Oshodi
The sighting of an elephant
Is beyond sight seeing
Eagle's flight is incontestable by hawk
Greatness is above physique
Oshodi is a unique land
OShodi is sleepless like a duck
Oshodi a rich land like the ocean
No land can boast of your wealth
Human heads spread like trees
Legs are like grasses in the savannah
Oshodi, the nerve centre of Lagos
Traffic hoots ceaselessly
Merchants thrive like a palm tree
Planted at the river side
Only the industrious survives in Oshodi
Oshodi has two faces
Oshodi-Oke is at the top
Oshodi-Isale is down the bridge
Strangers are confused where to disembark
Ceaseless hooting confuses newcomers
Oshodi the entrepot of Lagos
You are like the internet connetivity
Pointing to other parts of Lagos
Oshodi is a melting pot
Your identities are mixed
Who ever comes to Lagos
Must pay you homage
Oshodi is a unique city
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Lovina
My birth place is the Earth but,
I am preparing myself to go to heaven;
For the sun is shining on me and the flowers are blooming to respect my muse,
But the hope of the unseen heaven is all that i have in mind.
I am preparing myself to go to heaven!
And like the sound of silence and the sound of love;
But the troubles of this Earth are like the sounds of war and the sound of peace,
And like the golden banana and the golden pineapples.
I have to run faster trhan the lion!
Because, i need to overcome the troubles around me to reach the heavens;
But, this Earth is my birthplace.
I am now reaching to heaven! !
And i am very hot like a trip from Oshodi to Yaba in Lagos (Nigeria):
But, my lovely name is Lovina,
And you are as cold as ever.
There is always the power to love and the power of dreams,
And like a monkey hanging on a tree;
But, you are like a gold miner ready for my love,
However, the hope of this unseen heaven is always in my mind.
I have the code of the heaven's gate to share with you,
And like my love so sweet in the land of peace and beauty;
But pride comes before a fall in life,
However, i will get off on this dream to get to heaven!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Street Of Lagos
This is street of Lagos
one of the greatest city in
Africa.In the street layed
the crowd of the country
it is known as a meeting
place for all ethnic.
This is Lagos.
This is lagos in the street
sit the beggar, beging for arms
the noise in the streets can
rise the dead from the grave.
Fights at the end of the street
day by day, as the leaves
fall from the tree day by
day, that is how people fall
down in the street.
This is Lagos.
This is Lagos, the traders
advertise their products
with sweet voices.
Trucks in streets, go
Slow is the order of the
day.At the order side of
the street stands the
policemen extorting
Money from the buses
drivers.
This is Lagos.
poem by Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa
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This Is Lagos
'This is Lagos'!
And you have to be very careful to learn from what you see,
For life over here is faster than Harlem in New York!
And it is faster than the bee as well.
Life is very hot and rough over here in Lagos,
But it goes along with the wise and the fool;
Since the people are always ready to share with you.
'This is Lagos'!
And it is too real to believe what you see at times;
But this place is still part of Nigeria.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dunbar
This signal of your love and this signal of my muse,
It was joy when i heard of your words!
And like a visit to Lagos in Portugal,
But, i had the same experience in Lagos (Nigeria) some years ago.
Heavy metals and simple words,
Down the riverside to wait for you;
And like Dunbar your friend in the land of many waters!
But, thousands of flowers and candles are needed over here like,
The soft meat in the land of sweet songs!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Rhyme Of Lagos
Lagos, City of the idle
Here I come, to join
in this struggle,
Tho' you pretend to be busy
But life here isn't easy,
A decade is long enough
time to be away from home
But here in lagos, I still
find hope.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Lagos
City of noise, fumes, dirt and corruption
City of beaches, money, luxury and lust
A city where your wisdom is lost
Where serenity is covered in sweat and blood
Lagos will disregard your identity
Hires blind men as tour guides
Desperate hours in internet cafes
While the gambler awaits his reward
The souls of men held hostage in hotel rooms
Privacy is non existent
And loneliness is right by your side
Your sleep is surrounded by tears and sorrow
Lagos the city of false dreams
Salt on the open wounds of insignificance
Morality lost during nights of surrender
Among oppression hope barely survives
Dreams of a land in the distance
Remain unfulfilled in a cloud of promises
Promises of a better tomorrow
Only found in the arms of true love
poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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Denkyria
Denkyria beauty,
Denkyria works of arts!
But in Pennsylvania with my muse to look for my lover;
Because, i last met her in Lagos (Nigeria) !
And, at a place called Maryland in Lagos;
However, the sailing boat brought me here to look for her.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Baobab
I am a man from Ajejule,
And i an now taking a rest under a big baobab tree;
For my life in Lagos has taken its toll,
And i am now like a tired bird in the sun.
I am a vegetarian and i am lonely in the ghetto,
But very quiet and peaceful like the genealogical records of mankind.
One day i will open the door with the golden handles,
One day i will come to you with my sweet love,
But my life in Lagos has taken its toll.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A SELFLESS SERVICE TO AN UNGRATEFUL NATION (Narrative Poem)
One sunny day,
while on Rapid respond Squad
Patrol along Oshodi / Apapa
Expressway we had a
distress call that men of
the underworld are having
a field day at matori
we made a you turn
at Toyota and head
for Matori.
On approaching Ladipo Market,
we at the back of
the patrol van:
a ford Ranger, disabuse
and continue with bounce by bounce
movement toward our location
we had barely pass
the second warehouse
in the market when
this heavy firing
started coming from
all quarters: it was an Ambush.
After about ten minutes,
when they didn't hear
or see any movement
in or around the patrol
vehicle,
they started coming out
from their hide out
in hanger position.
On three!
We fire rapidly at them
after five minutes
of firing;
we left six of them dead
two seriously injured
with bullet wounds.
On our side,
the driver was still
battling with breath
The team leader sgt Ogunike
took nineteen bullets
in the chest.
The vehicle was shelled
beyond recognition & the
communication gadget damaged
so we have to reach base
on cell phone for backup
and ambulance.
And then drama started
unfolding itself.
First was a young man
of about twenty three
his reaction when he saw
us trying to bring out
the remains of sgt Ogunike
was shocking.
He was like 'Ha,
they even kill police.
this guys try O! '
and then he calls
out to another guy
saying 'This boys too young oh'.
Police self, look how they
just waste their lives'.
An elderly woman
shouted at us from
the now growing crowd
'Those boys you killed
are people's children o! '
and then she started
cursing in Yoruba Language
I was dumb fold.
This boys they are talking
about just open fire
on a police patrol vehicle
and killing two police officers
These boys fired the
first shot.
They draw the first
blood.
They look life first,
and nobody cares
cause we are police.
Perhaps our lives are worthless.
If we hadn't respond
to their distress call
they would criticize us
of incompetency
now they are criticizing
us for defending our lives.
The society has decay.
They place values on rogues:
nobody cares when
a policeman dies,
nobody cares if he
have children waiting
for him:
wives who have turn
widows
a force that doesn't give
a damn about the welfare
of her personnel's and the
most painful of all:
a selfless service to an
ungrateful nation.
For John Festus Utazi
poem by Matthias Pantaleon
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A Lame Man
A lame man from Lagos
married the princess of Madagascar
and went to Hawaii for honeymoon
with a Havana cigar aburning
And a spark from the cigar flew
transported by some uncanny crew
wafted by the waves of the cosmic wind
till it blew up Troy and Hiroshima
in a flash
A lame man from Lagos married the princess
of Madagascar
Hah HA
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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This is not the Chile we want to build.
quote by Ricardo Lagos
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Poverty is the frontier we have to be able to cross.
quote by Ricardo Lagos
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It's important to see how we can advance in healing wounds.
quote by Ricardo Lagos
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Horror Race
As the dusk gave way to dawn
I was trekking on my way home and I saw
a lifeless body with flies hovering over it
The vacant eyes told a story
A story of horror and inhumanity,
The body would be there for days
On the Lagos Streets
Here I am in London
Watching the same horror race,
Teenagers totting guns
Felling young men under hails of bullets
In a horror race,
Rain of tears fall from my eyes
As I watch parents burying an eleven-year old
Killed before he understood the world
In this horror race
Mankind hides under religion,
He hides under all sorts of pretences
To commit atrocities
From Lagos to London to Kabul to Baghdad,
Mankind needs redemption from this horror race
poem by Martin Ayanbare Ayankola
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We Chileans have to be able to understand that in a democracy institutions must function freely and with sovereignty.
quote by Ricardo Lagos
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My obligation as president, and what I promise the country, is that the courts will be able to do their job free of all pressure.
quote by Ricardo Lagos
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We need to be more careful, but more compassionate. We must strike, not deal with terrorists, but to broaden our understanding of the world outside our borders.
quote by Ricardo Lagos
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We fully support the strikes against terrorist targets, not against the country, not against the culture, not against a religion, but against an enemy of them all.
quote by Ricardo Lagos
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Maazi
Love is my name and i want to touch your heart oh Maazi!
For everyday i pray and hope of seeing you again;
But we last met at 'Ebute-Matta' in Lagos.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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To Eat For Three
Seventy palm trees,
Twelve wells of water;
Life is like a romantic night by the fire place.
Oh bread of heaven,
Come up to me on the mountain!
Oh pots of meat,
Come and put me in shape;
Life is like a romantic night by the fire place.
From Ur to Rome,
From Rameses to Succoth,
From Accra to New York,
From Lagos to Bahamas,
I am a stranger in a foreign land.
Fire, wine, husband and wife;
Life is like a romantic night by the fire place.
To eat for three matters to me,
To learn for three matters to you,
I am in a new world learning how to speak!
With my eyes darker than wine,
With my teeth whiter than milk,
Like a strong donkey lying down by two saddles.
This is the joy that i bring to you,
This is the muse of a journey to eat for three;
Life is like a romantic night by the fire place.
Pots of meat,
Bread of heaven,
Of my teeth whiter than snow;
I am a stranger in a foreign land.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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