FIXING THE POLICY AND REFORMS.

As we go again towards another democracy day
The tinted question that many are shying away from
Is are we really democrat in all our dealings
From the policy that governs the affairs of our nation
To the laws and regulation rolled out every now and then.

Do the masses really matters at all
What are the people saying?
Do they even have the fair hearing?
How about their constitutional right of freedom of speech
Are they not living in fear of speaking their mind?

Every now and then each administration
Comes into office rolling out this reform and that reform
But the reform never leave the environment of ink and paper
It dies down there and yet nothing is working
Our policy isn’t working at all not in favour of the masses.

As a nation will need good policy
That will go round to favour everyone
Not just a policy in favour of the rule or ruling party
But to the citizens of the state and the nation at large
Only then will can have a nation that is working.

Fixing the policy and reforms
Before the policy must work well to its effects
There must be a followed tailored policy
Towards a working policy and reforms
If our nation will truly live out to its name a working nation.

ARE WILL INDEPENDENT OR DEPENDENT?

Today marks a great in our nation
Our nation is at the stage of yet
Marking another day another years
Of freedom from been rule
By colonial leader and her dedicates.

Being free is been able to stand on your own
Being free is the ability to do something at your own pace
Freedom is what brings greater opportunity
To really stand on your feet and get things going
But on this day as will mark this great let’s ask ourselves.

Are will independent or dependent
Yet our leaders still go around
Borrowing so much to run the country
After the fund generated within
Was embezzled spend without not been accounted for.

Are will really independent
To stand alone in taking care of our needs
And maintaining a great soverienity
Within the boarders of our nation
From each state to state.

Yet will call ourselves independent
But we are still depending on every little things
That we can take care of in our own state
Without not to go out to source for this and that
I leave you with this question dependent or independent.

A NATION IS DYING.

Each day
Each moment
Each Election Day exercises
From one Democracy day and independent day celebration
Our nation is getting worse than ever before.

Things are getting out of hand day by day
A nation is dying and yet will say we are making progress
But to what end is this kind of progress
Are will talking about here.

Is a progress twitted towards
The insurgency in our land of all manner of sort
For the insecurity in our land to the unknown gun men
While we all know this gun men occupying our land
But wait don’t will all say we are a sovereign state.

If truly we are what we call ourselves sovereign state
Then while will strangers of unknown gun men and banditry
Terrorizing our nation and will do less to nothing about it
Yet will go on and start saying we are when we are not as a nation.

And as a people who don’t know what will are saying
Our home is no longer home
Will have become strangers in our homeland
A nation is dying yet will say we are living
Living amidst a dead system of government.

TOWARDS A WORKING COUNTRY.

Our home our nationality
Our country our nation
Our leaders our people
Our native land our mother land
Towards a working country.

For one and all
Everyone ruled or rule
Each one deserve a better country
Upon which everything is working
For the common man on the street.

Bad governance has retard
The progress of this country for so long
Our nation is bedridden of the ill-leaders
That has led this nation to where it is today
And corruption is eaten deeply day in and day out.

Towards a working country
Where the justice system is upholding the law
In its entirety everything is working as it ought to be
Toward a good federal system of government
For you and me in all aspect and sector of this nation.

THE REBIRTH OF A NEW NATION.

The dawn breaks with echoes of hope unseen
A people once lost now rise from within
The church stands firm a guiding light
Whispers of faith ignite the fight
A nation reborn from shadows of sin.
 
Voices unite in a solemn call
Chains of the past begin to fall
A sacred fire burns bright anew
With prayers as seeds in morning dew
The land awakens to purpose all.
 
Hands are lifted hearts renewed
The gospel spreads the truth pursued
Love and justice side by side
No more darkness no more pride
A kingdom vision long subdued.
 
The church a beacon bold and true
Restoring hope with light in view
No weary soul shall walk alone
For grace and mercy make us one
A nation built on faith so new.
 
The journey starts the work is here
A sacred task so pure so clear
With every step the future bright
The church stands firm the guiding light
The rebirth of a land so dear.

HUNGER AMIDST STAMPEDING.

Should the country live on palliative?
How can a rich country be eating
Like rat of the crunches falling
Off from the table and the masses
Was left to pinot to feed on.

Why won't there be stampeding
Fine there is hunger in the land
Not just hunger but starvation
Accompanying the said hunger
This is not just hunger but.

On the part of the government
That failed us but the organizers
Failed to provide good crowd
Control technique making the whole
Situation escalating to an inevitable quiet end.

Hunger amidst starvation
Leading to stempeding
Lives were lost death toll
Keep rising up no proper
Human management control.

MANY QUESTIONS CONCERNING THIS NATION CALLED NIGERIA.

Waking up each day
One morning like that
So much happening currently
In our nation and our land is at
The verge of dividing itself.

Just like a house that is
Divided against herself
We are not standing again
As one strong indivisible entity
We've lost our sovereignty.

Again, I wake up
With so many questions on my mind
Concerning this nation called Nigeria
For how long are we going to go down
This path as it has always been.

Questions like
Why must the deserving beg
For what they rightly deserve in this country?
Why should the reward for hardwork be disregarded?
The questions keeps flowing in.

Why do we keep overlooking
Good people and celebrate only criminals?
Why are we too comfortable with this mediocrity
Is there any hope for excellence?
For how long are we going to look away.

Ask yourself,
What role are you playing
in this tragic drama of shame?
Because this nation is a giant that refuse to grow
Into maturity by taking center stage of the nation.

Friends, it is time to change
This is a golden moment
These horrible narratives
It is time to do justly
Love mercy and walk humbly.

NIGERIA NEED FUMIGATION.

In the heart of Nigeria's vibrant land
Where culture and nature go hand in hand
Lies a silent threat: corruption everywhere
A creeping blight that is ravaging the whole land
That hides in shadows, away from sight.
 
Mosquitoes buzz in the humid air
Spreading hunger a deadly snare
Corrupt rats scurry through the seats of power sprawl
Bringing diseases of hardship that befall all
Cockroaches in all the sector of political office holders.
 
Roaming around turning our nation into an infested home.
Termites gnaw at the treasure of the nation beams
Destroying dreams and childhood schemes
Nigeria, oh land of pride and song
This pestilence must not belong.
 
Nigeria needs fumigation
With every bite and every sting
They tarnish what our hearts do sing
Fumigation, a clarion call,
To cleanse and purify for all.
 
To rid the pests, to reclaim peace,
And let our health and crops increase
For in the purity of air and space
Lies the future we must embrace
Nigeria needs fumigation.
 
Let the chemicals work their way
And chase the pestilence away
Nigeria needs a cleaner ground
Where hope and health can both be found
So let us fumigate and fight
To bring back our land’s pure light.

THE ENEMY OF THE STATE.

A label pinned
a scarlet brand
A traitor's mark
in no man's land.

For questioning
The powers that be
A rebel's role
society decrees.

A voice that echoes truth's refrain
In corridors where shadows reign
A mind aflame, with courage bright,
A beacon in the darkest night.

They call us threats, disruptors, foes,
For daring question, where silence grows.
But in our hearts, a fire resides,
A passion burning, where justice abides.

We seek no chaos, only change,
To mend the world, where hearts exchange.
A better future, our fervent plea,
Not enemies of the state, but you and me.

DEMOCRACY IN THE FACE OF FRICTION.

Not just a selected words
For just a selected few
From the barricade of democracy
To the corridor of powers
It all boils down to democracy.
 
To what end is democracy
When the democrat nation
Is not practicing democracy in its entirety
And yet we went on headlong
To celebrate been a democrat state.
 
Yet we are not close
To its practice and dictates
Of what a democracy should be or look like
Where the nation is suffering
On fear hearing of views and opinions.
 
No longer for the people
Nor by the people
But under fear of freedom of speech
You air your view you’re taking down
Democracy without friction.
 
Is this what it’s all about?
With friction aren’t there friction now
You seat in power
You become so powerful
And act at will as if you own the whole federation of the state.
 
Alas this our own democracy
Is not nothing close to democracy
But a democracy in the faction of friction
There are so many friction
That needs to be flushed out of our nation’s system.
 
If truly we want to be and seen
As a democrat nation in which
Is for the whole of the citizens of the state
Not one selected people acting as the nation is theirs
Democracy in the face of friction.
 

AS YOU GO TO BED TONIGHT

Take time out to pray
Stand in the gap
Make sure you pray
Because is time for all to pray
Our country no die oooh.

E dey your hand and mine hand
I say things get as e bi
And if we no do something
I pray say make something no do us
Some many plenty things no dey okay.

Because as e dey go like these
Things don fall apart finish
As see finish don even enter the matter
Now the center no fit hold again
As things don fall apart finish for our eyes.

Naija nija make una pray
Make water no go pass garri
Make tortise no run leave us behind
Make watin we no want become our own
Make we no start to dey look for black goat during the day.

Make our land no fit to live inside again
Will need to wake up before water enter our eyes
When we still dey inside water
9ja wakeup na time for prayer bi this
Shine your eyes and see the matter of the nation as e dey go.

THE WIND.

Something is about to happen
The wind is about to blow
That will shake the whole of human
Existence if care is not taken
Is starting in the household of faith.

The church
Of what end will it be
When judgments begins in the same
House of faith the congregation of believers
Let him that thinketh ye standeth take yield.

The wind of great cleansing
Is about to blow if you are caught
On the fast lane of this great wind coming
As of a might rushing winds
You will be swept away by the wind.

Pastors is a clarion call to you
To get the church ready for
This mighty outpouring
The revival of the end time
Is about to rain and the wind is coming first.

Just to prepare the ground
And make way for this great outpouring
The rushing mighty winds in the last day
There is gonna be a great shaking
To the fiber of every man’s existence.

Get the lamp ready
Repair the licking roof
Settle that old account of your life
Be prepared because the cloud is gathering
There is gonna be a great revival of wind in the land.

To the one who seat on pulpit
To the one who seat on the bench
From the minsters and leaders of the church
To members in the congregation
Get ready is about to rain the wind of revival is coming.

A NATION AT GUN POINT.

Election has come and gone
Our nation still coexist
With our numerous issues
With all side appointee
Yet the nation lacks direction.

Becoming a nation at gun point
Even though we elect leaders
But the leaders we elect
Never have a heart for others its citizens
Making our nation that is held at gun point.

Holding all almost all the nation
With a gun in their hand
Pointed right on the head of the citizens
Squandering the nation resources.

And those in the government
Do not want to cut down
On the cost of running of governance
Void of producing nothing just spending
A nation held at gun point.

Is a clear even clearer eye open fact
That the people that runs for office
Are doing this on the ground
f nothing but selfishness
A nation held at gun point.

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.

HOW FAR HAVE WILL GONE AFTER INDEPENDENCE?

Who would have thought so long ago
After the independence many years had come and gone
And still we are still living life and let's live abi
Are will really living or merely existing
Chasing an empty shadow within
That cannot stand up erect by itself.

We still depend on lining an object to stand
To gain our stamina and we carried on with life
Just as nothing has happened these past years
After independent will are stilling in yesteryears of life
With nothing to recon to how far we have gone
Between that time and this time.

Have we gone from dependency?
To a nation whose dependency is on her own
Or are we still chasing what we shouldn’t chase
How far consumables are we producing
What we consume back at home or still importing
Our far our gross domestic product is going up or sliding into inflation.

As the citizens is accustomed to suffering
Our leaders are our problems
As they have so been intoxicated and drunk with power
So after their own self looting of the nation’s treasury
Inflicting untold suffering on the masses
The same masses that voted them into power.

How far have will gone after independence?
Are will still seeing the nation doing well
Or still running from this meeting to that meeting
Borrowing money enslave the whole citizens
Into generational debt servicing all in the name of developing our country.

NIGERIA, WHICH WAY FORWARD?

Is to look within us

And see the answers
To all our many questions
Questions like these
Are will free at home?
 
Like what do say and parade
With soothing words mixed with pride
Of this world are we one nation?
United in religion, ethnicity and creed
Or mere words that actions cannot be backed up with
 
What binds us together
As a nation and state
Are we really with that heart
The heart that feels at home
Which way forward Nigeria?
 
Have we forgotten freedom indeed?
In chase of self-seek ill-gotten wealth
Enrich our pursues all in the name
Of cutting our own share of the national cake
Where is the peace have we lost our unity
 
One nation bound in freedom
That freedom that transcends peace and unity
In on habitation that we call a nation
Are we really one nation? Bind by sovereignty
What binds us is more of what breaks us asunder
 
Have we gotten freedom indeed?
Or we are just a prisoner whose door
Is open and refuses to come out of the prison room
For how long shall we continue to go on this road
Where is the unity which way forward Nigeria?

THE STATE OF THE NATION: AJAGBANDI

Located in the heart 
Of the commercial center of Lagos Nigeria
A city of slums and bad roads
With poor road network interchange 
A forgotten city by those who rules

And it commercial yellow buses
That ply the roads of this city 
Called Ajahgbandi what an eye sour
That you we question the officials 
That issues road worthiness paper to this buses
Questions like

Did they really check through
Well enough inside out of this yellow buses 
Of what criteria they did use it approve 
It's road worthiness 
As most of this cars got a crack windscreen 

An horrible sound due to be exhaust pipe
It body as of a car run over by a trailer 
As the panel beater has exhume its last strength 
On these yellow commercial buses 
And the state of its road lingers 

With a worst state of road network
Not fit for one to call this a road 
Just a little down fall it worsen everything
The state of the nation 
The poor state of Ajahgbandi road

Wait this community has an local government chairman 
Do they have community development association
And is it included in the budget of the nation.