A rolling stone gathers no moss, this is me oiling the wheels of progress. This is my memoir, my everyday toils, triumphs, falls and daily attempt at fueling the enthusiasm. it is not a small something!
Monday, September 5, 2011
Your Faith makes you whole
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
Thursday, June 23, 2011
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?
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
The Lamentations of BamBam
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!
Monday, May 9, 2011
Survival Instincts
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Tit for Tat
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
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Life in Series
I know I have some TRUE BLOODs, whr r my guys @?, I am tired of folks LIEing TO ME, HOW exactly did you MEET their MOTHER, was it by the TREE on d HILL, or should I jst check the VAMPIRE's DIARY for clues.
O.C. is that WEED?, or let me go by its ALIAS nd call it ganja, dont beg me o, I am telling GOSSIP GIRLS dt you are so high you chat with MERLIN at the MIST OF AVALON while you were checkin out GREY's ANATOMY, pervert lyk u
Dry abi...no be my fault, na global warming cause am...lol
xoxo, Idongesit dt's 4 u nd ur faffing
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
A g33k's Love Letter
#include (chocolates)
Imports Roses.*;
Imports Music.Jazz.*;
Class Love($babe)
{
They say love is as simple as a,b,C
but the love I got 4 u is complicated, double it lyk C++,
so many PHPs, dey r d Player Hating Peeps,
*yimu* notin for dem jor, their bullshit is cascading lyk CSS.
You are my gem of inestimable Value; my PERL(pearl),
I'm tougher than diamonds, stop putting d RUBY ON RAILS,
got more ADD-ONs than FIREFOX, viagra has no shit on me.
Sipping on my starbucks coz my game tighter than JAVA.
Please tell Alicia to use the right key, C#(Csharp)
Tell my baby she is the one, the only language my MACHINE undastands
I am tired of playing, I am droppin my PAD, no more ADAs in my lyf.
Honey, the truth you see is Basic (VISUAL BASIC)
Whether na One Naira or One COBOL(KOBO), baby you got me
I dont need an ORACLE to tell me u r my baby mama
with this love as ANTIVIRUS, our future together is SECURE.
You are the Final Desitination, no SQL(Sequel) needed.
Return myLove;
}
N.B. To run the program call the Class Love(Insert Your Name), Cute ladies only please....lmao
e.g. Love(I Don't Get It)
