country at large.
This why an individual can easily influence a whole nation. Most African leaders are jinxed. It is this bad luck which is heavily tie to their fate, that has weighed the continent down.

A CRY FOR HELP!

Why is my country always getting into the NEWS for the wrong reasons.
Initially, it was endless military coups. Then, it graduated to communal clashes. Much later, we witnessed religious crises- muslims against christians ( for any flimsy excuse... it could be the hosting of beauty pageant or the selling of pork meat in the market).
Nigeria became very famous ( she still is) for advance fee fraud- a.k.a 419. However, air-planes crashing and killing nearly every body aboard is a new development:
Oct 22, 2005 - A Nigerian Bellview Airlines Boeing 737-200 airliner with 111 passengers and six crew crashes shortly after take off from Lagos in Lissa, about 30 km (20 miles) north of Lagos. All aboard were killed.
Dec 10, 2005 - A Nigerian Sosoliso Airlines flight from Abuja carrying 110 passengers and crew crashes on landing in the oil city of Port Harcourt and bursts into flames, killing 103. Seven people survived the crash, the cause of which was unknown.

This is one plane crash too many. The aviation industry should tell Nigerians what is happening to local flights. Within a period of two months, two local flights have crashed killing nearly two hundred and thirty people. (the figures are always conflicting).
The government should do something fast about airplanes that are too old to fly. Otherwise...

LADIES, WHAT IS THIS?

I am going to attempt treading where angels dare not. Today, I am going to attempt talking about women and fashion or should I say an aspect of their fashion style that has baffled not only me, but most decent people.
Why is it that SOME women find it fashionable to expose 99% of their boobs in the name of cleavage? Why? Recently, I was invited to a radio programme with other participants - two guys and three ladies.
One of the ladies was conspicuosly outlandish in her outfit. The cleavage in front of her dress left nothing for men to imagine. Her boobs were gaping, wobbling,and rocking unsteadingly from side to side all through the meeting. Embarrassingly enough my eyes kept going in that direction involuntarily. If she had attempted to stoop(bend forward with her chest), I am convincingly certain that her boobs would have fallen out of her bra( I doubt if she wore any). To say the least, most of us, including our host were uncomfortable throughout the meeting.
My question is: why do some women choose to wear such dresses that expose their boobs to the world and they tend to be defiant about it. Is it women liberation syndrome or mere unabashed shamelessness. I need answers to these questions; because it is ironical that a woman begins to dress properly when she is going to bed.Why?

Just look at the musical videos of this days and you will see how women have allowed themselves to become slaves to the fashion world by choosing to come out naked in the name of dancing; while their male counterparts are fully clothed. Why?
Can't women remain fashionable without exposing the vital parts of their body? I know some would want to argue that women dress this way, in order to impress or attract men. Agreed!
But from careful study, men prefer to hang out with such ladies whereas, when it comes to serious relationship and marriage, they choose the 'not -so -loud' and undisconcerted ones. Ladies, haven't you realise this!
No decent man would like his wife to expose her/his boobs for all hungry eyes to feast on. Women should be able to draw a line between fashion and indecent exposure of their body. Women should not forget that '' a decomposing fish with infested maggot will definitely be invaded by flies''!And it is any fly for that matter!

GETTING TO KNOW EACH OTHER!

Here is a game introduced by

dqueenb

Hopefully we’ll get to know each other this way…there are a ton of Nigerian folks on Blogspot and I think we should get to know each other, I saw this on Xanga and I think its cool so here is how it works.The Rules: 1st player of this "game" starts with the topic "5 weird habits of yourself" and people who get tagged need to write a blogspot entry about their 5 weird habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 5 people to be tagged and list their blogspot IDs.Can you dig it?So , here I go:
1. I am a hell of a finicky individual and I am very difficult to please- when it comes to tidying up the room. People tell me this all the time. They say I am difficult to live with.
2. I can't recollect ever fighting with anyone physically since I was born (this is difficult to believe, but its true) .Although, I yell alot when I am angry, I avoid physical combat when push turns to shove.
3. I don't like watching movies with people. I prefer sitting alone and concentrating 100%. I hate , I repeat, I hate watching movies with people who talk or analyse the movie while it is still on.
4. 99% of the time, I am reminded by those who love me ' to eat'...( I guess thats why I am skinny).
5. Whenever I am meditating, which is quite often, I usully imagine how people will react to the news of my death. (most of this time, I imagine that all the ladies I have jilted will heave a sigh of relief... saying '' good riddance, he was such a mean basdard''!
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olawunmi

NIGERIA IS SINKING!

Somehow, I have a strong feeling that Nigeria as a country is going to sink.This feeling is very very strong.However, somehow, that doesn't seem to be the problem.The greatest problem is that there seems not to be ANYTHING we can do about it! Is it going back to the drawing board? There is no board or blueprint to go back to. Is it re-valueing our VALUES (that has been swallowed by greed and the worship of money) that has no foundation? Somebody may call me a pessimist; but the dreadful truth is staring us in the face - Nigeria is sinking! So, what do we do? To tell you the Truth, I DON'T KNOW! Maybe, we should allow Her to sink. (did you say I'm crazy?) Maybe, out of the ashes of the ruin a new Nigeria will emerge free from the old vices - corruption, Greed, Wickedness, Babagida, Obasanjo, Alamesiege and all others.
Do you have the solution to Nigeria's problems -apart from writing cynical comments? If you do, please, lets us read it or hear it.

CHRISTMAS

Christmas is around the corner. You can see the colourful decorations around the cities and it reminds me of the way It is celebrated back home.The feverish preparations of sewing new clothes, buying new shoes and all other paraphenalia that is usually attached to the festivity.
Back home, the churches will be falling over and stretching their frontiers by organizing crusades and religious carnivals. Most markets will spill over into major roads thereby making the motor-way impassable and hooting of car horns and apala music blaring from mounted loud speakers would complete the earsplitting ever chaotic scenario- as typical of Oshodi.

Christmas has different meaning to different people. In the U.K, based on my observation and experience, christmas is a festive period when people shop for new clothes, bags , shoes and all other decorative stuff. It is also seen as a period when gift items are exchanged with loved ones. Whereas, to an insignificant few, Christmas is to commemorate the birth of Jesus Christ.
All around the world, Christmas has become the biggest commercial festival- where nearly every marketable item soar in sales and profit.
Yet, the very essence of this celebration/ festival is lost to many. Christmas! What does it mean to you?

I once made a terrible mistake of raising this question with my white British friends... do you know what they made of my question? They laughed at me and made me look ridiculous. But I sympathized with them! I sympathized with them because 'they do not know what they do.'
I tried to englighten them that Christmas is the commemoration/ celebration of the birth of the Saviour- Jesus Christ- who came when the world was in utter darkness and at the verge of being consumed by the Darkness.
He it was who dispelled the Darkness- by showing us what to do and the path to follow by speaking and ancoring the Truth on earth. Hence, He is the way, the Truth and the Light...
One of them gave me this bewildered look and spoke the blasphemous words...'f...k Jesus'.
At that point, I felt really sorry for them! I felt sorry for them because they don't know Jesus Christ, and they are not ready to even accommodate the thought.

Christmas is here again. Let us celebrate and commmemorate the birth of Christ without losing sight of the significance of His coming and why he was crucified. By so doing, we will illuminate our little corner of the world and dispel the Darkness further.

THE FUTURE OF NAIJA...

tomorrow be like woman
wei get belle
nobody fit sabi wetin
she go born
forget scanning

tomorrow sef be like river
wei dey flow without end
e dey kom dey go
like NEPA for Naija

every day we go dey hope say
tomorrow go beta
but wen e kom,
him cold like dog nose

de tomorrow wen we talk yestaday
don bekom today

tomorrow, e dey kom sef?

but dis na de tomorrow
wen we talk about yestaday ke!

Tufiakpa! see as him black
like midnight
and de song wei him dey sing
skatter like sakato

dis tomorrow get as e bi o!
e go fit beta so o?

oya, kom make we pray...

BLACK MAN'S FREEDOM

i'm the white man's nightmare
i'm the quiet light who dare
to tread where others fear
..
see what the dogs
did to him
him they flog and drag
like rag into their mud

i'm still the white man's nightmare
as i fear the sniffing groaning
of this light skinned mauraders

each night i crawl like that luciferous
serpent
to strike yet again
another victim of this blood sucking race

i'm still the white man's nightmare
as i crawl niggerly into the bowels of night
to put an end to the fears of my fear ...