IN 2024 EXCEED EXPECTATION.

The old year is wrapping off
A new dawn is about to break
The lighten and stage is been set
The whole cast and crew are carefully selected
Each actors and actresses are been sort out for.

As the New Year is about to break out
As the dusk that calleth forth the dawn is about to depart
A new horizon is rising from the North
To shew forth everywhere man is found
And you are the lead director of the next new movie of your life.

Make sure you are at your best
So go the distance think out of the box
As a new track record is about to be set
For the future unborn coming ahead of you and behind you
Work as hard as you walk the work
Make sure in all you’re doings brace off to breaking the jinx.

Many people are expecting so much from you
That is while you need to do the work plan
While you’re still in the old year
Because the New Year comes with a lot
Of expectation from strangers, well-wishers, friends and family.

And I want you in the next coming New Year
You must exceed expectations of all these people
From the strangers who never know little of you
Has an expectation of what you should attain in the New Year
Of well wishers that has been wishing you well.

From friends who know who you are and what you worth
From that family that has been all along attached to you
Who knows you from cradle and carried you from state of infancy
All have high expectation from you in the New Year
But you must at every given time exceed all their expectation of you.

The road to exceeding their expectation won’t be smooth drive
Along the road there we be speed booms but drive with care
Never let your strength number to reduce at each journey of your drive
Have a strong driving force to drive your plan home
In the New Year exceed expectation of everyone concerning you is a New Year…A New You.

THE THREE OF THEM: POLICE, JUDCICARY AND INEC.

The police in which their motor 
Is to protect, serve with integrity
The question will should ponder on here
At such a time like these
Over the years have they been able to meet up.

In their motor above 
Have they succeeded protecting 
The lives and property of the citizens
In which they are called to serve 
Or merely extorting, causing touring such citizens
Complicating issues for the same citizens.

Little wonder there was a mass protest
Against the inhuman treatment 
Meanted out by these men and women in black
Some years ago which ended up in brutal fate 
Then fast forward to today they are still caught up 
In such a mess of harassing lawfully abiding citizens.

The Judiciary here
What a pity lost its soverenity 
In the sight of the citizen of this great nation
On serving judgment in the past recent election 
Held in the land and still serving their dance of shame
At each tribunal cases be held across the land.

Like it has been age known 
That the judiciary is the help of the common man
But never as the money bags now own 
The judicial system in our land
Not a place a common man we go for justice anymore.

Independent Electoral Commission so called the INEC
Sold out the hope of a better governance 
To just a selected few of this nation 
All because of what money can do is found 
In the office of the INEC while the willing of the people
Are swept off under corrupt carpet of entitlement. 

I we like to leave you with this question
In the picture above for me my answer is the three of them

CHRISTMAS FOR WHO?

For that pikini wey no nothing 
About Christmas as nothing 
Like new cloth for him body 
Nothing like Cinderia shoe for her leg
Christmas for who?

For that person papa
Wey don try to make sure
He carry if not Christmas chicken go house
Come follow rice to use julifocate for Christmas
Abeg this Christmas for who?

Still dey sleep under bridge 
Wey no get the house to return to
After everyday work as night dey come closer
Wey bi say na bus stop be their room
Christmas for who?

For that one wey no get 
Single kobo for pocket 
To use flenjor during Christmas 
All becos nor bi laziness but pepper no red
Christmas for who?

For de one wey no get nothing to show
For Christmas dey just dey look
Dey wait for God knows when
Wey bi like say things no dey work out wellah
Christmas for who?

ORUNMILA

Orunmila, also known as Orula

Is not only a symbol of wisdom
And prophecy in Yoruba mythology
But also the only witness of creation
According to tradition.

This revered orisha
Endowed with exceptional intelligence
And wisdom, is the guardian
Of the Ifá divination system
And a great prophet.

His deep knowledge of destiny
And ethics makes him a central figure
In the understanding of life and spiritual
paths in Yoruba culture.

Wrapped in mystery and power
Orunmila not only possesses
The secret of the interpretation of
The Oracle and the signs of Ifá
But is also the pillar of a wisdom
Transmitted through generations.

His story and teachings
Continue to be a beacon of light
In spiritual guidance and ancient knowledge,
Revealing the laws that govern the universe
And the unique ability to influence human destiny.

The relevance of Orunmila
Transcends the religious sphere,
Influencing the culture
Ethics and social practices
Of the Yoruba communities.

Her figure symbolizes
The constant search for knowledge
And understanding, reminding us
That in wisdom and deep reflection
We find the answers to life's enigmas.

OGUN

Ogun, also known as Ogun Onire,
Is the West African Yoruba god of war and iron
In Yoruba mythology
Ogun and the other gods
Descended to Earth on a spiderweb.

When the gods finished creating the world
They recognized that humanity needed
To clear more area in the forest where they lived
Unfortunately, the only tools available
Were made of soft metal, which is not suited for tree cutting.

However,
Ogun had been granted the knowledge
Of iron by Orunmila, son of the supreme god Olorun
And he cleared the forest with an iron ax
Ogun later revealed the iron secret
To the other gods and humans.

He also demonstrated
How to forge the iron into weapons
Ogun, while being a strong god
Is not bad and would help those who pray to him.
Yoruba blacksmiths have long sacrificed dogs to Ogun
And a three-day festival in his honor is held each year.

ODUDUWA.

Oduduwa, also known as Odudua or Oduwa
Is the Yoruba pantheon's principal goddess
Embodying the soil and love
She, along with her husband Obatala
Contributed to the creation of the world.

Oduduwa is also a contemporary of Olorun
The Supreme Being; in other words
Unlike her spouse, she was not created by Olorun
Oduduwa and Obatala are frequently represented
With a closed white calabash (a type of gourd).

The gourd's lid represents Batala
The sign of heaven,
While the bottom represents Oduduwa
The symbol of the ground
In this artwork, Oduduwa and Obatala
Are depicted as a single androgynous deity.

In older tales
The goddess is portrayed
As the embodiment of goodness
Oduduwa is also seen as highly attractive
She is associated with the color black, which represents.

Oduduwa is significant
In the Yoruba creation myth
According to the belief, Olorun sent Obatala
To create the earth and humanity
Obatala became thirsty while working
And decided to drink some palm wine.

He kept making people out of clay
But the more he worked, the more he drank
He eventually became so drunk that he fell asleep.
Olorun sent Oduduwa down to check on Obatala
But she found him fast asleep.

When the goddess saw Obatala's
Unsuccessful creations while drunk
She took it upon herself to accomplish
The duty assigned to her husband
As a result, she became the Yoruba people's mother.

OBATALLA

The Orisha Obatala is fundamental to the creation
Myth of West African's ancient Yoruba civilizations
Where he is also manifested as the "white gods"
Of creativity and justice: Orishanla, Oshala,
Oshagiyan, Oshalufon, Orisha Oko, and Osha Funfun.

He also explains the moral function of Shango,
The Orisha of lightning and thunder
Obatala is claimed to have dropped from heaven
On a chain to shape the first humans and indeed
Every kid in the womb, despite
The fact that he is merely one facet of Olodumare,
The Almighty God, who alone can breathe life into Obatala's creations.

Obatala, a saint among saints
And the archetypal spirit of creativity
Has been transferred to many New World nations
Where he has been worshiped for millennia
As the patron of children, childbirth,
Albinos, and anybody with a birthmark.

It is said in both the New and Old Worlds
That "Obatala marks his children."
Oba is "king" in Yoruba, and tala [ala]
Is undyed fabric, a blank canvas
Which is why the King of the White Cloth
Is supposed to be a calm judge.

Obatala is remembered
With magnificent white cloth, lace,
White beads and cowries, white flowers,
Silver coins, and silver jewelry.
He is honored with white hens, snails,
White melon soup, pounded yams, and other
White foods such as eko, fermented yams, and pounded yams.

"where the world began."
Some experts equate the gentle Obatala
With Christ and the Egyptian Osiris
Because he is associated with honesty,
Purpose, purity, peace, the New Year,
Forgiveness, and resurrection.
The patron saint of painters,
Known as the Divine Sculptor,
Is "the old man" as the deity of created form.
He is also known as Alamo Re Re,
or the One Who Transforms Blood Into Children.

He is Alabalashe,
Wielder of the Scepter of Life,
And O Ho Ho,
Father of Laughter,
"who sits in the sky like a swarm of bees."

EMILOKAN OTI OKAN GBOGBO WA BAYI.

Upon running for the number one position

Of office in the land
The campaign team
Did a great tricky work
By carving out the slogan
Emilokan.

Making it as if is a sense
Of entitlement to have such a office
Base on the past years
Of installing this person
As a governor of each states.

Many years have gone and come
And now is the time for reciprocating
That kind gesture of good deeds
Of being a godfather all along
For these set of people installed as governor.

Senators aren’t left out
On the installation of a thing
Little wonder he was shouting
Emilokan the gullible masses
Went on headlong to vote.

After the days of standing on a que
The whole election has come and gone
Now we are feeling the aftermath
Of the campaign sologan ‘Emilokan
The question on every lip now is this.


O ti kàn gbogbo wa bayi!!!!
May God help us all
Cos there is so much intense
Hunger in the land things are getting out of hand
Emilokan, emilokan of a triuth o ti kan gbobo wa bayi.

THE MIXED MULTITUDE.

In the quest to mingle
You mingled away your believe
You lost it at the blink of an eye
Within the flits of second
You are drifted away.
 
Away from the old landmark
Many years ago you pray and prayed
With just a single line of a request
Lord, show me the ancient path
But how far about that landmark.
 
Are you still walking therein
Are you still standing for what Christ stands for?
Still contending for the real gospel truth
Or you have mould up the Word
And take away Christ.
 
The mix multitude
Have come to swayed you
Off from the ancient path
That you cannot trace the old landmark again
Playing and toiling with your soul.

In the quest to mingle
You lost the Word of life
Now you are seeing living the lifestyle of the world
In all its deeds and way
You have mix up with the mixed multitude.