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*CELEBRATING THE CELEBRANT* *Woman of men's dream* It was just yesterday, The info that your day, Is no other day but today, Bumped into my way. Seeing you in your pics alone, Made my eyes a stone. And I felt like saying I love you and I am staying. Your skin color in a mirror Makes men see horror meal raw And hunger to taste in haste But all their attempt is a waste. Your beauty makes brothers, *'See stars'* with *'broad ass'*, Your smile makes a lot of sense, That makes men end up to *'Woo men'*. Rivers stood still, Wind and storms appeal, Living souls all on *curfew*, Because of your *curve view* CORONA VIRUS DISEASE May make all NYSC activities Including our CDS cease, But our wishes, it cannot sieze.  We love you so much dear, Celebrate your day anywhere, Not minding COVID-19 It won't cough till night inclines. Join me in celebrating this *woman of men's dream*.

MY MOTHER IS A MUDERER Not until now do I know who gave birth to me, I lived years under her roof, yet what will be won't cease to be. Nothing in the world can hinder me from confessing your acts, You know yourself that I hate evil tacts. And that won't stop being my attribute; its a fact. How dare you! How dare you commit murder? I looked up to you as a role model and this is what I learnt. You made me realize everything you as a mother meant. I cease to believe it was all because you love me Because, you've been committing murder before I was born I want to be convinced that this murder case you commit is pain to you. Dad told me, He told me how it all started, How he lost his job and had nothing prepared For you, unborn kids and he himself. He told me, How his family and friends stood up against you, How your own friends forsook you because you refused to change. At least, you should have tried enduring instead of killing. Dad told me, I n

** ONE MONTH, ONE TROUBLE* © *Ademola Adewale Adeoba* A proverb says, "a hen that perches on a line will have no peace, neither will the line taste peace either". Like a fool do Nigerians accept the civilisation that has eventually brought them victimisation and pestilence. What shall we say of a man who runs into troubled water and still long for water to take his bath? Nigeria have come to a crossroad where she no longer knows what to do even though she's fifty something years old because day by day atrocities fall on atrocities as deciet keeps deceiving deciet. I once heard of a writer who said, "if our children ascends the throne, life for us will be an eldoraldo". But the palace on earth they thought, turns out to be a class of taught for thought. Day by day, weeks over weeks, year in, year out we've got one or two things to nurse. The Canaan land they headed for is even more hellish than the Egypt they ran away from and their story was

* DIVINE GRACE * Angel on earth, Living with human breath, Shinning and glistening like a star, Without a make up scar. Divine Grace Your aesthetics travels round the sky, Epitome of beauty is what you are, In you, heart of generosity is high. We love you so much without knowing why. Valuable black diamond, Globally she's a triumphant, I tag her my confidant, Because her sage is an elephant. No gain saying, she gentle, Her words make devil confuse, And human spirit arouse. Divine GRace, Knowing you is Mercy, Seeing you is Grace, Meeting with you is privilege And ignoring you is nothing But a big SIN. I love you so much and... WE LOVE YOU FROM THE DEPTH OF OUR HEART. * HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU DIVINE GRACE * #Kakaaki_Olodumare

* BELOVED FAITHFUL * Faithfully faithful creature, A wonderful treasure, That God gave without measure To mankind and His nature. Born with a silver spoon, Yet, struggles hard Dawn and noon, All for to own one soon  and to dance on her own To any tune. She's a woman of valour, She builds her splendour, Clothes herself with honor, Accepts criticism with magnanimity. Even though she's an epitome of nobility, Who is endowed with super ability. * A. PubB * Our one and only, Never will you be lonely, Even if we live in penury, We'll make your world lively. Happy birthday to you Miss Elegant, To Pub family, you're important. From the deeper realm Of our heart, We celebrate this celebrant. With a giant heart. *Happy birthday to you Miss Akanbi Faithful * #Kakaaki_Olodumare

* OLALEYE RUKAYAT ADENIKE* Whisper to the fathers, Echo to the mothers, Shout out to the brothers, Call every sisters, Tell everyone to come here, From far and near, Even here and there, And listen to what I have to share. Years ago in the world's story, Landed on earth, a great glory, That conforms the world wholly. Have you ever heard the *" Tori "* ? All glory to the Messiah, For protecting * Rukayat * the comforter, In times of ponderous trial,  Till she strangled the Lucifer. To those * BEAUTY fools* Don't be marvelled, Rukayat is really * BEAUTIFUL *, It's has been tested with prove. _Happy birthday to you_ * Miss OLALEYE RUKAYAT ADENIKE* _We celebrate you ma'am._ _We love you from the bottom of our heart and there's nothing you can do about it than to love us back._ *From all of us @ Educational development CDS group* #Kakaaki_Olodumare

* OGO OLORUN * Love is patient, love is kind, This we were able to comprehend, When * OGO OLORUN * we found. Action speaks louder than voice, Today is Faithful's day, let's rejoice. For everything she has done for us, Let's make her happy and joyous. How I wish she's mine, Thoughts of many during Valentine, When she puts on her fanciful clothes, And jewelry made of pearls and golds. Her ways are good and genuinely true, In diverse ways, she is good to me and you, And we must show her love too, With whatever we know we can do. Happy birthday to you *OGO OLORUN* Faithful. #Kakaaki_Olodumare

* HEAVEN'S ALERT * In his sanctuary, there are set of singers, So also are worshippers and bench warmers, Including multitude of miracle seekers And a lot of bread eaters. They do not believe heaven is real And the price is free, Even after He came and settle their bill, They still refuse to seal the deal. Without the decision of this vision, Devil will divert your attention And make you lose concentration; Then, he will lead you to damnation. Beloved, it is a real dilemma To experience the trauma Of the great conflagration, I mean the everlasting damnation. I emphasize on this, Because we all seek for piece In his bosom of peace Where He has filled with everlasting joy and peace. As we journey through this year, On us, I pray the Lord will stare And deliver us from every snare That the enemies has prepared.  °°°Royal Pen's ELOQUENT INK°°° #Kakaaki_Olodumare

* LETTER FROM THE AFTERLIFE * My friend, i stand in judgement now And feel that you are to be blamed somehow. On earth, i walked with you day by day And never did you point the way. You knew the lord in truth and glory But never did you tell the story. My knowledge then was very dim, You could have let me safe to him. Though we lived together here on earth, You never told me of the second birth And now, i stand this day, condemned! Because you fail to mention him. You taught me many things; that's true! I called you friend and trusted you And you could have kept me from this fate But i learn now that it's too late. We walked by day, talked by night And yet, you showed me not the light. You let me live, love and die You know I'd never live on high Yes, i called you friend in life And trusted you through joy and strife And yet, on coming to this dreadful end I cannot now call you my friend. _Courtesy:_ *Royal pen's ELOQUENT INK* _°°°DIADEM

MERRY CHRISTMAS A time when everywhere is chilly, Night becomes day daily, Various gifts received regularly, Expecting santa clause constantly. A season of blues, reds and whites, When baloons overtake the kites, and knock-outs scare the flies. Children looking up to their parents for their rights. Christmas; a time to love and share, When family and friends re-unite with care, Foods and wines all prepared, Its the season of love dont be scared.         courtesy: ELOQUENT INK #Kakaaki_Olodumare

KAKAAKI OLODUMARE End time trumpet named Ade-crown, Crown of glory he own. Kakaaki the trumpet situated in man to be blown, Born without a silver spoon, Yet, determined to own one soon. Few years on earth have he spent, After escaping the womb via mother's skirt, I mean its been a few years he landed on earth, To compensate mama for childbirth. April 6 is the birth date of this great being, A creature created creatively in the creation scene, Creativity in songs, poetry and drama he has shown, With the treasure trove in him, seeds of greatness he has sown, Fumigating frustration, sadness and poverty in many lives with faces borne. What i am just trying to amass Is HAPPY BIRTHDAY to KAKAAKI OLODUMARE in advance. #Kakaaki_Olodumare

©2016   * JET-AGE QUEENS * _Adewale Adeoba A ._ They are created with natural beauty, Endowed with magnificent soothing skin, Carved without a single blunder,  And blessed with an unveiled glory. Forgetting their class, Emulating the mass, And doing those wrong task, Your punishment is stored in a gigantic flask. Painting faces like those in the coven, Attaching heads and incinerating their brain, Fixing lashes and that so-called nail, To avoid being classed a fogey or simpleton. Wasting fortunes on clothes and make ups, Yet, dressing half naked To look attractive to men tagged 'cash card' It's not too late for you now; quickly wake up. Swindled of ulterior beauty, Bragging over razed dignity, Switched from decent to lascivious, Ignorant of destiny bathos. All gravitating in a wrong direction, With similar perilous inclination, None is ready to make correction, Because of sycophants commendation. They all want to be treated like a Quee

* TERMINATED ENJOYMENT * After few years Of listening with all ears To lectures in different spheres, I ended up without fears. Called now by my fatherland, To serve in another land That differs from where I stand, Gleefully, I accepted the sand. Oh! What is this place? I can not live at my Pace, Alongside people from other race, No doubt, I hate this place. Food and Cloth size are not real, Biggle sounds for early morning drill, White on white and daily lecture deal, All these bore me except for my bill. Mami market merriment, Platoon activities commitment, SAED practical engagements, Make it now seem like enjoyment. Now that I clearly see, The joy in this NYSC, Deadly CORONA VIRUS DISEASE Came and made it all cease. *Oh! What a pity that a pity cannot pity itself in a pitiful condition.* °°°Royal Pen's ELOQUENT INK°°° *#Kakaaki_Olodumare*

PRAY FOR YOURSELF 2 *Response to @geniuspoetry's PRAY FOR ME 2* Hi son, All thanks we refer to your father, For the strength he gathered, To drag you out of that gutter. Now, I'm happy for you, The things i taught you to do, You can now boldly do, Even without me helping you. I feel comfortable now, I can sleep well and rest, Knowing fully well how You've learnt to do what is best. Son, Before I forget this chapter, Do not remember to forget What book of Joshua 1 hate. You were actually born great, But not with a silver spoon or plate, Your father suffered bitter fate, To get you a glorious date. Son, Remember the son of who you are, Pray without ceasing to the most high, He's the only one to guard your sky, And make you shine brighter star. *#Kakaaki_Olodumare*

* PRAY FOR ME 2 * © geniuspoetry Hello mummy, I know your heart denied the words I sent And your emotions now have been caused to suffer. I have fought a bloodless battle... My incantations and chants Seemed to bruise my faith. I had been knocked down by forces little. Now I remember the confess your sins one to another, Find the elders, That they may lay their hands on you to make new feathers. I had long enough tried my skills And had wielded this sword of mythical words Bearing in mind my fiercely fearless veins. I had thought I was fit enough Until I got defeated by my weak strength. Hello mummy, I found me fallen With all reproach hurled at my Father's name. I did shame Him in his fame. But while I died helplessly In my stricken state, That guy came by And breathed himself in me till I took him all in. He slid his fingers over my chest And said, "BOY, YOU HAVE NO STRENGTH OF YOUR OWN" And if those vanity ever caused my life, H

*PRAY FOR YOURSELF 1* *In response to @geniuspoetry's PRAY FOR ME 1* Hi son, What has come over you? I taught you never to be a devilish tool, Why then did you try this shoe? Hi son, I taught you the right path, I gave you all necessary tract, That you may rightly act. Why did you let your eyes go wrong? You should have ignored those boobs, Judiciously face your books, Jealously guide holiness and be strong. The memories of Sunday school lesson Now, you've trashed into wastebin. And you want the saviour to stay Even when you know you've totally gone astray? Hi son, What now is the fate of your Elijah? Can you wrap him in repentance textile?  That 🔥🔥🔥  may descend with Faith? Worry no more son, The glory of the latter Shall emerge like a rising sun, And you'll regain everything that scattered. You were actually mad, Because you damaged what your father had, You made him and all the family sad, But for the sake of love,   you'

* PRAY FOR ME 1 * © geniuspoetry Hello mummy, I think you need to pray for me All of the things you taught me not to do Now I do... Hello mummy, I have lost those words you said to me And have forgotten the legacies father and you established My eyes have left the holy book To follow after those fallen boobs. I have left the place of the cross And by those naughty asses I've been crushed. Remember those Sunday school memory verses? They've been stolen by lyrical dirges And my "pass me not, o gentle saviour" Has turned to paying obeisance to alcohol's savour. Hello mummy, Delilah has come to cage my Elijah And the prophet in me She just sent on exile. I have lost my keys to her kiss And my angelic solos Are nothing now but moans While I try to satisfy my rude libido. You thought me to run off smokers. But I guess I'm running mad For my eyes, nose, mouth Emit fumes like a damaged truck. Hello mummy, I am now a corrupt v

PHINA FINEST Let me just tell you a little about this lady. The first time I set my eyes on this God's creation, Her appearance arrested my attention, I wanted to engage her in a conversation, But the gravity of her motion, Changed my orientation, And my brain disconnected every connections,  To the extent that my motivation, Was buried in total abortion. Just a little more description should do for today. This lady is really endowed, Her beauty is a driver, It drives men crazily well, Her teeth glistens like the sunrising, Her CURVES makes men STRAIGHT, Her dimple makes sight see dim pool, Her diastema makes even females lose control. The fan motion of her moves Drives men to and fro, North and South, West and East Till the centre no longer hold. Whenever she OPENs her teeth, I remember CLOSE up. Her pink lips makes me remember, Iya oyinbo's pepperoni 'ponmo', The way I taste, suck, lick and chew it. W

*FOUNTAIN OF WORDS* For a reason best known to God, He sent you to this world, With diverse initiative of words. To settle all the seen and unseen surd. We celebrate your presence Amidst us, my Noble prince. Your words stands as a tower of sense In your home, PPA and at CDS. We, the EDUCATIONAL CDS group,  Would have loved to visit you in troupe To wine and dine with you As we taste your cake and delicious soup. But our primary assignment, Chokes us up like flowers amidst torns. Just manage this hearty wishes From the deepest zone in the heart of the masses. HAPPY birthday to you Sir Princewill. *From all of us @ Educational development CDS group.* #Kakaaki_Olodumare

*©2016* *My pen, My power* It was all alluring from the outset And everything was in it normal position. All around the globe, people envied our asset And our set was free from corruption  Now, those good deeds have become something of the past. Our leaders are being selfish and self-centered.  They are all hot tempered, That's why we have fallen apart. We are suffering in pain Yet,we can't complain All because it will be in vain I was troubled and busy exploring for a way to prevail The situation is beyond what my power can handle  Because, they possess the mantle If I prove to be strong in battle  I will be rough handled  Then, how can I conquer? Yes! I found a way out.  My pen! My power!  With my black on white, I can stop their cankerworm acts.     ©Adewale Adeoba A. Punishment for plagiarism is really severe #Kakaaki_Olodumare

*ADEOBA'S LAMENTATION* Kakaaki Olodumare the Evangelist, Ministerial tour makes him a tourist, During all my entire ministerial journey, Got not glimpse of someone like daddy. Shepherd of MOGGOM flocks Spiritual father with whom I share my talks Oh! What a great shock, i see Death snatched you from the church with ease. As the day succeeded murdering the night, The sky changed its attire from black to light, The sun arose from bed with its light pour, Marching out like a soldier going to war. Gbagaun, Gbagaun, Gbagaun, Alarm sounded sick and faint, Moody for the departure of the saint. Whose rapture trumpet death has blown. Death! Why did you do this? Why didn't you tell me afore time? Why didn't you request for money? Why not request for food or grocery? Death! Why, why, I ask why you choose to stab my back Why did you paint my mood black? Do you know how important he is? I will avenge him even if others say please. You've only ma

*STRANGE BUT TRUE* *PLEASE READ AND REBROADCAST* _Strictly for the brilliant beings_  _*Do you know food is now sauced after consumption*_ At the beginning of the semester before the attention of the parade was whistled, the zombies were told by their commander that they would continue eating _ewa James (beans cooked without any ingredient like maggi, pepper, palm oil etc)_ and in their own interest, they may add ingredient to the food themselves because it is not mandatory.     Afterwards, it grow to become a thorn in the flesh of the zombies when the parade was dismissed and the _ewa James_ had been sauced and consumed by the zombies, the commander suddenly called for an emergency parade and afterwards forcing, imposing and mandating ingredients for the zombies to sauce the _ewa James._   *Tell me, what is the value of salt after losing its savor?* *What is the essence of purchasing ingredients after consuming the food?* *What happens when the commander losses his r

NEW YEAR GREETINGS TO MY FATHER IN HEAVEN From the bottom of my heart do I echo a loud silent noise as i celebrate the glorious seconds in the minute of the hour that marks the new day of a new month in this new year 01-01-2019 because i remember that on a day like this, when my dad was still sound and well alive, different amalgamation of meat would have been done in the pot as the stove, gas cooker or electric cooker serves the punishment of carrying a heavy load of pot filled with diverse foods on its head. From here and there, far and near will legs enter in shoe and parade to my place to sit palatably with bottles warring against foods in the mouth of many down to their tummy. Happy new year to you dad! I want you to know that your family loves and misses you more especially on a day like this. Ohun ti won ba ngje ni orun ni ojo Odun bi eyi ni ko bawon je; bo je iyan at'obe osiki pelu eran igbe ni, ki o fi ife bawon je; bo ba si je amala to fele pelu obe ewedu ni,

PRODIGAL Sweetheart, I know I have flaws And for my wrongs, I fall I know a lot of times I call your kindness fool And I shoot at your caring heart Poisoned arrows I know I cheat on your sincere love. I share the affection I have for you with Those third, fourth, fifth parties I know I have made your truth into lie And turned your words fallible. To me, many times They make no sense. I know I have slapped your sincerity... I have defiled our bed While I fornicate with that fool Next to our door I know I have opened loopholes For that naughty lizard You warned me against. Hey love, I know I've not been faithful; I know you are not just so pleased With me being a fool. But I still can't explain Why it never bothered you so much; Why you would always wait For me to always come for the kiss I missed so much. I know I have flaws But deep within me, I know I am yours And I love you so sincerely! ©geniuspoetry #Kakaaki_Olodumare

TEN STEPS OF WRITING A GOOD SCRIPT. THE STORY CONCEPT: That is, the story idea. BRAINSTORMING: when you brainstorm, you will start seeing your real ministration key scenes, character and dialogues. Once you find a story concept you can might make a good movie, you can not emphasize enough how important brainstorming is. To begin with, this is where you discover if your concept is indeed good enough. If your ideas for the plot and characters leap into your imagination, there’s a pretty good chance you got a decent concept. Also when you brainstorm, Key scenes emerges. RESEARCH: This generally goes hand-in-hand with brainstorming as research feeds the process. You can start your research by going to libraries, check the Internet, travel and interview people that the story is related to. There is different between Revelation and Information. God will give you Revelation and Man will give you Information. As a good script writer, always go on research. You can not just pick up your

*THE GREAT RELEASE* Years ago, a woman was pregnant, with a kid that is important, and mighty enough to break evil covenant, His delivery differs from the constant, Because mama gave birth to a can out of can't, I mean a male after many female infant, please, don't be ignorant, and don't try to be adamant, cause people who are impertinent, will in turn get something insolent, This man is really excellent, don't doubt his endowment, Especially when it comes to instruments, Or any kind of driving experiments. I'm glad to call him a *Spiritual madman* Since he's the only strong man, I mean the able *DT TOSMAN* Who knows how well to man, The spiritual activities and the physical. Don't worry much, I will give you a practical When I compile my *Good-to-go farewell* write up. On behalf of all of us at *Kakaaki OLODUMARE PRAYZDRAM Ministry* and all the *spiritual mad humans*, I say happy birthday to you my *Anejo Benjamin p.k.a DT TOSMA

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TITILAYO Creation at hand, Justice done to creativity in different brand, Aesthetically appealing sand, Amassed together on land. Something was made in this world With nothing but a creative word, Creative sand containing blood, Infact, it glistens like sword A particular day that can never be forgotten; The day the ADEMOLA family got a new being, Added to their family's living thing, The being sparkles like none has ever seen, By the virtue of nomenclature, She's Titilayo. The ADEMOLA'S salient treasure, The embodiment of beauty of that is raw. Her smile is mesmerizing, And her teeth shines like the sun rising. To her family, she's nothing but a blessing, To Agbara community high school, she's a model for teaching. She's an embodiment of beauty. Instead of swimming in timidity, She walks courageously embracing gentility, Alas! A great entity in royalty. Don't doubt the words of the old, She&#

ELOQUENT INK Sky of brilliantly brilliant things, Endowed with stars of sagacious beings, Swallowed Solomons sailing to success, Alongside wealthy fellows. Tumbulu! Tum-bu-lu!! Tum-bu-lu!!! Eloquent ink slipped into the sages sky, A cynosure scared to fly, Born without a silver spoon, Yet, gradually swimming in the sky. Parents walking on the ocean of hardwork, Controlled like zombie here and there, Still, pockets remained paralyzed. Swiftly riding to the land of old, With no glimpse of gold, Either bought or sold; No achievement ever told. Determined never to embrace quarter to nine, But to hit 12 O clock, And press quarter past three.  A stitch in time saves nine, Entire milieu, all saucy than mine, Never will i hit 6:30, Although, i am financially slack,  i know i own what they lack, 'Cause creativity in me is burning like coal; Digging grounds and making me my friends foe. Trying to get a fire extinguisher

*MY FATHERLAND* @ *S.M Adebayo* Ours are flag and anthem, With fled glories of oil and gas gem We have territory, yet, we are janitors. In my grieved land, Breaking poverty nerves is like cracking your spines, For, leaders in, are raiders, Though raiders of incompetence, Living in bungalows of evils. Welcome, to my fatherland, Where dream is enjoyed than reality. Yes, so soon you realize the reality of the dream When the jinns of reality hunt you in the realm. Different barons, like the color riot of Angolans, Seeming more black than Ghanaians, Such are, the costumes of our economy eclipse. The political settings,are scenes of drama, The heroes and villains are literary foes- see star, Everyone is an actor, but not everyone can act, Yet,the led seems blurred to react.

THE LIFE THAT BEGET LIFE. A city that is set on hill, can not be hiding but set to be seen by everyone. A life that is set to be a light to others shouldn't be hiding but to show the light to others that are still in the dark and to help rekindle those that their light is fading out. Many life today, was made to be a light but due to carelessness, some light has become smoke.  What the nature of yours  today? How many life has your life helped or mal? God created man and He still stand to help them but man case different. If God can still be helping His creatures, what is making yours different. Man tend to become a ceremonial helper While God is not. A life leads you to where you are today, reciprocate this too by helping others to get to their destination. God bless you beloved Shalom! For more inspirational articles cont act via WhatsApp : 08102055567 Facebook : prince Irinyemi Ayodele For sponsor : 3074913065 Irinyemi Ayodele First bank

WICKED WORLD Oh! What a wicked world! A world diluted with friendly foes, A world knitted with trials and agony, A world brewed with the red sea. Oh! What a wicked world! Corruption-made world, Disaster flying all around like tsetse fly Bad day ocean flowing continuously. Oh! What a wicked world! A world where success massacres brothers, Death, sons thought towards parents. Rituals, parents purpose for breeding children. Oh! What a wicked world! A world echoing the cry of merciful evil drums, Sonorous voice of the dumb gong,  And the quiet noise of the unseen visible birds. Oh! What a wicked world! A house of great trauma, A place where food is served with skull. Midnight screams, daylight aches, Visible sickness, invisible during diagnosis. Oh! What a wicked world! Oh! Oh!! Oh!!! What a tragedy! A joyfully created universe in jeopardy. I wonder what her end will unfurl. Poet: Ademola, Adewale Adeoba Nom de plum:

* U-Nìkan (UNIQUE)* For *Ademola Adewale Adeoba * *E bá mi lagogo! * That all the gods might assemble, For one like them is born. The mud of his existence Is such that gold withstands it not. He's called Royalty. * Gbogbo eranko inú igbó palóóló *, For Adewale walks their kingdom, Like though he's their king. Have you seen the hair on his head? I bet you'd crave to be the one He carries so lovingly there. * Okùnrin làntílanti *, the one that makes the ladies shy, * Adeoba*, *eye bí òkín kò sí láwùjo eye *. Your make is such of * U-Nìkan *. Happy merry to you this day, That spits forth an Icon as you. * Adewale*, *maa yanfanda *, it's your day. #TalentMikun Glossary * E bá mi lagogo! *- sound the alarm * Gbogbo eranko inú igbó palóóló *- the beasts of the forest keep mute * Okùnrin làntílanti *- a strong man  * eye bí òkín kò sí láwùjo eye* - no bird compares to the peacock * maa yanfanda *- enjoy your strides #Kakaaki_Olodumare

*TESTIMONY OF THE Gs* _* EPISTLE OF THE STATE TRANSPORT AND ORGANISING SECRETARY (DT TOSMAN)*_ *ADEJO NATHANIEL BENJAMIN * a.k.a Pilot p.k.a * DT TOSMAN * Is a native of Benue State, he graduated from the Federal University of Technology, Minna. Where he studied chemical engineering. Let me hit the nail on the head so that I won't bore you with words. This man had been, is and will continue to be a motivation to me and I have been looking at his ways as that of John the Baptist preparing for Christ; no doubt, I'm coming soon. This man is indeed a sacrifice like Jesus on its own because he served Nigeria, his fatherland, serves Christ Jesus and served NCCF all at one time and he succeeded in balancing the equation without placing one over the other, that's the level of the intelligence and grace that he is endowed with. This man is a treasure that I can't afford to lose. In terms of comedy, driving, praying, playing football and dropping punchlines that will

* TESTIMONY OF THE Gs* *_EPISTLE OF THE STATE ASSISTANT SECRETARY (DT AUNTIE)_ * *EDIBO MARY MICHAEL * popularly known as * DT AUNTIE * hails from Kogi state, she's a product of Kogi State University where she studied Library And Information Science. Do you know that if I take the whole of Genesis to Revelation to talk about this lady, it actually worth it? but for brevity sake, I will just summarize everything about her in few words. The adage, 'what a man can do, a woman can do better' is actually a perfect description for her identity because most of the male leaders in the state and house respectively, have to say a few word before the crowd will keep quiet to listen attentively to what they have to say but she needs not to talk at all before everyone pays rapt attention as the appearance of her personality is a commander of authority and she herself is an author of words and songs. Her sonorous voice is not of this world at all but of the angels in heaven. Li

THEM ALL CRAZY (DEMOCRACY) Recession here has come to reign, And hungrily, it has eaten all our gain. Independence has entirely become sugarcane; We cry and 'prey' daily but all in vain. Tell me, i say tell me Where to board the freedom train. We work with padlocked mouth like we have melted brain Tell me, i say tell me Where is the showers of blessing you promised to 'reign' Why, why do politicians reap what they haven't sown? Even 'manners' from heaven has automatically become their own. Why, why, i say why has penury grown so old to be known? Fellow human are now been tortured in oven And pounded to return 'manners' like loan Why, why, i say why Is everyone travelling so broke With their brighter futures all choked? Even now, education has vanished like smoke. They call this perilous adventure democracy While everything they do makes "them all crazy" Pew! Pew!! Pew!!! Educati

CONCERT IN HELL Ocean of hearts flowing swiiftly and steadily, Emerging towards the rejected bodies fiery palace. Irresistible inferno for the stiff headed And ceremonial conflagration for the celebrant. Conserved deadly delicacy Prepared for the embraced rejected entrants. Irreversible plate after taste, Destructive base for the waste. Rhythm of a melodious sorrowful tune Lyrically played for the members. Tears running unstoppable indefinite relay Joy collapses on sorrow Gnashing of teeth becomes drum beat, Series of unpracticed dance steps manifesting, Sorrowful laughter rising rampantly, Display of sonorous voices with enormous passion. Flames conducting the choiristers' waves, Echoes of the song becoming salient, "HAD I KNOWN", while i was homo sapiens, I would have rejected lucifer the serpent and embrace Christ the omni potent. ©ADEMOLA ADEWALE ADEOBA        Royal Pen's =Eloquent ink= #Kakaaki_Olodum

MY MENTOR My mentor is a wise person Trusted adviser and helper Like my mother He teaches me things more further My mentor A placid teacher He planned for me like a Potter Who hates people that makes pother He is a prodigious mentor My mentor Like an angel Ready to regale Ready to assist Ready to resolute And ready to help My mentor My mentor, a great teacher My irreplaceable mentor Master Adeoba (ELOQUENT INK) As written by OLOWOOKERE miracle  Bio Olowookere miracle is a student of Chris Ade international school. He loves to sleep on the bed of sagacity and wake up with his mentality in the land of creativity.

BLEMISHED ANGELS Well created female-being, Eagerly searching for what is not; Longing to taste the futures apple. After given herself free, Her mr right came with her bride fee. Evil agents has arrested the entire society, Decent girls, selling morality for immorality, Losing their valuable virtue; virginity For a token and to someone not worth it Alas! Becoming unwanted in the evalasting palace ETERNITY. Poet: Ademola Adewale Adeoba Nom de plum: ELOQUENT INK #Kakaaki_Olodumare