I AM YOU

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I am the source
I am the honey to quench your thirst
I am the song great drummers enjoy
I am the meekest of sheep
The cunn-iest of foxes

Like the sun that declares the day
I shine bright on rainy days even
I am the wind that blows goodness
From city to village, my name is spoken
I am the greatest kind of me

I am the lion of the great iju
My roar causes quake in evil spines
I guard and guide jealously, mine
For I am the one, bearer of the staff
Unto my actions, many souls hang

I am Omotan’baje
The son of the mountain men
Born of a woman like Moremi
Blood of champions flow I my veins
I am a success across generations

Behold, I come upon you
I am the calm to your curiosity
I am the change you crave
I am the answer to your questions
I am the truth you were warned about

I am with you at all times
I am everywhere you look to
I am the one you see in your mirror
I am everything you want me to be
For I am you and you are me.

Greenland

Tear drops from our sky

Raindrops from the eyes

How did deserts grow tubers?

While green land’s in famine

They call it a crazy world



Our blessings morphed into curse

Assets of recent, rubbles of present

Thick, stinking, high, pile of suffocating rubble

Killing our dreams, stunting our growth

Where we missed the turn is still a puzzle



I hear we are at war with gluttons

Scary monsters that eat and fill not

Consuming enough to last seven lives

Leaving carcass for children of butchers

Making farmers hope and pray for shaft



They say it’s a fight against the hungry

Barbarians that will kill for a cup of grains

Who maim to quench their blood thirst

Those who plan not for the rainy days

Or maybe all their lives have been rainy days



Some say it’s a curse from the good Lord

What we face is a result of our evil

Or those of our father’s father’s fathers

We need a cleansing from heaven

Or maybe heavens cleaned itself off us



Am I allowed some pessimism?

Or there’s a way out of this tunnel

Is there a path to revival?

Or I should look with eyes of hope

And believe green land shall green again.

Penitence

I’ll just sit here and write stupid lines
Waiting for the pain to be taken by time
To forget the times we smiled and dined
When we laughed the night’s cold into day’s fine
I’ll just write these lines with mind soaked in wine

Long ago it seems, when you were my lass,
And I thought this is a treasure to last
Someone talked of us here, I’d say it’s a farce
What can I do when I remember how you dance
But listen to this stupid song with disturbing bass

You came into my world when I wanted to flip
Just when they all thought I’ll never find the chip
Still, through my hand I let you slip
So when I reminisce and my heart skips
I’ll do nothing but sit remorseful and cheap

Never knew your pretty smile was all I needed
From a beautiful mind, you sowed love’s seed
Gave all your time and passion for it to feed
I chose wrong and greed to be my creed
I imagine how silly they’ll be- that I breed

Let me smile and cry as I remember
Memories of our times in sweet October
I’ll smile drunk, for I’ll only cry sober
Times I rremember how I showed my deserved calibre
I’ll drink myself till I’ve done every drop in the bar

Dear Old Soldier

For the souls of many, one was lost
Paid the ultimate price there is
To save the land, your blood was spilled
Our unknown gem, our unsung hero
Dear Old Soldier.

I’ve never been in the face of bullets
But the movies tell of your sacrifices
The pains you took for us to stand
As a nation with honor, however little
You lost your soul in saving ours
Dear Old Soldier.

Your name may not be in history books
Your story might never see the light of day
Your toils may not yield in your presence
Your work however, is forever appreciated
But for you, we might not be
Dear Old Soldier.

My wish for kids you birthed or didn’tp
My prayer for every soul that is your kin
I hope they enjoy the fruit of your labor
And go past heights you might have wished
And should be strong when they miss you
Dear Old Soldier.

And to those who make your sacrifice worthless
Who make suffer, the people you died for
Who reap your fruit by bastard means
I pray they find death more painful than yours
And rot in places badder than hell
Dear Old Soldier.

Our unknown gem, Our unsung hero
One with courage not many possess
Who saved the nation pulling his trigger
Died with valor, saving millions
I pray you find rest wherever you are
Dear Old Soldier.