....And Miss Harvey Kicked The Bucket ☹

  Was listening to the album; some night by fun. I must confess it is an excellent piece of work with deep and very unsual lyrical delivery that brings about bleakness and euphoric feeling at the same time, then the news filtered in.. Goldie is dead.
      At first I reacted to it like the usual rumour that are occassionally peddled around about celebs, but unlike a rumour there is something to this that I can't just shake off or pinpoint after series of forth and back pinging to confirm the news. News confirmed,my soul broke. I don't know her personally but series of questions set my mind into chaos about life, our existence and it's purpose. The bible talked about different seasons; time to sow and reap, time to cry and laugh, time of conception and death and series of other things that will forever remian mystery to men.
       I realised life is short, no matter how long we've lived, living as if we'll take our last breath today and living life to affect lives positively gives fulfillment whenever our last breath is taken.
       Goldie harvey was a great entertainer, now she won't get married , become fat, have kids nor suffer broken marriage like most celebs. Goldie's death showed me how vulnerable I am, as am no longer hard core as I use to be cos I felt something i've never felt even when I lost some friends and I can't explain it. Her death made the nite of feb. 14th 2013 some night to remember.
R.I.P Goldie Harvey
                                                          ff. @ al_razz

GREAT DAY

There are good and bad days.....,
The sunrays shines in through your blinds,
Opening your eye then blinking them, like you are bout to be blind.
Corner of your mouth creases into a smile,
You are just feeling like u want to fly,
Infact at that moment u believe you can fly,
U know beyond conviction that day is a good day, wallahi.
This morning feeling thesame,
Reminiscing to back in the days ,
Days I could run the length of my streets with my d**k feeling no shame,
When in life I don't see grey shades,
Infact all I see is gay faces,
all I do is eat the cake,
And shit like damn it feels great,
Cos it tastes great the dough,
Not knowing t'was sweat drops that sweetened it though.
My vision was clouded by lots of love and trusts,
Couldn't read between the lines much,
Always looking forward to growing up,
Only I f I knew t'was a setup,
Cos now inbetween thos lines I see all,
My vision is like a 1000 mega pixel samsung,
Couldn't read between the lines,
Now I see beyond the lines,
I can see farther than the skies,
Hmm... Today is a great day, am going to fly.

                                                               ff @ al_razz

FRIEND TILL THE END

Even when your suit no longer suits
When those shorts become too short;

Even when that gown wears a frown
And those pants flee the ground;

Even when that skirt looks more adorable in dirt
And that blouse attracts no spouse;

Even when emptiness bore holes deep into your pockets
And hunger tries to un plug those eyes from their sockets;

Even when you can't gift me the latest trend
...Without a dime to spare nor spend

You'll forever be where my heart tends

And

I'll remain

A FRIEND TILL THE END

                                     ff @mztr_chukwu & al_razz

DREAMS ARE MIDGET

Today as expected started out as a boring, uneventful day as my typical day has being lately. I place hope in nothing and nobody so am not looking forward to anything either.
   My friend with benefit refused picking my calls, maybe she realised she can't continue being just friends with benefit or she suddenly realised am the jobless, poor guy who don't fit into her class any longer or she figured I can longer meet her needs, so I resort to my fate. Banjo happened, everything changed, bottle of red wine brought out the good taste in the day plus there's a lot to gist about.
       Just like that, a twist of fate , slipt seconds and I realised there is a lot to be hopeful for in life and suddenly I started looking forward to lots of things, like making it big and being successful, living the dream and affecting the life of others. Having my own crib, cars and making the woman I love scream in the bedroom while our parents 'll be hailing behind the curtain and of course my kids.
    Life is too short to unhappy and be bored, there is a lot to be hopeful for, even though reality is making face and dreams are looking tall. Reality is just a bitch fuck it and dreams turned nightmares that keeps you awake, you realise is just a midget afterall. By God's grace, insha Allah we'll make it. peace
                                                    
                                                                    ff @al_razzb

MY INK FADE

 Little by little 
my ink fade 
no pain, 
no regret, 
it is the best 

little by little 
my ink fade 
the track end 
my golden medal 
i wait 

little by little 
my ink fade 
hunger days i forget 
better day i forsee 

little by little 
my ink fade 
the head of doors are lifted 
light shine behind the tunnel 

little by little 
my ink fade 
bye to the land 
wake to a morning 
i'm nt coming back 
higher mountain wait 
please close the blind.    
                                                               
                                                                                                                                          Lebile MELT O'tosin

                                                                                                                                             ff @al_razz

DAGUNRO

Abúlée Tèmídayò was an abode of peace

glory swim from their past to their present

with a guarantee future at their hands

they sing the song of unity

dance the tone of love

virgin was their pride

strong men their strength

wise men stand by their gate

peace their shinning star

Abúlée Tèmídayò was a dreamland for the foreigner

and the joy of the inhabitant

until......................................

until death struck

not the old but the young

mama's eyes build fountain of tears

fathers bury their tomorrows ..........their futures

today's mourners comfort those of yesterday

no home could comfort each other

yet every night enemies strikes

taking the glory of the land

what a pity

children run to grave

old ones were cut short

strong hearts become weak

suspicion rule the air

neighbors become enemy

peace run away

the wall of unity collapse

questions were asked

yet..........................................

none to answer

but at the far east of Abúlée Tèmídayò

enemies camp with strength

they enjoy victories over victories

with pride they boast of millions they've sent to early grave

tears of agony serve as their water

blood of futures, their sacrificial power

and cry of mamas and papas, their music of joy

heart of the wise men could not take it again in Abúlée Tèmídayò

they consult ỌRÀNMÍYÁN

the IFÁ priest

secrets were revealed

the truth glow like the day

they knew how to capture the killer

strong men rise to do the job

but ỌRÀNMÍYÁN forbid them

this is the quest for the wise not the strong

because it take nothing but wisdom

they plot their strategy

they made a disinfected net

with many guns of disinfectant

they deny their eyes the joy of sleep

they hid all through the night

ready to solve the mystery of the land

all because of their future

enemies rain like before

they entered houses with confidence

but met their ordeal

they were captured, beaten, tormented

and lead to OJÚDE ỌBA

for people to see the face of the master killers

reader......

guess who these killers are

they are no one but.....

DÁGUNRÓ

also known as..........

ÈFON (MOSQUITOES)

the little but dangerous and dreadful devil

the leader confess their mode of operation

how their reproduce and work through

stagnant water and unclean environment

and how they freely enter every home without net

'you sacrifice your kids to us through your dirtiness' he said

all heart become weak

they count their loss

and think of their lost future

with anger they clear all stagnant water

burn all debris

clean their environment

raid and burn the camp of MOSQUITOES

sending their memory to history

on the seventh day.....

the day of jubilee

the king sentence the culprits to death by hanging

joy was restored

peace came like sun

wall of unity was rebuild

and Abúlée Tèmídayò became a heaven again

                                                                                                                                                     Lebile MELT O'Tosin

                                                                                                                                                           ff @ al_razz

THE ANGEL IN MY DREAM

Angel in my dream
beauty escalating with nature
your eyes lid is like the bright flash of lightning
your anger is a smile
and your smile a bright day sun

your heart is a fountain of love
your lips is a dream kiss
you posses the key to unlock moon in a day light
nothing is impossible with your eyes burning with love
your two fountain is a breath of life
and the passage between is the golden heaven high way

your venom is a healing
your tears a rain
you are a perfect image of the goddess
your name is nothing but VENUS
Paris is your city
Rome is your strength
angel in my dream. Woman i cnt marry. My mum 
        
                                                                                                Lebile MELT O'Tosin
                                                                                                     ff@ al_razz

GLORY OF THE SUN

By munya junction i sit with my tablet
with my feather ready to kiss the ink 
waiting for inspiration from yet to rise sun
i look through the railway to kaduna
excepting to hear a detonation
but peace...silence...sing

i raise my eye to the sky
red and blood sea it read
i scream!
Tears rain from my eyes
my heart panic
run!run! My head speak
blood, tick, red and ticker the sky is
definitely the sun have been murdered

oh i pity the day
the history of light is about to be cut short
darkness would rule
with brutality and hard like the soilder tux.
Witches would walk freely
lion would roam the street
man would sleep till eternity
fear, fear, fear oh the dead sun

as i think alone
i drop my tablet
my ink spill
mourning the dead sun with the end of light
i felt a kiss of ray
the sun soar along with a powerful smile

"i'm not dead friend
i'm sorry to be late
what you see is not blood
but my sleeping shell
i can't deny the world my glory
wake, wake kings and queen
lets rule the day together
thank God its another weekend
happy best saturday" 
                                                                                   
                                                                                                        Lebile Melt O'tosin 
                                                                                                           ff @al_razz