Ade-Ade

We were once, all of us, young and free, vibrant together. Neither pretense nor grudge. Then we grew up, and we became competitors. Nay enemies. Where has our salad years gone?

But, I cannot hate anymore You, refuse to fight me any longer. Even if we all may be hurting … You may be down, I may be lost. But together we are not out, not yet. All we can do is carry each other.

All we must do is fetch for…

  The NASS threat to ‘do the needful’ about the Acting President, should he refuse to remove Ibrahim Magu as EFCC acting boss is an empty threat, and both the alleged author of the statement and his strange bed fellows know it.

But first, I need all to hear that this is an act of bully, and they are shamed by it. Why? Was it the Acting President that kept Magu in office despite his serial…

Our Nation_Dino’s Hullaballoo.

 I have watched in amazement the manifold reactions to Senator Dino Melaye’s theatrics, past and present.   If some are to be believed, the Senator for Kogi West is just being himself – down to earth and truthful, a ‘defender of correct ethos in our body polity’ (as some folk put it!). Some others would argue that he is exactly what the nation can ill-afford at this time of serious crises: a…

I think, unthink then rethink

Methinks, You think, We think

Crypto or lucid, all stink!

You think, unthink then rethink Can you, for sure rethink?

Will it, perchance be it?

When all, by pretense, think, But none really think shit. Still all seek Olympic heights

Delphian native, oh enigmatic

Yet sore indeed – the sights 

Trying indeed all to outthink.

© June/July 2016. Adewale Adeniji.

Marrying Who, Part 1

    Its our wedding day, great expectations…

All roads lead to us, our own unique moment.

All hail the groom, decked out in his best!

All hail the bride, decked out ….

    Wait a minute. Where is my Egwu Eji*, my Amaria*?

Who, perchance art thou, lady in white?

What? Idonbilivit!

Is that you, my love? What happened to your face?

    Decked you are all right, but is that you behind the mask?

Yes,…

Build Your Own ARK.

  Random acts, kindness redefined.

Poco a poco, one humanoid apiece.

Lots of folk asunder, aghast for fear.

Gather, cradle, nurture.

Baby steps, balancing acts.

Kindness exemplified, randomly useful.

One, long gone, built an Ark. You too,

your very own A.R.K can build

in many lives, one at a time, by your

Acts of Random Kindness!

  © 13th February 2017. Adewale Adeniji.

I Love Women! (International Women’s Day, 2017)

Source: I Love Women! (International Women’s Day, 2017)

I Love Women! (International Women’s Day, 2017)

I love women, that is undeniable. 

I have 3 wonderful, strong women in my life; as wife and daughters.

I was born and raised by an amazing woman.

My sisters are great women raising great families of their own.

I have worked and still work with competent women.

I have women as friends, doing good and loving others.

Therefore, I always honor women.

Do you love women?

Do you honor women?

Tell them…

Alagbafo! Alagbafo!! Alagbafo!!! This man must be deaf o. Alagbafo! Must I shout for you? All these dirty clothes, many Agbadas, Danshikis, Boubous, Abadas, hooded tops from the main room; crying f…

Source: Alagbafo! (Washman)

Our Nation_The ‘Mumu’ In Us, Part 1 – Religion.

{Disclaimer:  I love God. I am proud to shout it on top of my lungs, without shame. I have also served at the highest level of the church, creditably by others’ accounts. I am also conve…

Source: Our Nation_The ‘Mumu’ In Us, Part 1 – Religion.

Quietness of mind. Cocooned, surreal state. Fertile arena for ideas to float. Doors shut against every rabble, all noise-some pests. Wondrous state to ponder anew, plethora of potential possibiliti…

Source: Solitude

  Quietness of mind.

Cocooned, surreal state.

Fertile arena for ideas to float.

Doors shut against every rabble,

all noise-some pests.

Wondrous state to ponder anew,

plethora of potential possibilities.

Noiseless lonesomeness soothes

and nourishes my cranium occupant.

Medulla oblongata thanks you!

Reason refreshed on solitude’s

altar; matched only by silence itself.

Otiose state, abandoned in…

Our Nation_The ‘Mumu’ In Us, Part 1 – Religion.

{Disclaimer:  I love God. I am proud to shout it on top of my lungs, without shame. I have also served at the highest level of the church, creditably by others’ accounts. I am also conversant with the 3 Abrahamic religious faiths – Christianity, Islam and Judaism, having been a continuous student of their texts for a very long time. End of Disclaimer.}

I needed to take that out of the way because…

    Blooming, glowing signposts of beauty, now sterile, dull epitaphs of spent elegance. Yes, once admired, yet now scorned.   Soft, undulating folds of jowls, now sunken, boney cheekbones; lost to the mutability of life.   Ebullient rippling muscled masses, now alas, plain proof of powerlessness! No, not as before mate, not as …   Chutzpa for life; how fickle thou art. We thought ourselves…

February 13 (Remembering Murtala Ramat Mohammed)

Day that surely in infamy lives. Murder so brutal on open street Dawn of work, workers afoot Bukar Suka unleashed mayhem so vile,  Ramat’s life and many more be lost. Drunken sucker then…

Source: February 13 (Remembering Murtala Ramat Mohammed)

Day that surely in infamy lives.

Murder so brutal on open street

Dawn of work, workers afoot

Bukar Suka unleashed

mayhem so vile, 

Ramat’s life and many more be lost. Drunken sucker then declared,

Dawn to dusk curfew for vile act of dawn!

Suka Dimka unleashed,

a can of worms that the top reached.

Bequeathed us he did, angst across the land;

that not even his neck could assuage! Rest on, Ramat.

O…