Tag Archive | Rhymes

Obesity of Thoughts

All dressed up, bottom box

frills, thrills and booyahs!

No party though to go;

But appearances, keep thee up.

Your thoughts are fat,

my understanding, thin.

Grandiose ideas thou have,

manifestly minuscule in truth.

Great mansions you promised,

but no land is in sight, anywhere!

Ghosts of the past, they are here,

awoken from fitful slumbers.

You feign wealth when all there’s

to see are books, well-cooked …

Still, you swagger along,

charming pants off people.

You Vagrant!

Appetites aflame,

Fingers a-wandering,

Cookie jars a-running!

Tired am I of your

jug of jarring juxtapositions.

cold, nay hot; heated yet wintry,

in an endless rigmarole.

Successfully, you’ve made

virtue and vice mingle together;

at home with sin and penitence,

surefooted in the art of double speak.

Are you not spent,

is your power not sapped?

How many seasons must we endure?

Thou purveyor of inconsistencies?

©️ Adewale Adeniji. November 2019.

Happy Independence Day, Nigerians!

I have hope …

Hope for a better Naija;

where peace and

justice reign, above all else.

I have faith in

a place called home

for multiple ethnic

and religious groupings.

I can see from Kaura Namoda

to the creeks of Bayelsa

new cities and work places

built, fit for these 21st century.

I trust for a place of

technological advancement,

where talent trumps

when brain power matter.

I see a land of promise

For all irrespective of

creed, culture and calling.

What you see, you get!

© 1st October 2017. Adewale Adeniji.

Sudoku

Body parts…

Strewn everywhere.
Wheels and spanners…

Littered all around.
Oil, all lubricants…

Stains everywhere.
The more you see …

The more is hidden.
Valleys swallow mountains…

Yet caves left all over!
Knee jerk reactions…

Everyone has an idea, none concrete!
What am I saying?

Dig Deep. I’m Cryptic!
© 19th December 2017. Adewale Adeniji

What Goes Round ….

That chief, fortunate bagger, he be.

Ligali marries two women at once!

Alas, he neither of them loves … but

the King has decreed it, coloured as ‘favour’.

She whom he truly adores, his eleyinjuege*

this aponbepore* for who, day and night, he pines, 

Another’s love captive be!

Who says life cannot a shrew be?

Recompense for his progenitor’s sin.

Tale told of his grand daddy, a chieftain

who for power sake, two women slay,

on the road to the market place;

frenzied to show his might as Balogun*.

Got away with murder, he did, but the women’s kin, 

Aworo, the diviner, noted for vengeance, 

swore Balogun’s generations will love in vain!

Who says life’s not Karma? Two generations 

hence, Kigali, Abese Oba*, dogs

the Oba’s every movement, even as

Royalty visits his harem, where he swoons

on the favours of she who Abese adores.

Of a truth, Abese must egg the Oba on:

“Well done sire, grind harder!”

What goes round does come round.

Glossary:
* eleyinjuege – Beautiful doe eyes

* aponbepore – Light complexioned beauty

* Balogun – Head of King’s Army

* Abese Oba – Chief that accompanies the King on all missions
© 26th September 2016. Adewale Adeniji.