Babajide Aina

Tell all mothers it shall be well with them
Tell them God notice their labor
Remind them it is a sacrifice
This sacrifice as make king and queen out of the ordinary
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one birth
one life
one life one road
one road one destiny
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Like a breeze through the window
A flame in the fire
It comes unknown and share
Abroad in my heart
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As I look my entire life am too indebted to the one and only
The more I strive to offset my debts, the more I incur more
In pretense that nothing, the more he pays my other creditors
As I say how much is the interest the more he shows no agreement
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In our land, no surprise, only to the outsiders
Although we don't know what to belief again
May be our patriarch story of honesty pays
Or of the leaders of our time whose successes can only be celebrated in our village
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Who created her?
A strange woman
Thorn in his flesh
Loud and stubborn
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Virginity is a seal
Not a modern seal
The seal is sacred
Seal of ownership and freshness
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Its architects and builder are on this side
The man to the great beyond lives in it
All value for beauty
Dead march to the grave, epitaph a remember
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Who do you know
even to be at the funeral?
where the breath has separated the mortal garment.
in which the giant is on the floor
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OTHER SIDE OF LOVE
Do not say I love you
Not until you are on the other side
Where pain and pleasure are not the same
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Children blame not
For your parent training
For the ladder of life
Has proved them worthy
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Life is a journey
Divided into episode
When read it may be as
Friction or fact
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They live among us
Pretending to be part of us
Though nurture in our compound
We thought we are together
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Refugee is not a name like Paul or peter
Which stand for baptismal name?
Passion flow when I remember my cradle
Place of birth the root of man
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As I sit in my house on a weekend morning
A thought fills my heart
"There is no past of a Nation without blood
And there is no blood without God
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As I looked into the thickness of time
And the activities under the sun
The pleasure that creates forgetfulness
And the misery of sorrow that reminds of displeasure
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Am in love with different class
Class has demarcated us
Happiness has no class
As love is not bias with class
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The space is too narrow for all of us
Only the kings of kings have their palaces full of largesse
The cry in the street does not deprived waste in the palace
Slots at the top is not citizenship proof neither meritocracy call
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It is the poor against the rich
The sun that set late in the evening
Can only be imagined on the rich life style
Only the poor sees what the rich does
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I imagined the best of love in the dream
But today life shift as l ponder who have l loved and who have loved me
If l do not understand the feeling of those who love me
But l do for those l love
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