Throw me a brick,
and I will catch a pellet,
throw me a mountain,
and I will catch a stone,
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I've done and should have done,
reminisce and regret,
turn the past around,
see the future past,
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Ìjì njà lóko,
ará ilé takété,
ejò nrìn lórùlé,
báálé ilé nsùn fanfan,
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Hollow,
tide of the world has swept to me,
washing my thoughts, washing my mind.
This barage of opinion is vexatious,
...
Despair not Truth,
your assailants be many,
their tactics be crude,
effective as death,
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Whether in the rough Kijipa
or rather appareled of blazing red Alaari,
wombiliki is still a human,
a mere mortal; given to all basic Id.
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I got laid in Lagos,
Me, the yeo-layman looking,
looking,
looking lost with lust in my luscious eyes,
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Play the rhythm of the night,
Let the eerie darkness engolf you,
In the embrace of share nothingness,
Share the moving stillness in the hum of silence.
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Morenikeji,
Ruby petals under the golden sun,
The boabab that gets better by the ages,
Rhythm of the flower whistled song.
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I've spent my youth asking questions,
seeking answers from less convinced persons,
Awon Oloju kan tin joba ilu afoju,
If the foundation is faulty, what can the righteous do.
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