14 Years A Sinner

Oh heavens! forgive me for I have sinned

To the sacred crescent I come with my bag of wrongs

I have stolen, cheated and stabbed my 'friends'

I have dug a deep hole in the back of my rivals

For those I love I plundered the ivory treasury

For those I hate I became a knighted by the emir

A worthy compensation for the Ijmag agenda

The desert written script for my hallowed crusade

Oh the sweet gate of al jannah! To thee I match for votes

Visit not on me the sin of fourteen moons away

Hands, feet, mouth and sacred members I have washed

Please make this tinge be gone at once!

Oh the roofs I have to lift for the rain to strike

My heat sinks just thinking of how hard it was for him

Please show me the graves of those gone to rest

For peace their Epitaphs I will re-write in Gold

Shackles surely will fit my wrists walahi

If only they know how much the counsels cost

From high to supreme I dragged our rectitude

Only to be told my appeal will get a better chance with God!

Now my dreams to rein is about to be plundered

Nightmares of the monster called USSA

Shivers from the faces of Aluta I slaughtered

Oh! that heaven will grant me sweet rectitude

Deliverance from 49 sprites that daily torments my peace

                                                      Omo-Ekun, Ilu Nla.

Our Baale is a Learner

Today I did the unusual

I sat waiting to be told on NTA some real stuff

Little did I know I was in for the usual?

Baale never cease to thwart walahi

Once again Baale took the doubters to the cleaners

I am a learner he exclaimed! And so what?

I remember Baale’s coronation

Dancing and wriggling of waists that now lies in waste

Baale’s wife a true spectacle to behold

Her ways with words, even the ancestors wouldn’t dare

Now almost four seasons we still battle with masquerades

But wait, Baale will learn on the job!

Surrounded by many tale tellers Baale declares

No Baale can learn like I do!

So Baale how do we find the missing village pots they asked?

Lets the oracles in the next village help he declares

To Baale, tears and blood should be flow like a river

The second coronation party will not be postponed!

With fear I received the news of the impending visit of the masquerade

But wait, can’t the Baale order the village hunters to town?

Why can’t the palace guards keep the palace jail securely fastened?

It's two weeks and hundreds of precious village pots are still missing?

Why has the Baale’s wife taken up the job of the hunters?

Oh…..how did I forget…our Baale is a Learner!

                                                                           Omo-Ekun, Ilu Nla!