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“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 ©
Hold not to the regret of yesterday
Rather in steadfast measure,
Cling to the promise of tomorrow.
For what futility of purpose does it serve,
To descend immobile, into the abyss of remorse
Yearning for what was lost or has not been,
More despair, in the company of bleakness.
Shake off the miserable melancholy and reverse
That energy into earnest utility, and towards
The unbridled optimism within the sphere of hope.
Yemil Benjoy ©
While the very hapless existence of the populace is exacerbated, and
Continues to be enormously plagued by the consequences of inept
Governance, which the longsuffering citizens of an otherwise blessed country,
In this century confront and without remission endure, amid the overwrought plight
Of the absence of constant electricity and illusive dribble of portable water
Alongside with the demise of salaries for the long-forsaken government workers,
Necessities, most ordinary, for simple human existence within the shores of a “Giant”,
Compounded now, by the foreboding and alarming escalation of the cost of food
Resulting in the intensified pestilence of hunger insidiously ravaging the erstwhile
Promising fabric of a society, seemingly a distant memory, of a forgotten mirage.
And as the beleaguered hope of competent and available healthcare for all
Unfortunately eludes the weary grasp of most of the distressed citizenry…
Then in intemperate, ever conspicuous and excruciatingly painful irony
The chief executive of the nation, a public servant, sworn to serve, not only
Takes inopportune refuge from all that is ailing the country in a foreign land,
No less, than the former colonial power, from which the inalienable right for
Independent government was wrestled from decades ago, to seek treatment
For a simple malady, while his citizens are relegated to the gamble of imposed fate.
Thus, by the very blatant official acquiescence, it signifies in obvious measure his
Unreserved lack of confidence in the regime over which he presides, and confirms in
Tragic and regrettable dimension, the vacuous hope, residing within the bemoaned land.
Forsooth, which Nigerian citizen has the ability to deploy the national treasury,
The property of the people, for their personal use, to travel at full expense of the
Demoralized masses, in fleets of jets and with the ubiquitous “per-diem” entourage,
While the burdensome cloak of lamentation detrimentally covers his forlorn people,
Even to the point of an early shroud and untimely grave, due to the atrocious lack of
Access to life-saving and sadly often the most rudimentary of medical care. As the
People languish under the onerous and looming fear of such grievous impediment
And the laboured wails of the public crescendo in desperation, accountability in the utmost,
Is demanded from the highest office with a real commitment to stay within the land towards
Faithfully implementing the remedy for what assails the domain, as glaring example, for
Any that assumes office in the true service of the well-being of the Nigerian people.
By Dr. Yemisi Solanke Koya, Esq. ©
Yet, public servants owe an unequivocal fiduciary duty
To serve, unreservedly as custodians faithful to the people.
But alas, some elected to serve to advance the nation
In diabolical measure violate the essence of stewardship, in
Blatant unabashed indifference to the canons of democracy.
For they, with and in wanton disregard contravene principles
Of oath of office, constitution they are sworn to uphold,
All concepts of morality and fundamental human decency.
When as albatross, on the neck of the populace, and as
Fettered chains, shackle Nigerians, to a legacy of the
Profundity of their ineptitude and voracious gluttony for
The wealth belonging to the masses and not to those who
By virtue of unfortunate circumstance, swarm the corridors
Of infamy, masquerading as an assembly of legislators.
For if it is not but malicious greed, how, when the citizens
Endure the harsh reality of increasing maternal and child mortality,
Diminishing optimism and five decades is the life expectancy;
Can some conjure up the unconscionable scheme of
Looting the national coffers in billions to buy 120 vehicles, in
A country, in 2016 where, citizens are condemned to the
Caricature of public transportation in flimsy contraptions with
No protection on the death traps camouflaging as roads,
The constancy of electricity is but a figment of a mirage,
Flowing portable water is as elusive as the illusion of progress
And education is at desperate and contemptible levels,
Causing the citizenry to lament the protracted despoliation
That has taken malignant root within the boundaries.
Forsooth, if the legislative contingent, in most despicable
Manner, embark upon an reprehensible conspiracy to
Deplete the community’s treasury while further subjugating
The masses under the scourge of oppression, ensuing from
Their seeming confusion, that contemptuous exploitation
Equates the proper discharge of their obligation, and that by
A mere outcome of an election, a custodian transforms into
An Illegal heir apparent, committed as vagabond to plunder
In discordant and unfathomable magnitude the funds of all.
Then the disconsolate and downtrodden masses should in
Concord, demand accountability with commensurate
Incarceration for those who breach the public trust through
Pernicious foolery and as pestilence foist a plague of despair
Upon those, who clutching to the promise within the veneer
Of a representative government, conclude disheartened
That the core assurance in the ideals of a democratic society
Has been violently decimated by the squandered fidelity.
Thus, the citizenry inherently vested with ownership of the
Collective resources and in whom the unabridged power
Of self-governance resides should with vigilance expose
In unwavering tenor, all the shameless decadence of officials
And every treacherous plot threatening the viability of the
Nation’s livelihood, until a crescendo peaks unabated, to revive
Uncontaminated justice, to rise as a refuge for the common people.
Dated this 24th day of January, 2016.
© Dr. Yemisi Solanke Koya, Esq.
So I sit and wonder why
Then I stand and contemplate how.
I take a walk, and consider what next
And, I wonder and wonder when
All things will align perfectly in my dream.
Yet, fail to take the steps forward to claim
That which is in the realm of all possibility…
Or even dare consider opportunities within the
Scope that appears daunting because of the unknown.
Then awakening becomes reality for alas ’tis I, myself,
In earnest, that must welcome my life anew and with
Warm embrace not as an occasional guest, but
As the very essence of my existence, with unyielding
Determination, to explore and surge forward indeed,
And to labour in hope towards that ever present dream.
For it is but true, that I must cultivate me, wholeheartedly.
If you are trying to shield yourself from what people
Will think or may say about your life’s journey…
Alas, it is nothing but an exercise in futility.
For we have no control over their actions or speech.
Rather expend that energy investing in you
And thrive and on the inherent possibilities.
Vicious is the apparatus of fear…
For it descends upon you with such awful might
Either in stealth manner or by insidious descent
Then in persistent measure seeks to erode, should one
Permit it to take permanent abode within one’s essence,
The body of hope that ought to propel each one
Into the absolute realm of possibility and beyond despair.
Reject the albatross!
The worth of one’s life is beyond the estimation of time
Live and embrace the full quantum of each moment.
Time itself, is an enigma.
Sometimes, it is in the present
Sometimes, in the old past
Often, memories of distant times
Feel very vivid, while recollections
Of the recent, appear apt to fade
More rapidly into the recesses.
Though intangible it may seem
Yet, within that very aspect, most
Dreams must thereto hold fast and
Plans advanced to capitalize on the
Dividend of hope amid each moment.