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The history that was never taught in schools. How African empire were conquered by the Arabs



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQiqyyRfL2Y

An interesting hidden history

Africa is Weak
We may be colonized again


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ruku3yDRvFc


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pmXSi6_vFAI

Cancer in Africa


Our Shame,

"PRESIDENT" & "LEADERS"

Full grown men,
old,
devoid of vision,
Lacking in wisdom,
wicked weaklings
protected by paltry paid gun men
great grandfathers,
unwilling to train Younger Leaders.
Untrained themselves in morals & reputation,
Liars,
Tired & fickle in frame,
feeble. opaque, lacking imagination,
These exalted clowns,
drawn from rickety defeated military,
All but one weak one from the creek.
Gangsters,
Elevated as Presidents,
or Governors and Leaders,
We are Trapped,
fooled by cynosure of degenerate,
immoral men, destinies robbers,
watching the drowning of a once rich Giant.
confined felon,
demented through age
rogues as Presidents, Senators, Governors,
Protected by corrupt Police
and a demystified compromised Army,
Oppressive DSS, Abusive servants of the masses,
robbing the future of unborn kids,
denying all in the midst of Plenty,
shaming us all.
We have no Leaders Yet.
None since 1960.
Profligate band of men,
overtaken by fraud & moral turpitude,
A merry-go-round by failures,
sixty Plus years after Muzungu,
Illiterates still in charge of our destinies,
Despised in Ghana
scorned in Zambia
Overtaken by Ethiopians
locked out by Botswana
Denied by Rwanda
disgraced in Libya
Mocked in South Africa
Bared in sane countries
where corruption is an indelible blot,
incarcerating the guilty away from sane men.
These crooked Old recycled Failures,
Destroyed, ruined and damaged destroying still.
unwilling to retire in their dishonour,
Killing, abusing and incarcerating Young men who dares tyranny.
A former Giant,
Now a Crawling Giant of Africa,
Beggarly borrowing amidst plenty.
Over two hundred million divided mass,
waiting for “godot” .
procrastinating liberty for fear and docility
A country of Countries Ruined by Military men
masquerading as democrats through tyranny
A Cancer in Africa.


Copyright © Macaulay Olu-Seyi | Year Posted 2021

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/cancer_in_africa_1412600

Cancer in Africa

Our Shame,

"PRESIDENT" & "LEADERS"



Full grown men,
old,
devoid of vision,
Lacking in wisdom,
wicked weaklings
protected by paltry paid gun men
great grandfathers,
unwilling to train Younger Leaders.
Untrained themselves in morals & reputation,
Liars,
Tired & fickle in frame,
feeble. opaque, lacking imagination,
These exalted clowns,
drawn from rickety defeated military,
All but one weak one from the creek.
Gangsters,
Elevated as Presidents,
or Governors and Leaders,
We are Trapped,
fooled by cynosure of degenerate,
immoral men, destinies robbers,
watching the drowning of a once rich Giant.
confined felon,
demented through age
rogues as Presidents, Senators, Governors,
Protected by corrupt Police
and a demystified compromised Army,
Oppressive DSS, Abusive servants of the masses,
robbing the future of unborn kids,
denying all in the midst of Plenty,
shaming us all.
We have no Leaders Yet.
None since 1960.
Profligate band of men,
overtaken by fraud & moral turpitude,
A merry-go-round by failures,
sixty Plus years after Muzungu,
Illiterates still in charge of our destinies,
Despised in Ghana
scorned in Zambia
Overtaken by Ethiopians
locked out by Botswana
Denied by Rwanda
disgraced in Libya
Mocked in South Africa
Bared in sane countries
where corruption is an indelible blot,
incarcerating the guilty away from sane men.
These crooked Old recycled Failures,
Destroyed, ruined and damaged destroying still.
unwilling to retire in their dishonour,
Killing, abusing and incarcerating Young men who dares tyranny.
A former Giant,
Now a Crawling Giant of Africa,
Beggarly borrowing amidst plenty.
Over two hundred million divided mass,
waiting for “godot” .
procrastinating liberty for fear and docility
A country of Countries Ruined by Military men
masquerading as democrats through tyranny
A Cancer in Africa.


Copyright © Macaulay Olu-Seyi | Year Posted 2021

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/cancer_in_africa_1412600

Hitler revived

"Covid emergency Acts" & 1930 Nazi Germany Cohesion"

Gaslighting from Wuhan, the bitter scourge raged,
Covid the Brand,
the value is FEAR and Control.
the "marketeer" shrouded in obscurity,
subtle conditioning,
psychological warfare
unconnected mind control game.


Concealment of odious lab experiment.
Global perplexities without a gun,
unseen armies moving through the air,
hopeless mortals stripped of honour,
proud kings humbled by fear,
men crossing the threshold of speculation
At the precipice of a reset.

ignorance seeks the thrones on all sphere,
Presidents and tyrants of nations devoid of science,
mandating and manipulating all like Hitler,
to seek solace in experimental opium.

compromised media destitute of Chemistry,
suggesting ampoule from greedy pharmaceuticals,
Business trumped,
anxieties exacerbated,
controlling by fear,

Masking laws to deface nature's Beauty,
Sanitizer as cure enriching China,
From Isolation,
to Lock down and lockouts,
to the Greek Labelling,

Alpha overturned by Beta,
and Gamma conquered by Delta,
demonized immune system,
deodorize chemical solution from the lab
deceived by propaganda to the Jab, susceptible still.
A false sense of relief.
and the naming ceremonies unending,


Mutation from Vaccines, concealed,
Then the arrival of Omicron from South Africa.
The Vaxxed unprotected by experiment blames the "unvaxxed"
The world a Laboratory for the greedy,
money mongers devising opium by trial and error,
another experiment for the gullible as cure,

Censorship of opinion by big Tech,
dictation and Propaganda.
Welcome Socialism,
Wuhan now cured.
Selective restriction,
deprivation, broad day robbery,
undefined PCR Test,
speculative stigma,
Positive or Negative incontestable,
punishment for the Beijing weapon
Freedom was Yesterday
Socialism is Here at Last.


https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/hitler_revived_1410115
Copyright © Oluseyi Akinbami | Year Posted 2021

Hitler revived


From Wuhan the bitter scourge raged,
concealment of odious lab experiment.
Global perplexities without a gun,
unseen armies moving through the air,
hopeless mortals stripped of honour,
proud kings humbled by fear,
men crossing the threshold of speculation
At the precipice of a reset.

ignorance seeks the thrones on all sphere,
Presidents devoid of science,
mandating Laws like Hitler.

compromised media destitute of Chemistry,
suggesting ampoule from pharmaceuticals,
Business trumped,
From Masking to deface Natures Beauty,
Sanitizer that enrich China,
From Isolation,
to Lock down and lockouts,
to the Greek Labelling
Alpha overturned by Beta,
Then Gamma conquered by Delta
and the naming ceremonies unending,

Mutation from Vaccines, concealed,
Then the arrival of Omicron from South Africa.
The Vaxxed unprotected by experiment,
The world a Laboratory for the greedy,
money mongers devising opium by trial and error,
another experiment for the gullible as cure,

Censorship of opinion by big Tech,
dictation and Propaganda.
Welcome Socialism,
Wuhan now cured.
Selective restriction,
deprivation, broad day robbery,
undefined PCR Test,
speculative stigma,
Positive or Negative incontestable,
punishment for the Beijing weapon
Freedom was Yesterday
Socialism is Here at Last.

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/hitler_revived_1410115

Hitler revived


From Wuhan the bitter scourge raged,
concealment of odious lab experiment.
Global perplexities without a gun,
unseen armies moving through the air,
hopeless mortals stripped of honour,
proud kings humbled by fear,
men crossing the threshold of speculation
At the precipice of a reset.

ignorance seeks the thrones on all sphere,
Presidents devoid of science,
mandating Laws like Hitler.

compromised media destitute of Chemistry,
suggesting ampoule from pharmaceuticals,
Business trumped,
From Masking to deface Natures Beauty,
Sanitizer that enrich China,
From Isolation,
to Lock down and lockouts,
to the Greek Labelling
Alpha overturned by Beta,
Then Gamma conquered by Delta
and the naming ceremonies unending,

Mutation from Vaccines, concealed,
Then the arrival of Omicron from South Africa.
The Vaxxed unprotected by experiment,
The world a Laboratory for the greedy,
money mongers devising opium by trial and error,
another experiment for the gullible as cure,

Censorship of opinion by big Tech,
dictation and Propaganda.
Welcome Socialism,
Wuhan now cured.
Selective restriction,
deprivation, broad day robbery,
undefined PCR Test,
speculative stigma,
Positive or Negative incontestable,
punishment for the Beijing weapon
Freedom was Yesterday
Socialism is Here at Last.

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/hitler_revived_1410115

The Contrast

In slumbering slope they lay,
their gaiety snores in rhythmic peaks of cadences,
The lily livered japes
Kings from central castings,
Heroes of one hour,
jostling for President with mere words
Resigned to bed now, save one.
Cowards, afraid of prison walls
seeking fame by fraud.


Oh Fame, how Disinterested
oh time, how revealing
motives concealed but not to all,
they were boys all along
impressing us by publicity
with drama for the surface


But the sternest stood alone
though jeered and calumniated, yet undeterred
taunted by the guns of the oppressors
marooned in their prison
confined to Abuja
denied of dignity
Yet his passion soars with coruscation of brilliancy


The quest for freedom stems from the heart
the cause for which he dared a tyrant
who sought a cause by a fraudulent jurist
to make him bend or make him bow.
unlike the cowards he never stooped,
he stirred the oppressed from their slumber,
and made some men by delayed revolution.


where are all the orators who came to bury Caesar by campaign?
They snore in the bedroom unaffected by the groaning of the people
some seeking publicity by suing twitter,
others purloining at the tables of business felons.
In the struggle for emancipation,
the boys are separated from the men.



Dedicated to Omoyele Sowore
The Nigerian Born Activist
who stood alone when other younger candidates resigned to fate after the fraudulent election that imposed Buhari

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_contrast__1308892
Copyright © Oluseyi Akinbami | Year Posted 2020

Indices Of A Loon

GOODLUCK

Gutless muffled monarch wooed millions to the poll,
Oozing pathetic speech of poverty (I once had no shoes)
On congruent grounds we let him, though we hated his coterie.
Disappointed, we wail, waiting substitute to end the reign of quack
Lacklustre, insipid and a pervading naivety.
Unvaried captain rocks this boat, gagged by plunderers.
Circles of death, twinge, miseries the reign of a drab creek king
Kleptocracy adorning imposition,

EBELE

Embezzlers on rampage, holes bequeathed for pillaging.
Bandits as conniving ministers besmirched obtuse scamp
Egregious craven shrieked at the sound of war “I am not a lion”.
Laggard lumper loon left fanatical murderers at our doorsteps
Encumbrances from delinquent clan divide the love for mother land

DAME

Damp squib's duchess & indecent tongue, devoid of restraint
Audacious domestic appendage ferrying funds
Merriment and intrigue feigned as obligations,
Edgy. encumbrance though ceaselessness forms their amity.

PATIENCE

Punk pretending and purloining to private vaults.
Adventurous nerve for futile globe -trot.
Twitchy at state's affairs though never elected.
Intoxicated by serendipity, shaming all with activity.
Euphemistic drama, Scrappy curiosity with comedy.
National dilemma by decorated buffoons.
Crude verbiages to amuse eggheads “my Fellow widows”
Encomium of approval turned sour “Power” the pipe for thieves.

JONATHAN

Jokers jostled in enthusiasm to rule, (politicking )
Onslaught from 'Boko-Haram' drove sleep from wearied countrymen
Numbed as "hoipolloi echoed NO to mistimed removal,
Alas, the fraud, rapscallion looting Criminals Lords over us
Tyranny cloaked garbs, creek professor without a thesis.
Higgledy-piggledy a travesty called democracy.
Amidst the rubble of a crumbling amalgam,
Nigerian Lords watched the drama secured, while we die helpless


https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/indices_of_a_loon_1376939

The intruder


Idlers, paved paths with active energies, purloining, feigning amity.

Dodgy & concealing past immoral dregs by comradely, waspish mien.

Obdurately empowered by this stranger plucked from their nocturnal fantasies

Wanton mistresses of countless broken walls in desperation for time.

Unbridled intrusion cloaked in religiosity vexed by undefined arrogance.



Oft, in pretext, manipulating, with energies stronger than the POPE.

Habits of a thuggish intervention foist on bewitched “soul tie”

Ill-beseeming nuances summoning this Stygian to their unsealed brothels

Obvious cliquish vindictive venom of a barrage of past bed felon.

Zestfully compelling, violently intrusive and surreptitiously preying.

Ending the farce, Rapscallion oozing countless entries on the rotten hole.

Copyright © Oluseyi Akinbami | Year Posted 2021

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_intruder_1376878

The King of Mercy

Ten Lepers sought the Lord
carrying their badges with a Plea
unclean unclean was the cry
Mercy alone was their Plea
The King of mercy heard their cries
by his word He healed them all
One amazed returned with praise
A new disciple of grace

Four Lepers at the Syrian gate
though hungry yet harmless
The King of mercy prepared a table,
Bade them eat from the banquet divine
Providence had them in mind
Though the host of Syrian heard the noise of Chariot
Paving way for more Lepers

Zacchaeus fashioned by nature saw a crowd
He was the chief among publican
On that day, the master was passing bye,
His vantage view was a sycomore tree
He wanted to be loved though a sinner,
Hasten and come down Say the Mercy King
I must abide in thine House
He found grace on that day


And He must need go through Samaria,
A prostitute came to the well
abandoned and used by five men,
The Jews had no dealing with the Samaritan was her only theology,
Mercy King had the better gift,
suspend even His meal to save a soul
when her case came to light,
she became an evangelist.
Come see a man who told me all that i ever did
The city saw the King


He was Born blind, never once did he see the Light
Families afraid to own him as beggarly he sought for ease,
Even the Priest love to see him so
But the King of mercy spotted him from Heaven
He was marked for appointment
And when his case was called
One thing I know He said,
“Once I was blind but now i see”

Thirty eight Years, he was bedridden
in competition with diseased folks like himself,
waiting for certain season in vain,
Angels could not give a helping hand,
the fastest feet must take their portion at the pool
The King of mercy came for him
This time the pool was no longer needed
A faith ascent took him home

At the gate they called beautiful,
No one hoped to meet a lame beggar there,
But Life happens to us all, as for him this case was bad
for forty years he roamed in obscure darkness
The helpers with feets feeds from him,
they lend him legs to seat and beg
with his state they have a trade
But the King of mercy on way to the Temple
and would not leave him without help
Rising up in His name, he went with those who had feet

He too was a Commander, but a son's sickness exposed his weakness
A father's love compelled him to this Journey
from capernaum to Galilee several distance with faith
The King of Mercy saw his son and saw him coming too
Just a word of Authority from the Master, he know about Power.
“Go thy son liveth” He needs not another
“He sent his word and He healed them
and delivered them from their destruction”

He had the best of friends,
they love him so much to take a risk
But they could not heal his palsy,
So paralyzed that he could not use his feet ,
A crowd thronged around the Master in that enclosure,
They uncover the roof to get their friends to Him
The King of mercy full of compassion,
set him free from sin and made him whole.

“Let us pass to the other side”
when He says it, it must be done,
Not the wind can stop the King,
He orders the events of Life,
He was resting or controlling other events in sleep,
In the ship they were perplexed as we all sometimes be
Then one remembers the King of Mercy,
carest thou not that we perish? He inquired
“Peace Be still”
The command that calm the storm.


She bled for 12 Years and suffered so much,
No sooner she sat the drench and wet clothes brings shame,
The husband was no where near,
Families are wearied accepting fate
The King of Mercy was passing bye.
“If i but touch the helm of his garment”
Faith sprung for one more help,
The King of mercy saw her from the celestial realm.
She stole the virtue with her faith
And there were more for others there.


Though the subject were slow to Learn
Send them away with their needs
But mercy would not oblige carnality
“Make them seat” said the King of mercy ,
There were thousand bowels looking up
And he Fed them all as He does all men.

The King of Mercy Bids you come
He waits so long to meet your needs
let not your doubts keep you away,
He gave himself to give you all.
Look up His cross, his Blood and Live

Copyright © Oluseyi Akinbami | Year Posted 2021

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_king_of_mercy_1375472

Congratulation

A tragic affiance

Absurdity walked this path of a whorish lane,
Dauntingly decked in a dark seductive garb
Egregiously seeks the thrones by craftiness,
Nebulous transverse for the wayfaring man.
Illusions of a well worn thigh concealed with facial mascara.
Killjoy bipolar nagging for control, demanding dominance by demonic antics,
Eccentric public commodity makes it the brothels for quickie.

Acrimony well taught from the market square by “Iyaloja”
Damaging defiance conscripting father to “garri Ijebu” and Fish
Egomania derailed from home and deprived of morals,
Sagged and perforated lurid frame perfumed for a prey
Offensive forlorn factious feigned facades
Lacklustre and noxious mien seduced the prey by lewd bait,
Absurd Incentive the goal, merchandise of greed, A week of affiance.


Copyright © Oluseyi Akinbami | Year Posted 2021

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_king_of_mercy_1375472

The King of Mercy

Ten Lepers sought the Lord
carrying their badges with a Plea
unclean unclean was the cry
Mercy alone was their Plea
The King of mercy heard their cries
by his word He healed them all
One amazed returned with praise
A new disciple of grace

Four Lepers at the Syrian gate
though hungry yet harmless
The King of mercy prepared a table,
Bade them eat from the banquet divine
Providence had them in mind
Though the host of Syrian heard the noise of Chariot
Paving way for more Lepers

Zacchaeus fashioned by nature saw a crowd
He was the chief among publican
On that day, the master was passing bye,
His vantage view was a sycomore tree
He wanted to be loved though a sinner,
Hasten and come down Say the Mercy King
I must abide in thine House
He found grace on that day


And He must need go through Samaria,
A prostitute came to the well
abandoned and used by five men,
The Jews had no dealing with the Samaritan was her only theology,
Mercy King had the better gift,
suspend even His meal to save a soul
when her case came to light,
she became an evangelist.
Come see a man who told me all that i ever did
The city saw the King


He was Born blind, never once did he see the Light
Families afraid to own him as beggarly he sought for ease,
Even the Priest love to see him so
But the King of mercy spotted him from Heaven
He was marked for appointment
And when his case was called
One thing I know He said,
“Once I was blind but now i see”

Thirty eight Years, he was bedridden
in competition with diseased folks like himself,
waiting for certain season in vain,
Angels could not give a helping hand,
the fastest feet must take their portion at the pool
The King of mercy came for him
This time the pool was no longer needed
A faith ascent took him home

At the gate they called beautiful,
No one hoped to meet a lame beggar there,
But Life happens to us all, as for him this case was bad
for forty years he roamed in obscure darkness
The helpers with feets feeds from him,
they lend him legs to seat and beg
with his state they have a trade
But the King of mercy on way to the Temple
and would not leave him without help
Rising up in His name, he went with those who had feet

He too was a Commander, but a son's sickness exposed his weakness
A father's love compelled him to this Journey
from capernaum to Galilee several distance with faith
The King of Mercy saw his son and saw him coming too
Just a word of Authority from the Master, he know about Power.
“Go thy son liveth” He needs not another
“He sent his word and He healed them
and delivered them from their destruction”

Copyright © Oluseyi Akinbami | Year Posted 2021

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_king_of_mercy_1375472

The natural and the Spirit


This imprisonment of clay,
this putrid jarred tint subjected to time's defeat,
this cankered vile contagion.
tossed to and fro as on a sea with unrelenting anchorage of ease,
this worm, ephemeral in the bay leaf of existence.
this dirt of appointed time, fixed by irreversible decree,
fleeting by clipped tickle,
here mere mortal toiling to gather stones, hay and stubble.
with diseased brow,
worms fighting worms for passing fame.

Finite frame transiting through ceaseless vanities
myriads from these pains,
willingly oblivious of the power of Time,
throng the gates of mammon to hideous and dreadful apparition,
little minds, unwilling to enlist in the real battle.
And multitudes ignoring the signpost in rush to gaiety
several on sensuous doorway to doom.
As captives of Lust, enslaved by Ashmodeus

This Frame wears Luciferous garbs
Pharaoh and Herod bodied
The beast of pride, despising the breath of his nostril
conjures theories of atheism from his erratic emotions
arrogating his existence and all to “second cause”
despising the first cause preceding all causes.
They go on and on they go.


There were abject who in time past, cut the cables of belief
sailing over the tempestuous ocean of free thought.
reviled the coast of revelations
seeking Life among the dead,
and rushing on the mad voyage,
wondering through confused obscurity
In search of life in all vice to the very extremities,
wearied by wasted years,
came to their senses.
Looking up to His hill,

To Yonder Light through the Cross
casting all dependence aside
they enter the Ark
These now deal in matters of eternal realities,
unknown, unsought, conscripted to miseries still,
pangs shot through their faces as arrows piercing a foe,
These have deceased bodies and suffers too,

Longing for the returning of the King
these likewise are subject to the monstrous ills of the decaying filth
but for a time,
the dying body, taunted, Jeered and calumniated.
carrying about a third force unknown to all, the Spirit.
They do battles with unseen foes to keep a pace with Him
unseen spirits their attendants.

Myriads watching the match from vantage confines,
though among men, mere men no longer.
Come in No Luxury required


Copyright © Oluseyi Akinbami | Year Posted 2021
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_natural_and_the_spirit_1375434

Lies. They saw they cannot control the masses

Hmm!

Jailer from the North


We peep through grated beams in the dark confines,
Kept in chains by the tyranny of audacious jailers,
unending cynosure of profligates and imposters:
ruining the destinies of million wearied sufferers.
criminals fit for the gallows,
morons from the days of the colony.
dictators in military attires.
and simpletons kept in power for temporary ease.

our heirloom forced from us by old monsters.
cabals of criminals, greedy goons, men untutored in reputation.
Felons and rapscallion from the military barracks,
too old for modern ideas.
we are burdened along by colonial tyranny,
in a country where destinies are suspended in the gale,
and youths are forced into their own crimes of stealing.
we could not speak our sentiment freely.
we are fettered and riveted by their guns.
The sword above us, tyranny of archaic mind.
dreamy theorist acting as lords over multitudes of docile lots.

men made to cringe and fawn bowing and stooping to the
threatening of their guns.
They armed assassins and sufferers alike,
paid a trifling sum from the proceeds of corruption,
to keep the masses away from them as old baron loot the treasury,
this open prison of fancied freedom,
where marauders employed by the states with a gun to kill,
trans versing the south with AK47/.
terrorist renamed bandits by religious sympathizers.
from the porous borders of North,
comradely of Fanatics and bigots of the sword sect.

Clandestinely overrunning the land.
Freedom is a crime to fools.
those who dares becomes enemy of states.
assaulted by “operation python” dance.
or raided by Lawless DSS.
This is but a Jihad disguised as government.
The road is a trap of death,
we sleep as watchers waiting for the sword.
we starve amidst multitudinous resources,
they Lend to keep us in Bondage.

The crude in the south.
and all the resources are carted away to the North
to pay terrorist.
A state crimes condoned.
we groan,
we dare not speak as their armed assassin are
ready to silence the Voice of Truth.
one more Truth for the Jailer from the North.

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/jailer_from_the_north_1374147

War without a weapon


A different weapon conceived in Wuhan

A Poisoned Jab?

Don't ask me.

The sky is no longer brilliant with the tint of Truth

A strange world this,

These covert crime overlooked by justice.

communism seeks dominance by invention,

Pollutes the air, subjecting all to speculations,

The Marxist shuts her door from investigation.

A gas inhaled needing a cure,

The media accomplice for dictators.

Pharmaceutical rushed to the lab with different names,

A greed controlled world.

opinion censored to stiffen logical thinkers.

disputing every solution to offer their Greek gift,

And the guessing of bourgeois with synthetic substance.

in less than a year,

human experiment called a Vaccine.

no time to observe efficacy.

Celebrities rushed for Jabs for the Camera

advertising to lure the hesitant intelligent,

The media invades homes with propaganda.

globalist compelling all by Force.

luring the greedy with a flat-out Bribe

Take vaccine and win a Million dollars, they say.

Close your brain as you wear imposed Mask

disfigured beauty stigmatized by unverified suspicions.

Suddenly the Origin of Corona are Okay.

Wuhan and the entire China are Covid free with closed door.

China dictates global economy by obstruction,

Just a Button from a Lab,

globalist becomes advocates for Vaccines,

denying you of Voluntary consent,

The first Jab becomes a second Jab,

Then a Third being conceived,

Oh! you still have it after the Vaccine they say,

Of what use is it then?

A question you must not ask.

Then they began a naming ceremony to confuse us.

Alpha,

Beta,

Gamma,

Delta they say.

From

censorship,

to propaganda,

Then shaming,

after that bonanza or Bribery,

gradually they take your rights away through cohesion and Force.

As china Laugh the world to stupor.

Is China winning a war without a gun?

Think! think! think again.

Copyright © Oluseyi Akinbami | Year Posted 2021

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/war_without_a_weapon_1371353

A tragic affiance


Absurdity walked this path of a whorish lane,
Dauntingly decked in a dark seductive garb
Egregiously seeks the thrones by craftiness,
Nebulous transverse for the wayfaring man.
Illusions of the well worn thigh concealed with facial mascara.
Killjoy bipolar nagging for control, demanding dominance by demonic antics,
Eccentric public commodity makes it the brothels for quickie.

Acrimony well taught from the market square by “Iyaloja”
Damaging defiance conscripting father to “garri Ijebu” and Fish
Egomania derailed from home and deprived of morals,
Sagged and perforated lurid frame perfumed for a prey
Offensive forlorn factious feigned facades
Lacklustre and noxious mien seduced the prey by lewd bait,
Absurd Incentive the goal, merchandise of greed, A week of affiance.

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Copyright © Oluseyi Akinbami | Year Posted 2021

We the People,

We were never consulted,
invited or agreed to the the 1999 constitution
never resolved to live together as drafted by the Military lies in the document,
Invisible, indissoluble or
the sovereignty claimed were rhetoric of falsehood,
some crooked criminals who should be made to face Justice,
crafted a document
appended their signatures,
under a dictatorial agenda,
silencing us with the guns
imposed opinion fitting their agenda and called it constitution

We the People

Is a lie, How come my father was not there ?
My mother, my brothers, sisters were never there
even my own opinion is not represented,
Yet they say we the People,
t am not signatory to their lies
I was never part of their agenda
that is why I do not accept their oppression

We the People

where old men who should be great grand fathers
are seeking position of power,
where Politicians are busy stealing
where Police men abuse my rights
or stand on the way to collect bribes
where dullards in the senate decide my fate,
and they are too big to know my state


We the people


Is a Fraud, I was never part of it
I never signed my state or destiny to a sect
Now I see why I cannot achieve my dream
why I cannot fulfill destiny
I am locked up in a cell
The criminals are fattened
they call them Politician
They fly abroad for medical care
Leaving no health facility for me
they bask in gaudy wealth
No hope for my future
Yet they lied on me
that i signed my destiny away by a constitution

Dedicated to Buhari's 12th Medical Tourism in a Country without Proper Health care

We the People,

We were never consulted,
invited or agreed to the the 1999 constitution
never resolved to live together as drafted by the Military lies in the document,
Invisible, indissoluble or
the sovereignty claimed were rhetoric of falsehood,
some crooked criminals who should be made to face Justice,
crafted a document
appended their signatures,
under a dictatorial agenda,
silencing us with the guns
imposed opinion fitting their agenda and called it constitution

We the People

Is a lie, How come my father was not there ?
My mother, my brothers, sisters were never there
even my own opinion is not represented,
Yet they say we the People,
t am not signatory to their lies
I was never part of their agenda
that is why I do not accept their oppression

We the People

where old men who should be great grand fathers
are seeking position of power,
where Politicians are busy stealing
where Police men abuse my rights
or stand on the way to collect bribes
where dullards in the senate decide my fate,
and they are too big to know my state

We the people

Is a Fraud, I was never part of it
I never signed my state or destiny to a sect
Now I see why I cannot achieve my dream
why I cannot fulfill destiny
I am locked up in a cell
The criminals are fattened
they call them Politician
They fly abroad for medical care
Leaving no health facility for me
they bask in gaudy wealth
No hope for my future
Yet they lied on me
that i signed my destiny away by a constitution

Dedicated to Buhari's 12th Medical Tourism in a Country without Proper Health care

I Will marry tomorrow


The lure of untainted flower,

Its sweet perfume encased in a whorl.

Alas! That which I await is scarce.
This memory will be banished tomorrow.


Tomorrow ,

I must satisfy her.
My labour waits for her belly:
The weary days
The sun

The rains of my struggles
Bear fruit tomorrow.


Tomorrow.


She said, “I will come tomorrow”
Her many delays must end tomorrow
‘cos her quest for vanities are fully spent.
Our wedding shall be tomorrow.

Tomorrow,

Her lust shall be feted
Her feathers of courtship plucked!
The downs, I know, shall be not be rubied
But tomorrow we shall deceitfully walk to the altar.

Tomorrow.
I bid you, wait till tomorrow.
She goes home now to break her bond
With him that was in her dreams only yesterday.

I, shall wait till tomorrow

To make her drink from her fountain of lust.
Her secret desire of a ride to a far country
On her lover’s back, a wish not penny can grant.



Tomorrow.
I must nurture the wounds and scars of another
And regret I never made the first cut.
Yet, she must do it again as before.
But we shall start tomorrow.

Tomorrow
She shall dance like a maiden untouched;
All her lovers in the pew,
Mocking my folly with unspoken memories of their voyages
And I, a victim of blemished womanhood,
Ready to fool the world in “unholy matrimony.”

Tomorrow,
When she parades foolishness for fashion

Then, call her not my wife.
When she fights on the street in rage and fury
Oh, call her not my wife.
When she slips into darkness to drink from the cup of a rival
Please, call her not my wife.
When the stench of her reputation chokes the neighbourhood
Then, remember her not as my wife.
When she regales her mates with tall tales to my hurt
Please, call her not my wife,
When she wraps herself in fineries yet uglier than a mummy
Please, call her not my wife,
When godliness is exited and the fear of God abolished
Please, call her not my wife
Think no shame on me
Then, when she becomes a Matron over innocent children.

But,
I must marry

Tomorrow

Be it for a day before I die.

Copyright © Oluseyi Akinbami | Year Posted 2011

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Spell of a stranger

The sprout of momentary illusion,
the voyage of a derelict dream in place of a lie,
the lure of April, the deceit of May concertized in December,
in wintry snow, mocked,

miscarriages of a well worn organ,
the grin of February,
suspended in September,
the burden of unconquered Lust,
the armies of censorial secret "bedders",

begging for the abandoned rottenness on my path,
obsequious frenzy of the hasty oath at Ikoyi,
the stealthily lure of a defiled bed before the oath,

the desperation of "a wanna be" by crook,
hurried by the mascara coated looks of a postponed dowried hariotery,
A bedfellow from the red zone,
an unrepentant Gomer,


The armies of bias exes overwhelmed the gaze with suspicions,
compelling through diurnal and surreptitious escapades in dark corners,
allured by unfinished lust,
to the city centre for a quickie,

And myriads of men hides in ambuscade save one,
with threats of kill for suspending their “off home” secret lush
The public mistress unfit for their homes, Yet suited for their Lust by turns
she warmed our beds they say'
purloined for your Fall of a few days,


The bawd roamed unrestrained,
'Don't talk to me' she says.
Unbridled concupiscence her forte,
forty plus years in the trade,
well versed in the art

The sneaky nights,
the secret calls,
the Stygian services,
and countless gift of libidinous frivolities.
Yet their victim must remain mute,
as truly the drama unfolded ,
all appeal rebuffed by arrogance,
as they taunt with permissive perverse Laws

convinced on the first day.
Converse for four weeks,
conscripted in one week
“conbedded” on arrival in same day,
Correction of a fool,
concluded at the Court.
Then in retrospect, Delilah revived.


Copyright © Oluseyi Akinbami | Year Posted 2020

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Socialist coup 2020

Where is the wise? where is the scribe? where is the disputer of this world? hath not God made foolish the wisdom of this world?



A global supplant rippling the air,

unseen scourge in the wind, they say.
the media controlled earth dictates.

they embellish a matter by emotions.
and fires fears into addictive captives.

Ignorant kings made rules.
“All men must wear a mask” They say.

Political exorcist,
allays pestilence by sanitizers and a mask,

“And changed the glory of the uncorruptible God
into an image made like to corruptible man”


compelling all to unquestionable silence,
and the Doctors like simpleton,
ascent to mocking orders.

Mask notwithstanding,
The numbers are growing they say,

polluting my oxygen,
confusing my carbon dioxide.

restrained by their fears,
compelled by infatuated beings.

seeking to obscure this fact
“Not that which goeth into the mouth defileth a man;
but that which cometh out of the mouth, this defileth a man.”

we trotter in defaced form.
The Creator never made me thus.
to look like animals in their reset.

The new age is here, They say
Men like animal obscure nature's beauty.

I cannot see your beauty,
you cannot see mine,

We are now controlled by orders
Liberty is extinct.
as Leaders copy themselves by decrees

Man's Dagon is falling
Bell crumbles
ashteroth is consumed
they gave it a name,

the socialist sent a Bio terror.
and the capitalist media amplified it

we are suffocating,
Wuhan recovers

But the capitalist media made gains from propaganda
The pharmaceutical are richer

they say Sanitizers prevents death, I lough in Swahili
and the mask makes me beautiful, they say.

Keep your distance, they say.
Don t associate, do not congregate.

avoid close contact with sick people (show love from distance)
resort to loneliness,

Stay glued to the media,
and the control is unending
Yet,

The conspirator Locks you out of their media
No corona in China, the origin of the Bio-pollution.

Beijing Laughs the capitalist to stupor
They are now in charge,
As the capitalist media sustain the brouhaha

I am no skeptic, I only see what you cannot see




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Copyright © Oluseyi Akinbami | Year Posted 2020

Dead, Demented Yet Presides


Over two hundred million people sleeps and wake without a leader,

A cloned effigy in a rock called "Aso"

too old to lead or long dead to be,

demented or dead, they cannot tell,

old age has come but he would not leave.

a cult of connivers shields a tyrant,

with ceaseless speeches and empty promises,

One A Liar , some are writers and others are twitvist,

Two years of silence and none dare ask,

where is the President who took the oath?


Over two hundred million heads bowed to corruption,

East and west the groans is Loud,

where right is wrong and wrongs is praised.

The governors or senator and ministers too,

all aligned to loot the treasury,

recycled bandits in seats of honor,

Judges are blinded and the media subdued,

as brown envelop diverts attention.

over two hundred million destinies suspended,

#ENDSARS was their last successful outcry

a revolution too soon suspended

From Bonny Barracks to Lekki, criminals in uniform murdered unity.

bludgeoned agitators with the barrels, the errand boys of a dictator; police and solders.

and the masses too scared for a total freedom,

returned to apathy and unending subjugation


Over two hundred Million deprived masses.,

controlled as slaves by a hundred old despots,

Littered across cultures and tribes, a handful few protected by guns,

ex criminals , Presidents and ex all,

with looted funds in London and and Zurich,

atop hills in gaudy wealth,

unaffected by the groaning of a people nestled in penury,


Over two hundred million people disunited,

who by amalgam compelled by Britain's Lugard,

Feudalism and lie called democracy.

The minority herders on a mission

they took the yam and knife without resistance.

where beggars becomes a tyrant after election (Rigged)

and the masses dare not demand accountability

over two hundred million sufferers gave oppressor a breathing space,

where servants becomes the Boss,

without pacifying and unwilling to yield

the Loot looted named palliatives.

old tyrant mock democracy by decrees

What country ?

Don't ask me,

you know it well.


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