Keep dreaming,
keep imagining,
keep seeking,
keep giving,
keep trying,
keep praying,
keep knocking,
keep asking,
keep walking,
keep talking,
keep writing,
keep smiling,
keep listening,
keep looking,
keep believing,
keep reading,
keep learning,
keep growing,
keep hearing,
keep understanding,
keep trusting,
keep anticipating,
keep expecting,
keep watching,
keep seeing,
keep looking,
keep doing,
keep flowing,
keep shining,
keep running,
keep jogging,
keep playing,
keep kicking,
keep punching,
keep dancing,
keep singing,
keep shouting,
keep fasting,
keep moving,
keep driving,
keep riding,
keep fighting,
keep rehearsing,
keep producing,
keep loving,
keep caring
and keep keeping on.
Cos soon, everyone will see d glory,
but very few will know d story behind d glory.
Friday, January 6, 2012
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
NOT MY IDEA
This poem is not my idea,
after all Islamic banking was not a certain governor's idea,
neither is a 6years single term agenda for elected rulers the Number one man's idea.
I come with a message of hope for u today,
worry not about fuel subsidy, or unemployment,
and fear not the boko haram or boko malu,
just eat cassava bread, it will solve all your problems.
But if u eat it, and all the problem have not disappeared,
please accuse me not of falsehood,
advertising cassava bread was not my idea,
I got it from the chief chef of the federation.
They say they will spend close to a billion on security,
yet they also say we should be prepared to live with the burden of destruction and insecurity.
People are shouting, and asking why such insensitivity?
But we fail to realize that protecting us was not their idea of security.
Boko Haram was busy bombing churches on Christmas day
and a certain man we are supposed to trust with our lives was dancing away,
and people are accusing him of being insensitive,
well, I don't blame him, after all, him becoming a ruler, was not his idea.
Fuel is now gold,
and owning a car is fast becoming a luxury,
yet they say removal of fuel subsidy is for our benefit,
and that it will lead to development.
But we have heard that story before,
and have come to know that doing things for the citizen's benefit, is never their idea.
There is unemployment and poverty in the land,
good roads are now a mirage,
and its abnormal to have regular electricity,
and to top it all, removal of subsidy increased the already high cost of living.
yet our so called leaders are busy lining their pockets with public funds,
claiming its for our collective good.
Well, I don't blame them,
after all, we voted them there,
and they are showing us that serving us is not their idea of leadership.
We should not continue to look and hope things will change,
we have to initiate the change,
for the elected ones are clueless, greedy, selfish and unwilling to help us,
and it's said, Heaven help those who help themselves.
This is all I have to say,
I will leave the rest for another day,
but please note,
this poem is also not my idea.
by Olulu
2012 and beyond
after all Islamic banking was not a certain governor's idea,
neither is a 6years single term agenda for elected rulers the Number one man's idea.
I come with a message of hope for u today,
worry not about fuel subsidy, or unemployment,
and fear not the boko haram or boko malu,
just eat cassava bread, it will solve all your problems.
But if u eat it, and all the problem have not disappeared,
please accuse me not of falsehood,
advertising cassava bread was not my idea,
I got it from the chief chef of the federation.
They say they will spend close to a billion on security,
yet they also say we should be prepared to live with the burden of destruction and insecurity.
People are shouting, and asking why such insensitivity?
But we fail to realize that protecting us was not their idea of security.
Boko Haram was busy bombing churches on Christmas day
and a certain man we are supposed to trust with our lives was dancing away,
and people are accusing him of being insensitive,
well, I don't blame him, after all, him becoming a ruler, was not his idea.
Fuel is now gold,
and owning a car is fast becoming a luxury,
yet they say removal of fuel subsidy is for our benefit,
and that it will lead to development.
But we have heard that story before,
and have come to know that doing things for the citizen's benefit, is never their idea.
There is unemployment and poverty in the land,
good roads are now a mirage,
and its abnormal to have regular electricity,
and to top it all, removal of subsidy increased the already high cost of living.
yet our so called leaders are busy lining their pockets with public funds,
claiming its for our collective good.
Well, I don't blame them,
after all, we voted them there,
and they are showing us that serving us is not their idea of leadership.
We should not continue to look and hope things will change,
we have to initiate the change,
for the elected ones are clueless, greedy, selfish and unwilling to help us,
and it's said, Heaven help those who help themselves.
This is all I have to say,
I will leave the rest for another day,
but please note,
this poem is also not my idea.
by Olulu
2012 and beyond
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Diversity and Inclusion (a Spoken Word poem)
Being different is as old as evolution,
for we are all people of varied origin and situation.
But diversity is never a basis for partiality,
for there can be uniformity in diversity.
Thus difference need not lead into confusion
but should guarantee and encourage co-operation.
especially in this world class organization,
that has no discrimination.
all we need is one love,
one love that fits our hearts like a glove.
They say what a man can do a woman can do it better.
But I wonder,
if a man has already done it, what is left for the woman to do?
However, it is hard to imagine a workplace without women,
for if men like the computer hardware,
then the women will be the software,
and the fact is, the hardware can’t function without the software.
Cos like the saying goes,
it takes two to make it work, and I can’t, if you won’t.
all we need is one love,
one love that fits our hearts like a glove.
Being of different race,
working in the same place,
only sets d pace
to raise the stakes,
and top the game.
In our differences lie our capabilities,
and our varied talents increase our abilities.
Creating healthy competition,
and developing wealthy association.
all we need is one love,
one love that fits our hearts like a glove.
Whether we are black and proud
or white and exceptional,
there is no reason to be dysfunctional,
Co-operation brings synergy,
and boosts the organization’s energy.
Ensuring we all stay happy and motivated
and grow old, satisfied and fulfilled.
all we need is one love,
one love that fits our hearts like a glove.
by
Olulu
2011 and beyond
for we are all people of varied origin and situation.
But diversity is never a basis for partiality,
for there can be uniformity in diversity.
Thus difference need not lead into confusion
but should guarantee and encourage co-operation.
especially in this world class organization,
that has no discrimination.
all we need is one love,
one love that fits our hearts like a glove.
They say what a man can do a woman can do it better.
But I wonder,
if a man has already done it, what is left for the woman to do?
However, it is hard to imagine a workplace without women,
for if men like the computer hardware,
then the women will be the software,
and the fact is, the hardware can’t function without the software.
Cos like the saying goes,
it takes two to make it work, and I can’t, if you won’t.
all we need is one love,
one love that fits our hearts like a glove.
Being of different race,
working in the same place,
only sets d pace
to raise the stakes,
and top the game.
In our differences lie our capabilities,
and our varied talents increase our abilities.
Creating healthy competition,
and developing wealthy association.
all we need is one love,
one love that fits our hearts like a glove.
Whether we are black and proud
or white and exceptional,
there is no reason to be dysfunctional,
Co-operation brings synergy,
and boosts the organization’s energy.
Ensuring we all stay happy and motivated
and grow old, satisfied and fulfilled.
all we need is one love,
one love that fits our hearts like a glove.
by
Olulu
2011 and beyond
Do you remember the time??? (a Spoken Word Poem)
Let me ask u,
do u remember the time?
when the Liberian girl changed our world,
and we wanted to scream,
I love u, Liberian girl.
But just so u know, as per the Liberian girl,
well, the girl is mine.
Tonite,
I can see it in your eyes,
that u wanna be starting something,
so don't stop till u get enough.
U can act all dangerous,
or be a dirty Diana.
But before u start asking, who's bad?
well, u should know, I'm bad.
And I wanna rock with you,
cos u rocked my world and u know u did,
and everything I won, I give,
and it doesn’t really matter if u are black or white.
I want tonite to be a thriller…… a thriller night,
whether there is blood on the dance floor,
or blood on the knife,
it ain’t too much for me to jam,
and just beat it,
and shout,
billie jean is not my lover,
she is just a girl who claims I am the one,
but the kid is not my son,
after all, its human nature.
I wish I can tell u to hold my hand and we sing the earth song together,
I wish I could tell u, u are not alone, I am here with you,
but all I wanna say is that, they don't really care about us.
So I’m starting with the man in the mirror, I’m asking him to change his ways,
So we can heal the world,
and make it a better place,
for u and for me and the entire human race.
So tonight,
even if its just for tonight,
we are going Hollywood tonite.
by
Olulu
2011 and beyond…….!!!
do u remember the time?
when the Liberian girl changed our world,
and we wanted to scream,
I love u, Liberian girl.
But just so u know, as per the Liberian girl,
well, the girl is mine.
Tonite,
I can see it in your eyes,
that u wanna be starting something,
so don't stop till u get enough.
U can act all dangerous,
or be a dirty Diana.
But before u start asking, who's bad?
well, u should know, I'm bad.
And I wanna rock with you,
cos u rocked my world and u know u did,
and everything I won, I give,
and it doesn’t really matter if u are black or white.
I want tonite to be a thriller…… a thriller night,
whether there is blood on the dance floor,
or blood on the knife,
it ain’t too much for me to jam,
and just beat it,
and shout,
billie jean is not my lover,
she is just a girl who claims I am the one,
but the kid is not my son,
after all, its human nature.
I wish I can tell u to hold my hand and we sing the earth song together,
I wish I could tell u, u are not alone, I am here with you,
but all I wanna say is that, they don't really care about us.
So I’m starting with the man in the mirror, I’m asking him to change his ways,
So we can heal the world,
and make it a better place,
for u and for me and the entire human race.
So tonight,
even if its just for tonight,
we are going Hollywood tonite.
by
Olulu
2011 and beyond…….!!!
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Do u believe in this nation?
Do u believe in this nation?
Full of Desperate Political ambition
Constantly engaged in Result falsification
and data manipulation
Do u believe in this nation?
Where we the citizens lack protection.
And constantly face police brutality and extortion
Do u believe in this nation?
That has so great a population,
Yet lack positive cooperation.
Got money as a major attraction
And 419 as a recognized profession
Do u believe in this nation?
Always in a state of chaos and confusion,
And tilting towards self destruction.
Well,
I believe in this nation
Cos apart from being great in proportion,
We have people with positive perception,
Blessed with wits and good intuition
and always willing to deliver with excellent distinction.
I believe in this nation,
Though we face trials and tribulations,
Constant tribal and religious persecution,
We still striving to reach high dimensions
And making the best of every situations
I believe in this nation
Even though we yet to get the right combination
We still have people with good intentions
Putting in little positive contribution
By using our mental creative invention
I believe in this nation
Though yet to get the right success concoction
We still striving and moving to the right direction
So, do u believe in this nation?
Yes, I believe in this nation.
Full of Desperate Political ambition
Constantly engaged in Result falsification
and data manipulation
Do u believe in this nation?
Where we the citizens lack protection.
And constantly face police brutality and extortion
Do u believe in this nation?
That has so great a population,
Yet lack positive cooperation.
Got money as a major attraction
And 419 as a recognized profession
Do u believe in this nation?
Always in a state of chaos and confusion,
And tilting towards self destruction.
Well,
I believe in this nation
Cos apart from being great in proportion,
We have people with positive perception,
Blessed with wits and good intuition
and always willing to deliver with excellent distinction.
I believe in this nation,
Though we face trials and tribulations,
Constant tribal and religious persecution,
We still striving to reach high dimensions
And making the best of every situations
I believe in this nation
Even though we yet to get the right combination
We still have people with good intentions
Putting in little positive contribution
By using our mental creative invention
I believe in this nation
Though yet to get the right success concoction
We still striving and moving to the right direction
So, do u believe in this nation?
Yes, I believe in this nation.
Naija got swagger
My name na Olulu
And I no be zulu
Am a true omo naija
That does not smoke ganja.
I no dey try play people for maga,
Yet I still got lot of swagger.
What’s there to be proud of in this nation?
After all we seems to be sinking into a state of depression
Things keep getting complicated,
And important people are the ones being implicated,
Maybe we should all do Andrew and check out,
Or beg Osama bin laden to knock us all out.
Well, We might not be making proper use of the oil money,
Since so very few are the ones enjoying the honey.
But then we have learnt to use our brains,
And things are not all going down the drain,
We now getting known for music and comedy,
Which is serving as our remedy.
Everyday new talents keeping popping up,
And our rep goes a notch up.
We don dey ginger our swagger,
And soon we go become the master.
Even though I no fit use naija do wife,
But I be naija4life.
And I no be zulu
Am a true omo naija
That does not smoke ganja.
I no dey try play people for maga,
Yet I still got lot of swagger.
What’s there to be proud of in this nation?
After all we seems to be sinking into a state of depression
Things keep getting complicated,
And important people are the ones being implicated,
Maybe we should all do Andrew and check out,
Or beg Osama bin laden to knock us all out.
Well, We might not be making proper use of the oil money,
Since so very few are the ones enjoying the honey.
But then we have learnt to use our brains,
And things are not all going down the drain,
We now getting known for music and comedy,
Which is serving as our remedy.
Everyday new talents keeping popping up,
And our rep goes a notch up.
We don dey ginger our swagger,
And soon we go become the master.
Even though I no fit use naija do wife,
But I be naija4life.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Free Styling part 1
My name no be ikechukwu,
I no b the koko master,
But I can tell u the koko.
That is if u no ask why me,
Else u must make d booty call
Na just one “P” I get , I no get P square,
And u know my P
so if u are ifunnaya,
that u can do me,
And even wind am well,
Then I can b loving u everyday,
Thereby making u my tattoo girl.
Cos what I feel for u is true love.
I ain’t 2 short,
Neither do I have tu-face
Am a man with a black face,
But no look at my faze alone,
Cos it’s a hard life wey we dey live for naija,
So I turn to rugged man,
Every body come dey hail me as ruggedy baba,
thugh I no 9ice,
but everywhere I dey gongo aso.
All we need is one love,
Cos 4 instance,
If one sweet babe dey give me malaria,
Making me heart go kpo kpo di kpo kpo,
And my body dey go jigi jigi pam pam,
I go just dey kolomental.
With my little money
I still dey sip easy,
cos I have got plenty of styl-plus,
even though I ain’t six foot plus,
but imagine that,
everybody dey call me timaya,
I go just dey tell them say dem mama
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