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Let me be like a soothsayer;
You thought I’m living on that thing
Called Oxygen.
After all, those who drank knowledge
To stupor
Said that's where life lies,
They said there, everything has their being,
And the ecological jargons will crumble without it.

What if I say you are wrong!
What if I say the belch of those drunkards
Is intoxicating you real hard?
Because they took in much than they could handle.

Want to know what I lived on?
I lived on the unimaginable!
That will live on when the obvious ended,
I lived on the unseen!
That will become obvious as more years rolled in
Like the pages of the book being turned
You are drawn closer to the epilogue.
Yes! That’s where it is
At the end of everything
That’s where I get my being.

I inhale a person
I take in a personality,
I got life from an immortal;
And I became as such.
Oxygen will fail,
But my source is unending
And I became as such-
Living eternally.
I inhale the invisible
I inhale LOVE.

#òtáìbáyòmí

What else?

Now that the sky rebels,
Changed its hue to that of blood,
Asking for more
So it colour won’t fade away

Now that our creed; our everyday pledge
Sang in pride in ages past,
Now a dirge we sing like snails
          -head in shell

Now that our swords
lost the meaning of brotherhood
And each day drink blood to stupor,
Though we are told they are sticks,
But the carrier uses them on men
thinking we are cattle




Now that life is cruel,
Explosion is like fertilizer
Of which our land craves for
And violence made the movies
We watch each day saying it’s news.

What else?
Where else should we expect more?
2001 – we shouted for peace
2018 – we jos want peace
Artist made illustrations
And Poets – their pen they wield; ready for battle
Yet our leaders hid themselves in the warmth of hypocrisy
And our oppressor in broad daylight.

What else? Maranatha…

#òtáìbáyòmí