ole kuyioni josphat

Dear native village, hail the seat of mirth,
Joy of my youth, and witness of my birth;
Loveliest village of the plain,
Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain,
...

The One I Want is;
One with a dream
A dream so big that it can take over the world
A dream big enough for what is to come
...

You selfishly tookthe widow’sland.
No one bothered to raise their voice nor protested,
thata honest Man’s widow was being treated so dirty
The locals did not bother to support her though she resisted.
...

a cathedral in my soul whose architect is God himself
you are a branch in the sky in which i peg my life
do you believe in love at first site? ?
i do, ,
...

Brother, so you call me
when your hands are red with blood
whiskers resembles those of vampires, ,
in the dark silent of the night
...

Dear mama,
you wont believe what am going through
but i got my head up just like i promised you,

every situation your boy has been dealing with what am i supposed to do.
...

In pursuit of ambitions and goals
I traveled and traveled all across our abode
led by the little star
the star I was advised to follow by daughters of the land
...

inexhaustible as heavens and earth
unending as the flow of rivers
like the sun and the moon they end but begin anew
like the four seasons they pass away to return once more
...

Nine Months ago,
I stumbled into you
thinking it is the beginning of happiness
So vivid are the memories
...

As the night folds its tent like an Arab,
the smiling rays of the sun,
steal the darkness away.
to reveal the clear unblemished skies
...