Fatoki, Oluwatobi O. Pray Poems

  • 1.
    Victory! Victory!! Victory!!! were the jubilations of June 12, 1993 witnessing the adjudged freest and fairest Democratic Presidential Election in Nigeria
    Late Justice Dahiru Saleh, your hands were tied I believed not minding that history will never forget your name
    Oh! What a day light robbery on our Democracy, SDP, Moshood Kashimawo Olawale Abiola and the entire Southern area
    General Ibrahim Babaginda, you might be rich today but since 24th June, 1993 that you announced the annulment till date, oh! Tell me, where is now your positive fame?
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  • 2.
    The journey of a thousand miles start with a step in history
    From the city of Wuhan has again surfaced a bitter story
    Epidemic down to Pandemic, the world now in disarray
    Pandemic lockdowns here and there, when again shall we mingle under the evening ray?
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  • 3.
    Under the revered Iroko tree, no one in those days joke with the food meant for the gods
    Irumole and ebora, just like laches and aquisance with fear of the big God no longer kill for their food
    Innocent victims now run helter skelter for un-called babalawo’s unimaginable foods against all odds
    Doing all sort of things for the fear of irumole and ebora in all manners beclouded to be good.
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  • 4.
    Just as the gallantry of ‘Araba’ is made a disgrace to ‘Iroko’ of a truth
    So shall I avenge my death and sufferings on their fruits down to their roots
    They cared for me like a chicken, but the next day; they slaughtered me like a fowl
    My blood! My blood!! When would thou cry for vengeance in fulfillment of my vow?
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Total 4 Pray Poems by Fatoki, Oluwatobi O.

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