Biography of Timothy Faboade
Timothy Faboade is an undergraduate at Obafemi Awolowo University, Ile-Ife. He studies English language and education. He attended St. Luke's Anglican Primary School and St. Patrick's Anglican Grammar School, both in Gbongan for his primary and secondary education respectively.
Faboade was born on 13th day of February,1993 into the Sooko Ruling House, Gbongan where he spent his childhood days.
He began his writing career while in the secondary school where he served as one of the senior prefects. He represented and won numerous prizes for his secondary school in different competitions.
He gained admissions to Obafemi Awolowo University, Ile-Ife in 2012. He is a journalist on OAU campus working under the Association of Campus Journalists (ACJ) . He has also reported for the INFOCUS News Agency af Faculty of Education, OAU.
He has written several articles for the Nigerian Tribune, a daily newspaper. Also, he is an experienced English and Literature teacher having taught in many secondary schools in Osun State, Nigeria.
Timothy Faboade Poems
WAR I Like worn-out clothes their bodies char Fires from the frightful suckling barrels Give them the glorious, gracious garlands
A Song Of Hope
A Song of Hope (composed when in despair) You will still get through
A Symbol Of Poverty
They shoulder all the world's woes, They are the symbols of pains, They reflect from their heads to toes, Suffering and penury in plain.
Tell The Suitors Of Tomorrow
Please, tell the suitors of tomorrow To consider her joy and sorrow Tell them loudly to let her cater for Herself just to avoid her flaw;
Between Lie And Truth
LIE: On this land, in this world, I remain an important part Though I manifest in word,
It roars like irked, wily waves On the flooded, bloody seas. It like a snail coming out of cave Walks with a great hot breeze.
On many a watery tongue From here through to there It's an arousing, rhythmic song Many ears see it as being fair.
I sleep and the treasures fall Out of vanity I search pleasure And in this I lose my all Without a plain measure.
Sonnet On Marriage
Sonnet on Marriage In the listless life of marriage Which cunningly attracts many
A Cry Of Placenta
A Cry of Placenta A Cry of Placenta
Anthem Written On War
They see their brothers' blood In the street flowing like Noah flood Cakes from the auto birds Make their story analysts' mirth
Between Life And Death
Tiny is the thread That links life and death A second there is Life A swift in Fate brings a knife
Lines Written In Early March
LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY MARCH A drop in the sea I may be A waft in the wind I may look
A Song Of Hope
A Song of Hope
(composed when in despair)
You will still get through
You have friends but few
Believe someone is for you
Even if the problem looks new
Your hopes remain like dew
Though the road is due