Sunday, 15 May 2011

DADDY’S HORSE

My Grandpa once told me a story that long time ago, a very wealthy man called his son that he would like to send him on an errand to a neighboring kingdom. The kingdom was about three day’s journey from their kingdom. The child agrees to go on the journey the next day. Early in the morning the next day, the son went to the stables and pick one of his father’s horse and set to leave but the father ask one of his to stop him. He asked why and the father answered “return my horse and go on foot”. The boy returned the horse and left on foot.
The boy went for six days and did not return. On seventh day, the boy came back injured, dirty and very tired. The asked him “why are you late, you are suppose to be back since four days ago?. The said “father can’t you see me? Can’t you see how wounded and dirty I am? The father answered “Yes I can see you, why are you late? The boy answered almost in tears “If you have allowed me to take one of your horses, I would have had a smooth and save journey and would be home earlier.” The father then said “If I have allowed you to take somebody else’s horse you would have a smooth journey but will never think of buying your own” but father it’s your horse and not somebody else’s” the boy exclaimed. “Yes, it’s my horse but not yours the” father said calmly. “If I had being on my father’s horses I would not have think of buying mine and you would not have any to take” he concluded.
The boy left the father presence unhappy but with a determination that he would never set on another journey until he was able to buy his own horse and he never did. Listening to the story, I realized that success and achievement in life is not born out of ready-made satisfaction but out of burning desire and great want and achievers are never those that have everything they needed but those that make the best out of the worst.  

LIKE THE ELDERS SAYS……..


Success in life is not a magical induction but a product of practical experimentation of great ideas with inspirational aims and objectives, excellent material and methods, exceptional procedures, wonderful observation and logical conclusion.”
 ­- Olayinka Oladipo  

Tuesday, 10 May 2011

BETTER DAYS


Life is full a cruel and wicked bones
The world has become war zone
Humans are now scavengers of dead dreams
Smiling at others grieves
But I know there’re better days to come

My world has become a cave
As a prince I have lived like a slave
I have lived like I am alone
Even among those I call my own
But I know there’re better days to come

Even when those that loves me are helpless
And those that are helpful care less
Even when it seems God has forsaken my prayers
That my prayers seem not to be answered
I believe there’re better days to come

I keep my aspirations high
And keep my dreams alive
I pray to God
Keeping my hopes in my God
That there’re better days to come

I sit alone looking at the sky
But the stars seems not to get it right
But I know some day the morning will rise
And sun will shine in my eyes
And there will be better days in my life

Saturday, 7 May 2011

THE NIGERIAN YOUTH OF TODAY: A SICK GENERATION

THE NIGERIAN YOUTH OF TODAY: A SICK GENERATION
Youth life is the best, the rest of life is useless, once it is gone, it’s never coming back. A young mind, they say, is a wonderful mind. It is full of powerful kinetics strong enough to drive a nation to her greatest height and her deepest doom if wrongly directed. At young age, you lay foundation, set goals and achieve your dreams because you have a strong body, mind, soul and spirit to do it. The rest of your life, you spend trying to perfect your achievements and make up for your mistakes. I take a look at every male and female Nigerian between under the age of forty-five and my heart bleeds. Because to say we are bad is an understatement, to say we are not reasonable is not enough for we are sick.
Oh my God…….. Sorry I couldn’t hold back the tears. It is very painful and disturbing, realizing the fact the youth of today are leaders of tomorrow and the future we get is product of the today we build. To talk about the future is rather too far because our action today determines the present situation of our father land. You are not getting me, right? Take a look at the it from this perspective; the fashion, clothes, hairstyles that are in vogue twenty, thirty years ago are no longer there. Why? Is it because the people that did it are no more or does not like it anymore? No, it is because the youth of today no longer accept it. What is in vogue is what you and I accept. The status of a country is a direct product of the mind set up and action of that country. Thus, I weep for my dear mother land.
                          I wonder every day and night the kind of nation we are building when the outrageous, insatiable, uncontrollable desire of our youth for ‘glamour and glitters’ have become a cankerworm eating deep into our societal base and destroying our moral existence. Nigerian youths of today live in the fantasy of a regular cash flow and crazy glamour that they no longer know the differences between a good cash flow, riches and wealth. Neither do they know how to go about it. What a sick generation?
                          Twenty years ago in Nigeria, young graduates might want to take to crime due to inability to get a means of livelihood or unemployment but today many Nigerian youth have become full-blown criminals even before they have a credible certificate or try a means of livelihood.  Scammers, drug traffickers, petty thieves and armed robbers roam our street and they all want to blame it on two things; poverty and unemployment. Is it? I think not, because if it is, I wonder what level of poverty would make a seventeen year old secondary school leaver invest thirty thousand naira month on browsing the internet all in the name of scamming. And what unemployment are we talking about here? He is not even old enough to be gainfully employed.
                          Political thugery is now a popular means of survival among the youth. Some of these thugs will even proudly tell anyone that they are trying to build a successful political career. But, is there any politician in the world today that made to the top through political thugery?   I don’t think so because a natural born leader will not stay among the crowd. Some would say I don’t have a option, but I always tell them; you do, you are only making a wrong one.
                         Teenage pregnancy, teenage sexual molestation and child labour are but a popular topic round the world but I am not too sure of teenage prostitution------ That is in vogue in Nigeria. Or what do you want call a seventeen  years old Nigerian girl that will lay with sixty-five years old man all for money. I used to pity them because I believed it was born out of frustration and poverty. I was wrong because getting close to a good numbers of them I realized all they spend their earnings on are expensive jewelries, phones, and clothing they are not due for-----Greed.
                         People want o blame the wayward way of life of Nigerian youth on stars on television but I say it is the Nigerian youth that do not know what to learn. Jim Iyke spent weeks in the location perfecting his act as a wayward notorious cultist to teach Nigerian the effect of being one but Nigerian spent their precious time importing the act into their way of life. Is that Jim Iyke’s fault? Criminals, drug addicts,ex-cons turned rapper in the U.S are not sagging because they want anybody to emulate it but because they are used to it. This is an act reputable young Nigerians from good homes believe to be civilization.
                         I cannot but cry day and night thinking about it. I could not find the ‘why’ why Nigerian youth are like this. I pray every time to God for divine intervention. I could see nothing but a doom of a future when our generation becomes leaders or else something is done. Nigerian youth are sick, we need a cure! ! !     

Friday, 6 May 2011

ECSTASY

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You are so bold
Withstanding my strong hold
I can feel your predating grip
Making me go too deep
Is that not what you want?
Yes! It’s like a treasure hunt

It’s like a tussle
But that’s not the issue
I need to let my spirit out
Give me that great ouch!
Are you going to take me there?
Oh! We are already there

Now all I do is wrong
And I am speaking in tongue
I can say I’m the best
Because I feel my head up off the bed
Is this what it is?
Yes! A very good thrill

Now I all see is pleasure
Like I’m sitting on treasure
I am now panting
It’s like I’m finishing
Are we at the end?
Oh! I am losing my strength