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Reflect Nigeria – Tribute To The First Lady SAN

A Resplendently Resonating Refrain

For Our Mother, Grandmother

And Great-grandmother

Chief ‘Folake Solanke, SAN

The Quintessential First Female

Senior Advocate of Nigeria

As the anniversary of the fourth decade of the stellar accomplishment, one of an assemblage in an astral panoply of accolades steadily amassed by you, specifically the status of the first female Senior Advocate of Nigeria dawns, in revered acclamation, we in joyful commemoration and with humble and everlasting obeisance to God, earnestly cognizant of the solemnity and immensity of the moment, in unreserved commendation, proclaim:

Hear ye! Hear ye! Hear ye! All ye in good fellowship drawn nigh and bear witness to the transcription of history:

Emblazoned with the unwavering and incisive brand of determined decisiveness, further attended to with the perseverance of transcendental import is the spectacularly stellar life of our mother, Chief Folake Solanke, SAN. Most assuredly, a charmed life, surpassing in incredible degree the ardent supplications and sanguine aspirations of her parents, Chief Jacob Sogboyega Odulate, alias “The Blessed Jacob”, the proprietor of the “Alabukun” brand and Madam Sekumade Odulate, for their infant born in the historic land holding exclusive boast to the majestically imposing “Olumo” rock, that she would be bequeathed with a healthy, blessed and successful life. Little did they envisage that their daughter would ascend the outstanding rungs of the exemplary into an extraordinary realm of reverberating success, unparalleled in many dimensions. Neither did they foretell that their offspring had been apportioned a destiny of fame and unbeknownst to them, such was the alignment of stars, in perfect order forecasting her legendary stature.

The explication of the enormous import of her unique life’s trajectory requires juxtaposing in unvarnished appraisal the achievements in her life with the prospects of a baby of the female gender born in Abeokuta in 1932. At this point, permit me to pray for absolution from my Ladies and Lords temporal of my beloved “Egba” land and my kin should it be construed that by those expressions I seek not to extol the noble and distinguished heritage of our forebears. To the contrary, long live the magnificence and heritage of “Egba” land. To illuminate further, the considered intent of the representations is to extinguish the vacuous notions that the breadth of one’s destiny is conclusively circumscribed by the geographic coordinates of one’s birth, or the full prospect of the female child is abjectly confined by the inheritance of her gender, and furthermore, that existence in Africa is so patently manacled by unabating constrictions that any triumph in life is completely and haplessly emasculated for aye. Such fallacies have been utterly annihilated by the luminous trajectory of our mother’s trailblazing. An unconquerable pioneer who not only dared to reach for celestial territories, but irrefutably assumed the stunning essence of stardom through her inexorable and superlative pursuit of exceptional enterprise.

From the environs surrounding her illustrious father’s towering home in Abeokuta to the astounding sequences of her indelibly etched successes, a recital of the congregation of her celebrated laurels, pointedly highlight the noteworthy dividend resulting from her scrupulous incarnation of grit and grace. Every task, irrespective of scope, accorded the same intensity of purpose and precision to assure the uncompromising success of the outcome. And, in extraordinary personification of an archetypal singular focus on the diligent prosecution of her abilities, towards conquering the pinnacle, an avalanche of achievements dutifully ensued. Such emblematic persistence of competence combined with intrepid prowess systematically eroded any misconceptions of diminutive prospects being conjoined to her simply by virtue of her gender, race or continent. Rather, our mother soared, in defiance of stereotypical confinements, with meteoric ascent into, and asserted full and permanent residence with, the galaxy of stars. In characteristic fashion, accentuating that landscape of innumerable accomplishments and illustrative of the preeminent array of recurring commendations attending her existence, and further, as irrefutable evidence, is the distinction as the first female Senior Advocate of Nigeria. Yet, such astronomical achievement four decades ago, is symbolic of our mother’s outstanding expedition, for she meticulously pursued her talents according to the tenets of the holy scriptures in Saint Matthew in the parable addressing the mandate attached to talents. And therefrom, such faithful industry yielded a steady deluge of accolades, which in roaring and recurring pattern became her designated trademark. A phenomenon of galactic proportions indeed.

Epic is her stalwart commitment to the absolute fulfillment of the maximum potential of her astounding aptitude, that despite the persistence of the whirlwinds of a sustained turbulence and the malignant vituperation seeking to unsuccessfully enervate, as an avowed survivor, our mother elevated herself above the inauspicious frothing bile, by charmingly impeaching the venomous rendition of a malevolent tempest. Instead of retracting as vanquished by life’s tribulations, she adroitly opted for steeled fortitude and embraced the rewarding challenge of rigorous enterprise and the triumphant allure of victory, to ascend into dimensions now rendered into chronicles and irrefutable manifestos of incandescent inspiration. Thus, the consummate life blueprint of our mother’s celebrated pilgrimage serves as irrevocable navigational compass for us and hosts to emulate.

Undoubtedly, when the microscope of history dissects the inscription of the sedulous mettle bequeathed to her, and passionately employed, to excellently contend with the maze of life, incontrovertibly, it will unbiased verily render account, as an unassailable attestation that the female child of “Ake” born into the “Alabukun” Dynasty almost ninety years ago and who became motherless at the age of two, in enthralling manner:

  • Ascended the peak of scholarship;                                                                     
  • Attained the pinnacle of her profession;
  • Accumulated commendation in riveting fashion;
  • Attracted applause echoing with admiration;
  • Assumed the exceptional essence of propriety;         
  • Accomplished unbelievable and recurring feats;
  • Achieved recognition beyond imagination;
  • Advocated vociferously for social justice;
  • Adorned a nation with international laurels; and
  • Acquired faith of an impressive dimension.

All of which were embarked upon with that vintage quantum of grace and legendary onslaught of her formidable intellect that are the hallmark of her remarkable being. Transcending all, remaining a steadfast disciple of God’s faithfulness and an absolutely devoted mother without equivocation. Although, her mother was lost to her at a tender age, yet her older sister and our big mother, Chief S. O Odesanya, the matriarch of the “Alabukun” Dynasty has been present since that fateful night as a loving anchor to that heritage. And in the decades that would ensue, our father, Professor Emeritus Toriola F. Solanke, so aptly described by our mother, as constant as the Northern Star and an Officer and a Gentleman, became her steadfast companion through his life, encouraging her decades ago to establish her Alabukun Law Chambers, indeed as a beacon of spousal devotion and certainly magnitudes more.

And thus, was it the imposing nature of “Olumo” rock that she beheld as a child and speaks of with fond nostalgia or the illustriousness of her influential father, or the wonder of her father’s orchards or the tragedies of her life including the early and traumatic loss of their beloved older brother Dr. Olukoya Odulate or her inherent penchant to “Reach For The Stars” or the amalgamation of life, that galvanized her to pursue eminent heights, and catapulted her in perpetuity into a restricted but internationally famed orbit of profiles of excellence. As that debate continues, as it assuredly will, the indisputable fact is that our mother through the vestment of courage and application of her incredible acumen achieved astronomical dimensions, notwithstanding the insidious machinations of circumstance, and thereby established an enduring paradigm for victorious success worthy of sonnets resonating through time.

BALLAD: A Legacy of Indelible Fame – A Uniquely Recurring Phenomenon

The gravitas and magnitude of the elevation four decades ago to Learned Silk

And the significance of the prevailing longevity of the marvelous milestone,

Still reverberate with thunderous acclaim through the storied narratives

Of the Inner Bar, legal profession and a nation profoundly captivated by the

Dazzling persona of Chief ‘Folake Solanke, SAN, who affectionately heralded

As “Lady SAN” in a professional realm populated by gentlemen, resides compelling.

The momentous feat underscores not only the incontrovertible fact, that rare intellect, is

Not the exclusive province of one gender, as the expansiveness of her perspicacity, and

Expertise of her courtesies categorically projected her to an elevated status therein.

In similitude to her iconic father, whose innovative creation continues to span

A century and beyond, to the benefit of legions and thus cementing his permanence

In the global firmament, the First Lady SAN, likewise, through adeptly acquiring

An awesome constellation of laudable accomplishments was transfigured

Into an astoundingly immovable fixture in the landscape of humanity, as an

Inspirational lodestar of exemplary sagacity and dignified comportment, and also

Despite the tenacity of any tribulation, still soaring, and motivating generations to excel.

And thus, with the vestment of daring enterprise, she rendered full and humble homage

Consistent with the “Alabukun” legacy perpetuating that noble quest for preeminence.

With resolute approbation and eternal adulation,

We remain, devotedly and forever,

Your loving descendants “First in Time”

Dr. Yemisi Solanke Koya, Esq. Golden Poet © All rights received.

MBBS, LLB, BL, MPH, JD

This 4th day of March 2021, the eve of four decades as a Senior Advocate of Nigeria.

For and on behalf of:

Babatunde Solanke                        Dapo Odesanya & family

Olubusola Solanke                         Yetunde Cardoso & family

Dr. Ibikunle Koya                           Bimbola Wright & family

Oyinade Koya                                 Yomi Adebo & family

Feyisope Koya Binuyo                   Adeyinka Binuyo

Moyosore Koya                               Ariyo Yemisi Binuyo

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Reflect Nigeria – Chibok Horror Compounded by Dapchi Terror!

Amid the darkness of the gloom

Nothing but despair abounds

In the wilderness of the arid

Drought of feigned existence,

Where no hope subsists,

Do the Chibok and now Dapchi girls find

The extreme disillusionment

Of persistent hopelessness,

That more time evading and counting

All hope, has but evaporated into

The disintegrating dust of time,

To where existence is meaningless,

And has the ironical value of the unrelenting

Real and abiding grief of total bondage and servitude.

Will nobody aid them still…

YemilBenjoy ©

Updated March 11, 2018

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Reflect Nigeria No Rooms to Confine Us…

Heehee… I don’t know which party my wife belongs but eh… she belongs to

MY kitchen and MY living room and the OTHER room…

 

The gravity of unfortunate utterances, sometimes

Echoes the enormity of cataclysmic regression, tragically

Rippling beyond the demeaning configuration of syntax

And sadly reverberating in fervent crescendo through the

Globalization of dissemination of instantaneous news,

Inauspiciously portends the oblique reality of the unfulfilled

Odyssey towards full recognition of all human rights.

 

Thus, a president’s commentaries, otherwise considered as

Conveying the solemnity of the advancement in optimism

By allaying fears, and elevating aspirations of a disconsolate populace,

Rather, diminish a gender, by electing to emasculate any vacillating

Progress, declared in accord with sacrosanct inalienable rights,

Further fragmenting the essence of meager hope, lying prostrate

In the forlorn vestiges residing within certain aspects of a nation.

 

As such, the sardonic words of the Nigerian President…

Paradoxically spoken to his female counterpart, miserably

Communicated to his citizens and the world, no respect,

But censoriously categorized the nation’s First Lady, by description,

To the ignominious equivalency of a belonging, a mere chattel,

Devoid of independence and human dignity, assigned by others, for

Their use to rooms, in which she neither owns nor has any property value.

 

Alas, the bell for social justice loudly tolls; to engage in concerted effort

The quest for reclamation of any tangible progress previously gained, and to

Negate the irreverent milestone propagated by the untoward vituperation

Which in derisive posture, attempts to devalue the essence of humanity and

Self-determination, freely bestowed on all, but is injudiciously circumscribed

By reprehensible might and circumstance; lest the downward degradation

Resonate in permanent habitation to the lasting detriment of all humanity.

 

Dr. Yemisi Solanke Koya Esq., Golden Poet ©

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Reflect Nigeria – Sex Trafficking’s Conspiracy of Evil  

What gives anyone the right to steal the virtue and dreams of girls, just because they are girls. To regard them as insignificant in the scheme of life, other than being considered, vessels simply for the sexual gratification of others and consequently treated with utter disdain and unbridled contempt. Why are they discarded as remnants of society, sold in the market square of horror for the delight of others, just because they are girls.  Why should some believe that they can define the role of girls and limit their expectations and truncate their aspirations?

The atrocity of the human trafficking of girls is sustained by accomplices to the conspiracy of evil. The contemptible buyers willing to purchase girls drive their reprehensible sale. Those who purchase innocence and subjugate the girls are equally as culpable as those who abduct and sell them. There is no distinction in the repugnant refrain – I did not abduct and sell, I only bought a young girl and forced her to become a sex slave. Relegating the female children of the world to lives of rape, sodomy, domination and subjugation in the back alleys of life’s existence is a blight on humanity.  This injustice must not be condoned by inaction.  Citizens of the world must continue to unite in one accord to stamp out irrevocably the scourge of sex trafficking.

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Reflect Nigeria – Find Our Treasure

Praying for the safe return of Nigeria’s 234.

 

Let us now in desperate and grim realization attempt to

Focus on the magnitude of the horrendous that continues

To escalate and engulf the existence in the country called Nigeria.

How can the essence of the nation survive this unrelenting onslaught…

 

Alas, which of the detestable will cause the collective again to demand relief.

Will it be the death trap that stretches its clutches across the expressway

Once ironically designed to provide safe passage from Ibadan to Lagos.

Or the bombings of sanctuaries of worship where many perish in services, or

Death by diseases otherwise successfully managed elsewhere around the globe.

Or the degradation of educational standards from the lack of vision to the

Continued loss of the eager youth, and profound detriment of the nation.

Or the lack of running portable water amid of the absence of electricity

The latter, resulting in high tone deafness from constant noise pollution

Generated by the fixtures of survival attempting to illuminate darkness.

Or the refuse dumps that litter the landscape like monuments to garbage,

The welcome refuge, for vermin of all description and cultures of pestilence.

Or the bombings shattering lives of the citizens embarking on life’s daily toil.

Or the unimaginable slaughter of the innocent boys seeking knowledge

Amid the school halls and classrooms where youthful vigor should flourish.

 

Nay, all that suffices not for a nation to suffer, for the siege on hope

Determined, took ghastly form beyond the contemplation of despair itself

And laid before us adversity intent to ravage the invaluable treasure

Of the nation, our youth, our future and promise of tomorrow…

No, the calamities unremitting continued whilst the authorities slept.

Thus the number 234, the loathsome figure now synonymous with DREAD

In a foreseeable act of abominable monstrosity, swept through a school

And inflicted more violence on the sanctity of the classrooms, where

Youthful laughter should intersect with intellectual curiosity for the

Advancement of self and to the enduring benefit of the nation.

The atrocity, sending shockwaves through the tattered and bloody fabric

Of the society, in repugnant manner, hence haunts the daily existence of a nation.

 

Yet, after the horror…

Where were the officials in appropriate sackcloth for lamentation.

Where was the immediate declaration of a state of mourning.

Where was the decisive proclamation deploying all measure of troops to

Embark on the mission, to rescue our future from the captors, to assure

The aghast nation, that the welfare of the people was of paramount concern.

Rather, the aftermath was laced with misrepresentation and vacillation

To the further disillusionment of the parents and disbelief of the nation.

As mothers wept and fathers gnashed their teeth, some inept officials

Charged with the responsibility of stewardship of the nation, floundered

And some could still celebrate, board jets and drink, and dared to sleep

In the comfort of homes fortified by legions that should be searching

For our girls, who in that cursed forest, no freedom nor solace can embrace.

 

Why should the Nigerian flag still fly.

Why are lights in state houses not dimmed.

Where are the resignations in the wake of this enormity.

Or has it escaped reason that a mammoth disaster has befallen the nation

That this, in all form of description is an unspeakable  national tragedy.

Or does their callous indifference know no bounds.

Where was the swift response to the assault on innocence.

Or do they in vain, believe the plight of the girls is nothing short of

Dehumanization, extreme hardship and unimaginable cruelty.

Do some in governance still seek to ignore the glaring obvious

Or are they so inoculated with apathy that the stark evades them.

 

When other nations unwavering, search for their missing and presumed dead,

Let all forcefully make bold declaration in one accord on this matter.

That the failure to prevent the dreadful and the ineptitude in its vortex

Constitute a reprehensible blot of incalculable proportions, on one nation,

Warranting scathing and persistent international condemnation, as such

Rightfully castigating the nation, found so terribly wanting and wantonly unprepared,

In its manifested lack of fortitude to search for its living, and its future,

So violently abducted from within the heart of its own territorial boundaries.

 

Dr. Yemisi Solanke Koya ©

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