Ara mbe

2011 was an eventful year,
A year of so many hopings, A year of many dreams, A year of many ambitions. But most of all, a year that saw so many of the hopes dreams and ambitions floated and even though we cant see the impact yet.
I can definitely say, the Lord as helped me thus far.
Alihamdulilahi

Sanity Check

I am Pressing up the Upward way

New Heights I am gaining Everyday
...
Lord lead me up the mountain side

I dare not climb without Guide.

And yet again as I play this "merixed" hymn in my head, I found my pen in the midst of the confusion.

Everybody be asking, Ayobami are you mad?, and probably I am, but as an incurable optimist , I would always look for something good in a messed up situation; and as a self proclaimed realist, I know that shit happens, so you either use tissue or "tamba" with water, whichever you choose Biko, move on to the next one(or Toilet as u please).

Yeah, I can see everything nd indeed evrybody around me turning around, but climbing this mountain no be small thing o but Jah be praised coz I'm not climbing alone. At that akward moment when you discover all you have is a bank account full of Hope, Pleanty 'Ghana must go' s of Faith in His Supremacy. At that point in time u notice say u dey ride on Tsunami waves nd somehow u no dey drown, when u wake up inside that furnace nd u wonder why ur "Tailor Lauren" Shirt is still crisp, why instead of been consumed, you came out shining.

Ok, lets make that switch back to reality(* pinching myself), How sane am I to believe that out of the 7Billion people on earth today, he cares that much abt me, That he could be interested in that unimportant part of my Life. Nah, its not only the gods that are crazy, I think I'm losing it, No one man should be this enthusiastic, Life is to complicated to have a simple answer.

Well perhaps it's true, but this craze man got a simple answer from Jer 1:5 :

Your Faith makes you whole

Mehn, it's been ages I came to the zones o....would you blame me? Please don't
Work has been crazy, i mean mad and when we are not really busy we still find it convenient to form activity.. smh 4 myself.

The main rationale for writing this letter to you is to erm...lol( tryna rmbr d way we do in High sch), I saw this stuff by Mark Twain nd it got me thinking
"Depend on the rabbit's foot if you will, but remember: it didn't work for the rabbit"

whateva you believe in is what I actually works for you. On the contrary even if you beleive you can fly u beta mk sure you wings takes care of gravity.

I really need to get back to work nw sha,...Catchao

Through my eyes

The future through my eyes I see,
I am no seer, yet in this darkness I see,
A bright Light at the end of the tunnel, I see
Unsure if the bulbs are powered by generators or PHCN.

No Corruption in this future I see,
Still unsure who made this happen, ICPC or EFCC?
A working transport system, I see
If its BRT, Ferry, rail or Air, I cant say
But no more abandoned roads by RCC or LCC.



Security of Lives and Properties, I see
My visions r clouded, is dis the Police or OPC?
Well Equiped, First Class Health Facilities,
Gone are the days when, all ailments are treated with Vit. C.



No more uprising by NigerDeltans, Boko Haram or Bakassi,
In this future, One NIGERIA is all I see.
Access to Credit facilities in our banking industry
Who was our savior, maybe Lamido Sanusi?

The Lamentations of BamBam

this darn dynamics is killin me
is it ironic that we get high when our spirit's are low,
we zoom in, in our rangerovers and leave with hangovers
grey hair sproutin in the midst of my black hair,
my young neck carrying a cranium fit only for elders,

I'll get out surely, but the question is WHEN?
The inner strenght in me is surprising even to me,
the tenacity with which we weather the storm,
only proves the existence of a more powerful force,
a force so powerful, He controls the affairs of men.

knim,shutting off 4rm the problems of life in d nyt.
only to be woken up by fresh challenges in the day,
somehow, we take the leap of faith into oblivion,
and before you know it, anoda day is ova.
and the cycle of overcoming the unkown continues.

They say no pain, no gain
but i am sure there is an elastic limit,
coz the slain can't gain from their pain
Where is the reward of the diligent?
until i get the answer, heaven can u pls gimmie a hug!

Survival Instincts

The annoying sound that was meant to wake me actually turned to a lullaby, the alarm lost its functionality. The man was tired, Phew...she na lyk dis we go dey dey?.

Man pikin must to survive under any circumstances, na im make me sleep by 4.00 a.m. and expect to wake by 6:00 to prepare for the day's work. Omo man proposes, GOD Implements( abi).

The 6:00 wey i suppose wake turn 7:30 wey i suppose don turn dey office, *yam pepper scatter scatter*.

See acrobatics as I scampered off my bed and hopped it in to the shower, nd before you could say Jack Ro..., i don dey wear socks.

na daily bread cause am.

let's go d next level jor...meet me @ d top fifu

Tit for Tat

To INEC I doff my hat,
What used to be a cat race,
is now structured and Smart,
The new dawn in Nigeria warms my Heart.

My one vote, that's all I got,
but Jega made my widow's mite mean a lot,
We used to know our leaders before the election even starts
but now we the electorates determine that.

We were blindfolded, groping in the dark like bats,
Smelly and dirty  coz there was no water to bath,
(smh) A govt of people been managed by a cartel,
they drained us and on our sweat they fed fat.

Daddy I want this, honey just add it to the cart,
Even if you want the store,you know I can get you that,
The taxpayers money back home would settle dis part
You know my jumbo salary must still remain intact.

In their manifestos, all i hear is chit chat,
I would do this and definitely that,
but now election debates baptized them with fiery darts,
Either do as you promised or face our wrath.

Please wipe your paws on the doormat,
The rug is arabian, it costs a fortune at walmart
What About Us?, what are we getting at this political mart
Enough is Enough, we are tired of smelling your fart