POLITICAL ANIMALISTIC!!!

Once upon a time, in the animal kingdom, somewhere in the jungle of Africa, there was a yearning to elect a king that would command the respect, and command authority of every animals of this world. Some among the animals felt elephant, because of his hugeness, would be the most appropriate to be the king. Hence, he was nominated. Some of the animals felt that Tiger, because of his boldness, should be made the king. He was also nominated. Some yet among the animals felt neither the Elephant nor the Tiger was appropriate. This group would rather prefer the Tortoise, because of his cunnings. They believe, the tortoise, with his tricks, would be able to manipulate human-beings and the amphibians. Therefore, Tortoise was also nominated. At last, three contestants: Elephant, Tiger, and Tortoise, emerged.

Campaign started with drumming and songs. From the Elephant camp, his supporters rang out the song seeking votes: (Ejeki afi Erin joba; Erekun ewele; Erin yio se daadaa; Erekun ewele…). TRANSLATION: (Let’s make Elephant our king; Easy does it; Elephant would make good; Our kingdom would be good: Easy does it)

The supporters of Tiger, countered with a recast or twist of this song, substituting Elephant’s name with Tiger’s: (Ejeki afi kiniun joba; Erekun ewele; Emase fi Erin joba; Erekun ewele; Erin yio teyin pa; Erekun ewele…). TRANSLATION: (Let’s make Tiger our king; Easy does it; don’t vote Elephant; He would trample you under; Easy does it)

Supporters from the Tortoise camp burst out in song: (Ejeki afi Ijapa joba; Erekun ewele; Nitori, Erin yio teyin pa; Erekun ewele; Kiniun yio payin je; Erekun ewele…). TRANSLATION:  (Let us vote the Tortoise; easy does it; Elephant would trample you under feet; Easy does it: Tiger would kill and eat you; Easy does it)

Not to prolong the story, election was done, and Tiger won. It quickly set up his cabinet, but unfortunately, biased to the Tiger families-Tigress, Lion, and Lioness. Swiftly, its reign doled out tyranny, killing, and cannibalism. Whenever he boomed everyone had to scamper for safety.

From this unto, the animals became conscious of their mistake to have elected the Tiger as king. However, the realization was just too late. The animals tried everything possible to depose the tiger, but till today, it has not been possible. Hence, the tortoise came back in song of mockery: (Se ao tiwipe kema fi Kiniun Joba? Erekun ewele; Erekun ewele! Kiniun npawa je; Tani ki a da lebi; Erekun ewele! Erekun, erekun; Erekun ewele!). TRANSLATION: (Hadn’t you been told not to vote the tiger? Easy does it; Now, he is killing you; who is to blame?) ==DEOLA

MAN’S DESTINY!!!

I was on the table;

Much engrossed;

With my blogging;

On the bed lay;

Propped up;

Is my angel;

Her back on a pillow;

Pillow against the wall;

She winked!

She called!

Deola mi!

Come, it’s time;

Come eat!

Come play e eh!

I beckoned to see;

On her chest board;

Dangles two mangoes;

Ripened in gold;

And on her lap;

Lays a pinkish apple;

O my god!

These are the prettiest fruits

I ever have seen;

In my entire life;

My hormone sparkled;

I feel tremor of;

Instant hunger;

I moved toward;

Cropped on my knee;

Crept up above her chest;

Devoured the mangoes;

Taste so sweet!

I exclaimed!

Climbed down to her lap;

Took bite of the apple;

So sweet!

Took the second bite;

My eyes opened;

A third bite;

I’m living forever;

I exclaimed!

She sighed,

She guided me;

Into a secret garden;

Through a keyhole;

Popped outward;

On the rear door;

Between hips;

She said, Deola:

“Peep inside”;

I did;

Saw a glowing;

Greenish space;

In moist aqueous;

Fenced in pink walls;

Its glow invited me;

My blood howled;

Seeing my fuss;

She said, Deola:

Come inside, now;

Out of the cold;

I inserted the key,

And entered;

Then, and suddenly;

It drizzled;

In warm shower;

Then, she whispered;

 Now, tell me, Deola;

In the Garden of Eden;

Is Adam wrong on Eve?

Go tell it to the world;

Upon the mountain;

Down in the valley;

The essence of life;

Is Love.

=DEOLA

CHILDHOOD ESSENCE!!!

Nigeria for me;

Shoulda been a home;

Home sweet home;

My heart often turns home;

I remember my childhood; 

I miss my friends;

I miss my cousins;

Miss the air full of sunlight;

Miss tropical rain;

Miss the harmattan;

Nature always at peace;

Without volcano;

Without tornado;

Miss the flag;

Its ever green-n- white;

Wonderland of groundnut;

Scenery of cocoa vegetation;

Shrubs of coffee and oil palms;

How sweet it shoulda been?

To be among my people;

Eating amala with:

Gbegiri and ewedudu;

Edikankon mix with ugba;

Gulping down with Guilder;

The real ultimate beer!

Under dongoyaro tree;

While Oliver de Coque;

Shunts out his guitar;

And his song:

“Mbiri o, mbiri kabiri”

(Live and let live);

Hah, liberty!

No snooping!

Even, the cops do!

My Yoruba kins yapping:

Humorous ngbati, ngbati;

"Ba ha yan" of hausa friends;

The greetings from Ibo friends:

Robison Atabule-

Men atabulestic Robin Osa!
"Igbo kwenu!"

“Una, kedu kodu!

Miss ya Benard Udeh;

Berekete show!

How’s Mr. Go-slow;

Bonneh and Osepataki?

Miss ya Segun Esho;

Esho mi Pataki;

Ijesa mesiogo, Osomaalo;

Omo Owa Obokun!

Miss ya Tony Bello;

Tony de memke!

U mosi teu;

Mo ki e lede Akunnu!

Miss ya Sunny Ojo;

Gulu Gulustique!

Miss love in diversity;

That which God;

Had joined together;

But, being put asunder;

By the very men;

Who we’d laid our hearts;

Yes, by the very men;

Who we’d shed our bloods;

The politicians!

The wolves in sheep’s clothes!

They offer us stones for bread!

==DEOLA. 

SWEET AFRICANE!!!

Hit it up, show it off;

Backside yeah!

Pretty ass!

Hit it up, show it off;

Beautiful legs!

Show it off, baby;

Hit it up, show it off;

Me carousing;

Blood howling;

Show it off, baby;

Yeah, yeah!!!

Eniola yi, wunmi yeye;

Mo ba lo!

Eniola yeye o;

Mo ba lo!

Bebere idi e, mabalo;

Mo ba lo!

Eniola yeye o;

Mo ba looooo!

=DEOLA

JUST A DREAM!!!

Did it to her again;

Feed her more;

Her arms clasped;

Round my neck;

Pulled me closer;

Her world on fire;

In soulful spin;

Head leaned on me;

She moaned;

Ooh, Dee!

Rock me gently;

Slowly, slowly;

You’re sweet oh

Feeling so good;

It’s so good,

Ooh Dee!

Sweet deola ooh;

Can't get enough,

Ooooh Dee!

I’m going wild;

Wild, o wild;

Falling free;

You and me,

Falling' free;

Satisfies my soul;

Feed me more;

Yea, Deee!

Ooh, it’s so good,

Taste so good oh;

You’re sweet, oh;

I feel love, Dee;

Heaven knows;

I never been rock;

Like this before;

Deola mine;

Never been rock;

Like this before.

==DEOLA 

==DEOLA 

ENGELLITE!!!

Twinkle, twinkle;

Shining star;

Imole agbaye;

Osupa ko pe meji;

Eniola, Arigidi mesiogo;

Aah! Ibi ife nso;

Ibi omo nso;

Moba e de'be o.

C’mon, always;

I will love you always;

I will make you mine;

Always, baby;

It is for always;

Till my very last days;

Till the end of time;

I will love you always;

Till the end of time. =DEOLA

DAZZLING!!!

She makes me going wild;

Wild, o wild and wild;

Rocking my world;

Me see an angel;

Beauty all round her;

O, she satisfies my soul;

O, me going wild;

Wild, o wild and wild…

She gives me loving;

Every day, every time;

Keeps me bubbling on;

She's my roots woman;

Finally got my bone;

She satisfies my soul;

O, me going wild;

Wild, o wild and wild…

She gives me loving;

Every day, every time.=DEOLA

Ooh;

It's so good, it's so good;

It's so good, it's so good;

It's so good;

Ooh;

Heaven knows, heaven knows;

Heaven knows, heaven knows;

Heaven knows’

Ooh;

I feel love, I feel love;

I feel love, I feel love;

I feel love….

==DONNA SUMMER

NAIJA MAGIC!!!

He’s coming back again;

O ferede o;

Oun padabo;

Eyin ko ha ri irawo re;

Loju sanmo;

Already shining onto;

Another stealing;

On the land;

Come and see;

Nigerian wonder!

Come-n-see,

African wonder!

RAP:

Tamedun, se tire;

O muuje, o lo;

Lakasegbe,  se tire;

O muuje , o lo;

Lagbaja, se tire;

Muuje, a tun lo;

Daliki-daliki;

Dali-shalia!

Jona’s coming back again;

O ferede o;

Oun padabo;

Eyin ko ha ri irawo re;

Loju sanmo;

Already shining onto;

Another stealing;

On the land.

Come and see;

Nigerian wonder!

Come-n-see,

African wonder!

RAP:

Babangida se tire;

O gb'ona Minna;

Shagari se tire;

O gb'ona Gusau;

Daliki-daliki;

Dali-shalia!

Jona’s coming back again;

O ferede o;

Oun padabo;

Eyin ko ha ri irawo re;

Loju sanmo;

Already shining onto;

Another stealing;

On the land;

Come and see;

It’s Nigerian wonder!

Come-n-see,

It’s African wonder!

RAP:

Gowon se tire;

O gb'ona Panshi;

Abubakar se tire;

O gb'ona Minna;

Daliki-daliki;

Dali-shalia!

Alamieyeseigha’s coming;

Back again!

Man turned woman

Is coming back again;

Yepa, oun padabo;

Man turned woman

Is coming back again;

Eyin ko ha ri irawo re;

Loju sanmo;

Already shining onto;

Another stealing;

On the land;

Come and see;

It’s Nigerian wonder!

Come-n-see,

It’s African wonder!

==DEOLA

A NATIONAL SHAME!!!

Me, I wanna tell ya a story; but before I go ahead, when I say “akuba”, I’d like ya to chorus: “oranyan.” Ok, ladies and gentlemen, 1, 2, 3, go: “acuba” “oranyan”. Eeba! Atoto, arere, alo mi alo o! Alo mi alo, motun gbe de o. Alo mi alo, alo mi alo; Motun gbe de o!

Once upon a time, the duckling president of Geniria republic of Africa had felt so bad about being the most cursed president on the face of this earth, this 21st century. He'd wondered why he could be so ridiculed. Even though, he deludes himself in the premonition that his name had brought good luck to Geniria, his fellow citizens yet mistrust and loathe him. What could he, perhaps, do? He had reasoned, and at last, had found a solution to this predicament from his subconscious mind: He had to change his name (Thannajo), and adopt a new name of Jan-mentsu-wang. Sound like Chinese? Yea! There ain't evil committed from a man wanting to rebirth. Even so, the bible sayest: "behold a man shall be born again." So, in his quest to rebirth, he had discussed and sought the approval of his party, and had gotten approved by every member, save one: Achimae (the priest of the heathens). Achimae had, vehemently, opposed him, saying: "Your Excellency, sir, Mr. president, I know you to be my kin from the royal priesthood of Onigo kingdom of Geniria. How come, then, your Excellency would choose to want to adopt a Chinese rather than any of our indigenous beautiful names passed down to us by our ancestors? Your Excellency, Mr. President! I am ashamed of you; and the god of our ancestor forbids me from lending you my credence. The President had to shout him down: "sharap (shut up), that is not carret (correct). I want to be Jang-wang-mentsu; because, I could sense why China is doing better in the comity of nations of the world...the Chinese have a laundered image from names that sound like a broken pieces of earthenware (Lee-cho-wang, Jan-tzu-chin, Zin-wang-Jang). So, priest Achimae, if you and the god won't lend me your support, I am content with the rest members of my party, who are ever ready to support me in all things." Thence, he charged Opabika from the priesthood of the Ikawa-Mob, saying: "go arrange ye, my name adoption ceremony, and have it scheduled to the African Union banquet. It gladdened the heart of Opabika, and he did as he was charged.

However, the President, on the eve of the ceremony, went on binge deep into the night. He got so drunk, slept, and drifted into Neptune, far away from the earth. He had forgotten his name adoption process necessitate him to repeat on oath the affidavit of his name adoption before the African Union Judge.

Not until suddenly, in his dream, he heard bang, bang, bang on the door, before he was aroused from his slumber. He struggled to get up, but alas, it was too late: Jang-mentsu-wang! The remnant of the wine and the cup on the table yielded to the resonating vibration of the bangs on the door. The bottles and cup fell and broke.

He surmounted composure, but unfortunately, "afefe ti fe, a ti ri furo adie. Shikena!" (The wind has blown, the perineal of the fowl is exposed. That’s all). The embarrassment could not be undone; but, he had another ace in his pocket. He waved the wand, and Priest Achimae cried out: “Egbami o, my life is in danger o!”

Eeba! Atoto, arere, alo mi alo o! Alo mi alo, motun gbe de o. Alo mi alo, alo mi alo; Motun gbe de o! It is my privilege to have been able to gist ya bout this happenings in the lower room of the spiritual underground of the African mafias.

==DEOLA 

MY ALLEGIANCE!!!

Is Nigeria not the land of ya birth?

Someone had asked me;

Sometime ago;

O yea. Nigeria’s the land o my birth;

I’m a Nigeria man;

Nigeria’s the land of my birth;

However, like other men;

I forever run away;

See them lot of stealing;

Kidnapping, bombing, killings;

Blood flowing, every day;

Nigeria’s the land o my birth;

I’m a Nigeria man;

But, I’d rather run;

Than someone get me killed;

Hunger everywhere,

Starving and death all around;

Nigeria’s the land o my birth;

I’m a Nigeria man;

But, now, I’m American man;

Here, I got freedom;

And nobody taunting me

==DEOLA