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. . .

THIS NIGHT

THIS NIGHT BY D'OLA


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Tis night has its name.
It also possess a flame!
Fire on, don't soft pedal
this moment is ours, together!

EXCHANGE OF PLIGHTS......

Photograph by D'Ola
Games Village 

Whispering trees of the affluent, 
harbouring creative witches!
making evil more evil,
Taunting more and more

Blistering anger of the nescient
courts potential danger
subbing the anus for the brain
greasing ignorance more and more

Celebrate by D'Ola

The beauty of the noon

Trails it's glory to you

CELEBRATE ~D'Ola~

BLOOD ON THEIR TRAIL!

We have in our hands
a situation of unbelief

Our elders have gone mad!
And there is no sign of relief

Bloody markers write our names in uppercase!
Who's next, whose turn is to cry!

JOURNEY

My Dear, 

 I hear
 There is no shortcut 
To your heart...

I'm willing 
To take the long road 
You have built 


But do this 
For my journey's sake

Let there be 
Warm hands of welcome 
When I arrive 
Joyful tears to refresh 
My hurt-stricken soul 
Soft heart to caress
 My lowly spirits 
To a love-high life

Before I resume 
My role as your heart-throb

Let there be 
A lighted room 
A pruned lawn 
A table of white sheets 
Beautifully made
A flowing pen 
A prepared place 
For me in your heart of hearts
I will do the rest...

Anyanya Bassey!  

FALLOW HEART

I found a heart left fallow
 
 In the land of hurt
 I did a little clearing 
And planted kind words
 But oh the words ne'er rooted 

Let's Pledge

I pledge allegiance
To this course!
In my heart is vengeance
Boiling till my blood will pause

Blood In Borno...by D'Ola

Blood in my hands,
the enemy has struck again!
Here in the East of Borno!
Vultures thrives and have made a niche

My house has been razed!
The smell is of cushion and flesh!
My property destroy'd,
my conscience pierced!

The turgidity of my mind!
now re-engineer'd towards revenge!

HE RAPES AGAIN!................by D"ola

Call that man a warrior?
He fights the vulnerable
He pins them down with his fist as armour

He shadows their movement,
acting with preciseness,
only to attack to their bemusement

He raped me, twice but once
the first with his seeming innocence
the second with his violence and lustful pounce!

I traded with him words as a Kindred
he ignored and persisted the more,
all he wanted was my cherry-red

The agony was much!
The thoughts alone killing,
I felt my life in flesh, and yet out of touch!

Arrest that rapist!
twice he has escaped the cops
he charms them and his arrest is kept on resist

Now, I suffer in pain
He sees me and act being in fame
Oh! fire of shame please rain!

Lest you repent, may footsteps of evil draw near you
daily in reality and in dreams
Just as death catches up with you

May the lives you have shattered
call for your gut
and your name be ecstatically battered

The sun shall smite you by day
even as cold torments you by night,
this minute, this day!


D'Ola

A QUEEN WITH KINGLY GLORIOLE by D'Ola

A QUEEN WITH KINGLY GLORIOLE by D'Ola

Thundery love
making sounds with joyful throbbings
into the heavens of parental desires
welcoming you on another soulful trip

A day is announced without an announcer,
the day carries the pleasure
of a caring God -faithful and graceful

Walking in the beauty of eternal compassion,
daubing the evils of the world with godly love
in a way charming evil doers to imbecility

Hail! the Queen,
affronting the contempt of daily struggles
making men wonder how heavenly talented one could be

Come, praise  God
enjoy and celebrate today
as it heralds the coming of You -a queen with a kingly gloriole

OF ELDERS, PENISES AND VIOLENCE......by D'Ola

OF ELDERS, PENISES AND VIOLENCE

Man-made problems unveiled yet again
in the stream of our once cultured society
where integrity isn’t fed to the unruly
Praises aren’t ferried to the corrupt

JEALOUSY..by D'Ola

JEALOUSY

The craze of jealousy

is sometimes the spice of life
On a normal day – it proves love
 but when canopied with distrust–you had better run
Else you might be driven barmy

GROWING LOVE

Grow, my young love, grow 
Let the wolves be buried in snow 
No worm or pests shall you ever fear 
For I am either here or near 
I toggle between rain and sun 
To mulch your world with all the fun 
I trundle between sun and rain 
Rains to wash away the pain