Onabanjo Oladipupo
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Presidential Flight The president is flying But he is not fleeing Then he is running But he is not running away. The president grows wings Each time ISWAP strikes But he strikes hard When IPOB fights dirty Only he knows why. The president is wise To fly out of trouble Better not fish in trouble waters Or stay At home When the 'Boko boys' bully. The lame does not wait To witness a looming war He starts crawling early As soon as war drums sound At dawn he sets forth And leaves Aso chambers hol...
#FlavousofHome Ode to Ikokore Mountains of yam lumps Spread on China wares Like sentinels in battle They stand in pasty stew Of grilled mixture of condiments Seasoned in shreds of fish, meat and periwinkles Soaked in palm oil and seasonings Ikokore, the water yam porridge. When the House bubbles It's Ikokore day When mom and dad smile It's Ikokore time We are Ijebus from Ogun South West Nigeria Where Ikokore reigns supreme A celebrated stable of Ijebu Mouth watering paste of wonderful t...
Remembering Fela (2) FELA: LIFE AFTER DEATH By 'Dipo Onabanjo LAST Tuesday, Nigerians and Fela’s fans all over the world paid their last respects to the Afro-beat king as his remains were finally lowered into grave at his Ikeja, Lagos residence. For him, no more beatings by the police and "unknown soldiers", no more "Army Arrangement"; no more Yabis, no more Igbo (Indian hemp) and no more AIDS! And whatever "Double Wahala" his "Dedi Body" might have caused the Ransome-Kuti family, particularl...
FELA LIVES ON Remembering Fela (1) FELA: TIME FOR YABIS By 'Dipo Onabanjo When man see woman He hold im hand, He carry am go im house He carry am inside room And lock (u) door, gbam! The thing we dem dey do Behind the door Wey them lock with padlock, With key Na poi! - Fela, 1976 TO SOME PEOPLE, THE above lines are suggestive and vulgar. But only few can deny the truth behind them. The act described above is what many of us do everyday. What I intend to do today is Yabis, a la Fela Anik...
#FlavoursofHome Ode to Ikokore Mountains of yam lumps Spread on China wares Like sentinels in battle They stand in pasty stew Of grilled mixture of condiments Seasoned in shreds of fish, meat and periwinkles Soaked in palm oil and seasonings Ikokore, the water yam porridge. When the House bubbles It's Ikokore day When mom and dad smile It's Ikokore time We are Ijebus from Ogun South West Nigeria Where Ikokore reigns supreme A celebrated stable of Ijebu Mouth watering paste of wonderful...
Adieu, Baba Ilu! By 'Dipo Onabanjo The man died August 18th His heart burst And he flew away To be seen no more Except in dreams! Pa Jubrila Amereya Baba Ilu, patriarch of our village The eldest of the elders Head of hunters, wise and witty Kind, thorough and truthful Ogboju Ode who talked to the gods On our behalf he consulted the spirits He knew the secrets of the past And the abodes of the gods The pantheon of our forefathers Herbalist, moralist, spiritualist He healed the sick and the a...
Poem Adieu, Baba Ilu! By 'Dipo Onabanjo The man died August 18th His heart burst And he flew away To be seen no more Except in dreams! Pa Jubrila Amereya Baba Ilu, patriarch of our village The eldest of the elders Head of hunters, wise and witty Kind, thorough and truthful Ogboju Ode who talked to the gods On our behalf he consulted the spirits He knew the secrets of the past And the abodes of the gods The pantheon of our forefathers Herbalist, moralist, spiritualist He healed the sick and ...
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