MAN IN SPACE

I totally did this for you
No for myself
I am a man,in my own space
I question decisions and steps
Within me a space is created
Like of lebanon gallon
Five years a slave
I make no mistake
I speak light like furnace 
Seconds with a tone counts every minute
Disguised  by burning mouth
I asked them to look down and work
He asked us to look up and preach
We chase after the black linen
He chase after the white horse breed
A times I wonder if am the space
But I realised he is the MAN IN SPACE.

Secondary fantacy. . .

"LIPSFEEL" by D'Ola

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I have a feeling on my lips
Like an oil greasing through
Each half wanting entrance
Beyond the surface

Like your fingers pacing through
The slopes of pleasure
Wrapped with a cardigan of saliva

YOU + ME = US? by D'Ola

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You, me! Us
The trilogy of events
happening so fast

The trolein
of ethnic encumbrance,
The relativeness of idiocy...
The virtue of ignorance,
all perching on the head of the "wise".

'I AM MANY THINGS' by D'Ola

I am the breeze that rushes down the throat
As helplessness competes for breathe
I am the wind that ruffles the bush
As anguish takes to finding solace

I am the blood of the innocent
I am the life stuffed into death!
I am the maize turned into sorrowful flakes
I am the cries of the poor!




I am the ineptitude of governance
I am the betrayal of sense
I am the fear of "Boko"
The "Haram" in justice

I am the spirit of Buni Yadi
I am the music to their pains
I am their susceptibility and their cane!
Wshhh! Wshhhh!! That's me whipping their asses!
No one to come to their aid, they are the masses!

I am the kidnapper of hope,
Of children, of future and Chibok!
I return them back less intact
I rip their sense of love apart

I am the teary eyes of joyless children
I am an orphanage of distressed kids
I am the millet turned into tasteless paste
I am the promises left to waste

I am the fear in Monguno
I am the tears of outraged parents
I am the synonym of appalling,
I am Baga, I am the joy boiling!

I am Shekau that makes people tremble,
I am the President far from goodluck!
I am a murderer with fame,
I am powerful no one can tame!

I am the voice crying without tears!
I am the eyes wailing without strength!
I am here pleading on my knees
Bring me justice and give me peace!

#Bringbackourgirlsis1yearold #shekauheadiswhatweplead
#saysomethingaboutthis
#maytheyreturnbackinpiece

D'Ola

MUSE by D'Ola

Find me a muse
help me cut me loose
Find me a truce
this fight is beyond my rule

I am the house
I am the mouse
At times, I litter the room
lesser times I clean without broom

GOING TO VEGAS

Who is perfect where is perfect
Why work so hard and give up so much
Every moment has its own battle
It all depends on the gun you choose
Life is beautiful black are its inhabitants
We do it twice today we get it right tomorrow


We work,BABOON DEY CHOP
We live our life as if we have an extra match box
They say they are different but still a guy
We lock the coke dream in d cork of a bottle
They decided no one can take decisions for them
What happens when you go to bed and you realise you are no one.

IMAGINED I COMMIT SUICIDE!

Good evening ladies and gentlemen
Was entrenched in a foreign sight
Illumination of lite through my visions
Then he tapped me
An unforgettable illusion
Then I imagined I commit suicide
But why will I commit suicide
When I understand the concept of life
Then I thought,what will make me do so
In another thought am not better
than people that does it

And I continue to ponder
What will my parents say
What will my loved one do
What exactly will people think of me
Maybe some will be happy and some sad

But the greatest of all
Alas! My heavenly mentor
Turned his face away from me
And watched the black coal
Cast me into the lake
The lake was over joyous
There you go I just got one
And just incase you don't know
Am on a chair
just got him, am alive
I AM A WINNER

First for this year,want to make it special I hope it is. . .