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 Errr.. testing microphone…is it on? ….. good good Ahem ahem Before thou proceedeth and readeth… before you continue with whatever I think I have here ,I have decided to leave a little warning. What you are about to read is probably the ramblings of a mad and immature man. I had no decent title hence that nonsense up there ----_----------------------------------------------------------- As I turned away from my phone I couldn’t help the thoughts that besieged my recovering mind. I had just seen one of the most anticipated epsiodes of Jujustu Kaisen. This episode basically chronicled the beginning of the conflict between the two main characters or better put contrary forces. Across literature and life we are used to this:generation of conflict by putting one against another. It would be easy to refer to one side as Good and the other as Evil. The good is usually burdened with the safety and lives of the helpless whilst ‘Evil’ disregards everything in his pursuit of his goals. These ...

  Sammy J. Stark joins the Elite group of artistes who have lended their craft to telling the truth about the state of the Nation. He began professionally singing in 2017, with the release of Overcomers, he however claims to have being singing all his life. He doesn't do this one alone he gets help from Realzy and his producer John P, who did a brilliant job on this track. Of course the artwork gives an inkling of what is to come. One of the many great pictures taken from Lekki Toll gate. The unsuspecting crowd unaware of the danger about to befall them and the bloodbath that would ensue hours after this picture was taken. Let's dive Right in. The intro begins with an internal battle. The speaker is torn between going home and staying out because "home no longer feel alright". He also understands however that to see the light he has to fight. Realzy verse: He saunters in with the everyday experience of Nigerians, keep in mind we had just witnessed the most heartless a...

Hey,  welcome and happy new month. Get comfy once you find your seats. I spent the last few days on You-tube watching the great Micheal Jordan and his greatness witnessed by all in his time.  His iconic sixth championship title was called the last dance and coupled with my recent discovering of my roots... I couldn't help myself...  And the show begins..... ----------------------------------------------- The stampeding feet disturbs the Earth Dust erupts in response to the thronging feet. Dancing to the sole's beat The duet led by thumping gangan. It's voice leading choruses of him. Of he whose fathers trod this same path Arrowheads from the ancestral quivers Striking down those who dared to stand. Necks adorned with the dancing tiger's teeth. Loins girded by swaying shells of the ancient. Of he whose feet are led by the drums Each step dictated by Adolfic thumps The unstable shells roaring at each hip's sway. Hips ever ...

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Well before taking your seats, wash your hands now....done? Thank you, that's your seat with your name on it. Another day of social distancing, locked indoors like a prisoner 😭😭😭. The dread of the torrents of tests that will surely come seem greater than the fear of this virus right now. On with the show. --------------------------------------------------------------- Let it be written,archived and recorded in litera. The tales of a grim and grief filled glorious era. A coalition of doom- I and death. By his side, i wreaked on earth. I alone punished earth unfaithfulness I ceased her rotation and revolving My plenteous arms freezed the hands of time. Her seed held captive in my horrid fullness. At my name even the great seven were seen cowering. They that stood fell to ignominy. My time however cometh, doom encroaches my reign. And i will eventually be brought down, but On my tombstones,let it be written Let it be boldly engraved for all eternity "During his reign, ...

Welcome, Thanks for clicking. There's  your seat, feel comfortable. The energies that have been flowing around me caused this- shout out to the Weavers Unilag. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The bull draws back not in fear He does so to gather momentum Not this misguided Adult spawn Body of beasts, heart of the chicken Stuck in constant dialogue with his feet Poised to flee at the slightest ding The brown-stained children run around screaming             "KO JO BABA" Virtuous, priceless, willed Pillars of homes, steadfast and determined Long lost only remembered  as  fluorescent myths This same misguided adult seed, lost at sea to the throes of passion. Guided by the foreign torrents, Beaten to subjection by peer will. Alien winds, her desired companion The brown-stained children holler      "KO JO MAMA" Clothed in Faux dignity, Tongues led by otherworldly credos. Ostracized from lov...