Friday, 31 March 2017

HEY MR JAMB


I hate stupidity....
Mr JAMB its been long
i have been watching
you changing from one
policy to another,
then all we new was
just to go buy scratch card
and visit a cafe to
complete the reg,
you changed without
minding who
are the writers.
#Yes_na_naija_we_dey
this is a country where
the poor suffer
the sins of the rich.
MY EXPERIENCE.
I left my precious
sleep, went to jamb
office by 5:30am to
see if i can help
my kid sis. I tried to
write my name on a piece
of paper when i realized


that i was the No. 267
just to get an E-pin
Hmmm! Me with my
money nawaooo!
I endure thinking
that was the end but
a security came out from
the banks telling us
"yesterday there was
a number that was taken
so that's what they will
base on which is upto 400
pupils"
this is just the step 1.
JAMB, JAMB, JAMB
Let my people go to
school.

Wednesday, 22 March 2017

UNIJOS WHY ME?


I'm no more a fan 
of unijos for how it 
badly affected me... 
I wonder does unijos
carries a realm that
changes men,
Yes cause i testify
how it dubiously
breakdown my able
relationship with
the people of old.
Mr unijos why me?
You stole my
girl friend away,
you made her to
strip beyond her
limit, she walk like
She own the whole
world, She cat-walk
just to show her
standard, she rankle
her ID round her neck
at home, in an event,
always when cooking...
Hmm!
Who are you Mr unijos?
You are JUST an
institution where
only the wise makes
good use of the real
time and achieve their
desire.
Focus on your part while
i focus on mine or else i
show you the real me...
#Unijos_AKA_40K
I thought you were done,
without minding the you
had a plan to force my
folks to pay what i called
extra-Vaganser, i can't 

comprehend what you
are trying to do, after
snatching my girl now
making my only folks
to go broke just to source
unbudgeted money in
order to pay you....
There is God ooo

Friday, 17 March 2017

Mr poet


I am an actor of poetry, 
thought stunts my growth;
I clip each hair namelessly, 
trusting every moment
And discolour my scalp under 
the whispering Sun
That seems to melt, though not 
to ‘awake' or ‘please';
The white cremations sow the 
embryo unto all the states
Of ignorance, where electrical 

hordes bustle independently;
And malignant sparks of fat, filth 

ridden bouts of people idly dote,
Swarming like hollow profligates 


to watch in revelry, nothing but themselves
And I bellow my fortunes on the stage!
(When fear collects it's beneficiaries)
And my friend's eyes arch over me in submissive discern;
He must be unnerved by the fair hair growing on my chin.

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