What Life took from Me

This is what life took away from me:
Perfection was taken away rather the thought of it was traded for some form of lethargic pride and self preservation.

Life made me a category and I recruited. Life made me say that I am evolving and i evolved and snigger under my breath because those statements didn't go past my oral cavity. The plurality was always resounding.

Life took away my honesty. It told me that virtue had no gain except it is inspected. It told me that nice guys finish last, and no one wins from behind. So I believed it. There can be no pride in service or reward in selflessness.

Life took away my creativity. When I tried to innovate they told me that the horse was still going to be the fastest means of transportation. Thank you Ford. The A type did more than move it liberated. It told me that the best things we could achieve are already in existence, so why bother?

Life took away my intellect. I saw no need to question, no answers are given. Faith was pushed down my throat but no knowledge to solidify the mash of God. So I gave up thinking, I gave up searching, I gave up God, because when you ask me I will tell you some things are not meant to be understood or searched just accept. I did.

Life took away my humanity. Now I have learnt not to love, but lie to love. When a rule is called golden but it is but it's actual value is equated to dung. How can I be superior in myself,to myself

Life took away my spirit and left me with the indecision and inadequacy of my soul not to mention the unquenchable hunger of my body.

Life took it all away and sent me bear and I know I am not alone. Since life took it all away I am left at the end of my strength. From where pure strength begins and their I accepted my emptiness in trade for substance, faith based on knowledge and fate based on Faith. Then, I tipped the scale and crossed the divide of eternity. Life was never meant to give life but light was. Then I began to live as Life did not supply so life never took anything away from me.

To every Africa Leader.

This is an open letter to every leader and emerging leader in Africa. 

Sure you could get Mugged on the streets of Lagos but it's just as bad in New York. If poverty was the problem of Africa then I guess you will need to check the unemployment index of the developed world, The homelessness and the depravity. Now that is something you won't see on CNN probably on Al-Jazeera. When a country spends more on status creation and sustenance than it spends on welfare of its citizens. Could that be our model of development? Nations that has sold the soul of its people to any and everyone who has a good proposal and the funds to back it up.

Capitalism is a system that grows. Reasonable on paper but potentially has the power to overthrow the Government that has the proverbial fingers that fed it. What do I know about capitalism, other than every thing is for sale at the right price that is lethal but on the flip side it relieves the Government of the burden of development but at a Price. I believe in freedom but I also believe that freedom does not exclude control. The leadership of Africa needs to study development beyond the neon lights and sky scraper to the systems and institutions that created what we see as First world and second world. When we have done that we can avoid the errors of the past and build a new utopia in the land once referred to as dark.

Now the Big question that begs for an answer from all my rants. How do you control a system and not call it socialism or its extreme relation, communism. Herein lies the answer: growth and development has to be governed by values that ensure that no persons right is trampled nor is anyone at ease to be unproductive. Where values are present and upheld the society grows into a whole. This is what leadership must communicate not just attempt to feed the less privileged, if you succeed in feeding them all you will have to do it again tomorrow.

A Story on Society

Hmmmm, I have a thought to share. This was born out of grief. Just yesterday I had to fill out a form online for a foreign Fellowship (NB not the Christian or religious gathering you would associate the Word with) I applied for. I got to the point where it required me to fill out my Gender, that shouldn't be difficult compared to the other question I had previously been made to answer. Alright I proceeded to enter that information and it brought out a drop down menu. Okay... I said this shouldn't be hard. I saw "Male"  that's what I am so I punched away. But on a second thought I looked at the drop down menu again. "Ghen Ghen" (nollywood must have been working overtime just to play me that backing track associated with Climaxes) it turned out that they didn't just have two gender classes like I was taught in biology (which I did relatively well in as an Art student) it had four (4)  gender classes! Twisting my mouth to the side like I always do when my thoughts kick up a gear. I saw the traditional "Male", "Female " then... Wait for it." Transgender"😲  what does that even mean? Then the last new input was for people who would rather not say what they were. I'm like c'mon (I sound American when I am pissed) do we have new people who just recently jumped into existence or give credence to the Darwinian theory after countless decades of waiting for the newest species to walk the earth.
What point do we as a global society reach rock bottom to realize that when the lines of distinctions are blurred then we would be thrown into a state of mobocracy in addition to the commercialization of the society where everything is being altered just to get a new target demographic. If the society can not tell you what you are in straight language it is about time you move towards ageless and ancient truths that would not change based on society but change society. The human society is rigged to self implode. The End is near walk on the right side of Eternity.

Wishes

1) I wish no questions went unanswered.

2) But I wish that every question asked would be drawn from a depth of desire to know and not to disprove.

3) I wish that knowledge would not be an excuse for Ignorance nor Ignorance for the fear of knowledge.

4)I wish that idleness will not be the new social nor responsibility be regarded as anti-social.

5) When the lines of truth and falsity don't divide, I wish when I speak the truth it won't be regarded as just an opinion.

6) When lazy minds put knowledge aside, phrase a sentence, say they are content and as such not need to know the source. I wish they just apply themselves a bit more.

7) I wish that we took responsibility for each other because to blame you is to blame me. Why did we ever need a Bomb?

8) I wish that those who shout change would change, otherwise change is still on the way.

9) I sincerely wish the crowd was right, so that standing out of the crowd would mean believing a lie.

10) Finally I wish everybody reads this and understand my thoughts and find it to be true.

Good Men

Good men are indeed all around us. We pass them on the streets, engage them on social media, enter same public transport with them and the halls at work.

Some of us can't see them because we don't know what a good man really looks like.

He usually isn't flashy enough to turn our heads. He might not wear that Amaechi or Akpabio kind of suit or cruise a Bentley. He might not have a "body like Vin Diesel with a Will Smith face".

But, as you grow older and start attending church singles seminar, you’d realize it's better to find someone who's got your back than someone who turns your head.

A good man doesn't agree wholeheartedly with everything you say.

He doesn't just tell you what you want to hear and do the opposite. He has his own opinions and you may clash, but he doesn't have to degrade you to prove he's right.

He even admits at times to being wrong, especially if you are willing to do the same.

A good man is not going to meet every item on your checklist. He is human with frailties and faults mixed in with all of his wonderful, strong attributes. He needs your love and respect.

He needs to feel that you do not live to "catch" him doing something wrong so you can declare, "Aha! I knew you were a dog!"

A good man doesn't necessarily give you a huge birthday or Valentine's gift. He shows his love in the ways that are comfortable to him.

Don't judge him by TV standards. No one lives that fairy tale for real. You'll miss out on your own fairy tale by buying into the myth that our men are no good.

Fadoju Babajide
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Waiting

I was promised a dance and I intend to have it 
I will wait for the music to match the steps I have planned out 
While turns are taking 
I am waiting

I hear the notes from the band 
I heck will play them at my free time 
The sways and plie's 
The counts and the flushes
Patiently my feet must match the count

And when the conductor moves his Baton 
I know that gesture all too well 
Raising to take this dance 
And the pianist misses the score 
Saving the situation the conductor calls a medley

And I was ready to take my dance 
my feet was counting 
But now I stand like one tired of sitting but not waiting 
But the sheet has to go one more round 
Before I can step out again to claim my dance

But I know this well so I can tell 
This time will come 
This dance will  be danced
I know both the dancer and the conductor 
The crescendo is around the corner

Here it is. In time 
As the metronome clocks in 
In the husk of my counting tongue 
"May I have this dance? "

Hiccups

My biological trigger 
The motion that controls my body 
And leaves me in doubt if who owns me. 

If it is just what it is then I am safe, 
But when it happens in life I can't say.
For what made a poet of me?

I can't say I am, 
But this hiccups of life have sent me
to a refuge I for a while ignored.

For now I have rhymes, lines and time 
And the refuge for posterity I yield 
For if your eyes see this, you have my soul. 
When the hiccups are over 
As they always pass 
I will be the same, like before meets after

Yet in learning I have gained 
That I can in Providence lay, 
That won't be hurt or dismayed.

Now I have written, but not informed 
Yet I have for a fact grown 
To be humble to cry no for hiccups

But for hiccups

Growth

I remember my first 10 
All it was for was sweets and chewing gum 
It was over before it came.

I remember my first 100 
Now that was for more, 
And from where I paid my first tithe. 
A crisp 10.

I remember my first 1000 
With excitement and fulfillment 
A gift, but with empowering abilities 
Before it became a note.

I remember my first 10,000 
Yes I saved the 1000 
In the pocket of every worn trouser 
Before I could get a bank to pay them for my save.

I remember my first 50,000 
That came after series of loses and gains 
I learnt to deal, work, sweat and till. 
And the sms alert said this...

I remember my first 100,000 
Now that was a victory! 
My progress for a candy crushing child to a man with a vision...  
Away with the perks we often target

I await my first million 
It might have grown before you read this note
In some chest locked safe 
But be sure that I have never stopped growing.

The Confidence of Ignorance

The Confidence of Ignorance


1) The confidence of Ignorance, relates to everyone who has ever been content with not knowing.



2) Ignorance is a virtue. if well managed, It can produce limitless possibilities.



3) Ignorance is: a lack of knowledge,understanding, or education : the state of being ignorant.



4) Ignorance can often be misunderstood as a negative trait well far from it. Ignorance’s trait only relates to what it produces.



5) The state of not knowing refers to a knowledge of Ignorance.



6) Knowledge of Ignorance is in itself knowledge.



7) when you are aware of your Ignorance your situation is half resolved. You are on your way.



8) Knowledge will only be profitable when it is applied to deficiency.



9) e.g sitting in a nursery one class might make you the best student in class, but you would not have improved yourself.



10) you will have to know what you don’t know to know what you need to know.



11) however, so many people are ignorant about their Ignorance. Now that is bad!



12) Being ignorant about your Ignorance makes you confident to your own detriment.



13) This confidence brings about arrogance and pride as opposed to the Humility of one who is aware of his Ignorance.



14) When you are Informed about your Ignorance you begin to move towards information.



15) This movement towards knowledge is wisdom.



16) with an increase in wisdom, productivity becomes an end result and not a goal.



17) You need to lose the confidence of Ignorance to move into your happy place.



18) there is Fulfilment in Learning, and greater excitement when it is relevant.



19) so lose that ego and admit that you are not informed about everything and get admitted into the school of curiosity.



20)On a lighter note; curiosity kills cats and not human beings.



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