RED: TALE OF THE TEMPTRESS

Knock Knock! Knock Knock! I knew who it was but I paid no attention to it.
It took a snap-slap to knock me off my transfixed stare into the abyss.
"Oh it was nothing serious I told my buddie" when he asked where I was.
Lost in lust, my mind held no restraint to its sail - having a piece of her that was left.

Daddy Daddy! Daddy Daddy! Their voices echoed one after the other with drowning excitement.
Sooner their voices reverberated in silence, overshadowed by tiny snores.
My cute princesses - they wanted to have their night-dance routine but got ignored again - 1 week.
The grotesque on my wife's face was as a puzzled Pandora box.

Thump Thump! Thump Thump! My heart raced when she walked into my office at closing hours.
Startled, I watched her motion towards me with fixed gaze just like I imagined.
Unbuckled! The first, then second and the third button... Day 1, Day 2, Day 3...
My wife found out but spoke tear streaked silence... Night after night; sniffs and sobs my lullaby.

Day 365, Day 366... Alone in my grave emptiness - wife, triplets even temptress, all at bay!

BLUE - TALE FROM YESTERDAY

Are you out of your mind? Leaving??? I yelled hoping he never did... 

Today I replay that moment every night for the past 6 months

I feel like strangling her every time I see her: forgiveness a distant mile away
I dine in my sobs and eat gravel-bread of bitterness - I pray for grace to let go
The “over” word still hurts knowing he later got married to my best friend.

Taking a bow...

Mild, yet a wild beast I dread; devouring its prey without even a growl
Tempted to choose hell as against battling the attempt to make my life a living hell
Of what essence or what gain if I'm to die while trying to make a living
Bills to pay boss to face, striving hard yet, a victim of being singled out
How much is the cost of my joy or what can I exchange for acceptance?

Wishing there was a miracle...

It wasn't her birthday yet she was trending on my BBM contacts
Every single update I saw triggered an outburst of rage and tears
Show yourself you coward, I dare you to come as a man - fist for fist
You showed no known signs during our courtship, nor honeymoon
Now the snitch that you are, you came for my wife and unborn child - Cancer.

YELLOW: TALE OF THE TIDES

That fateful night when life's eyes shed two streams of separate tears.
The beauty of one was bringing you to life and anguish of the other which was taking hers
Streaks of salty fluid made its path on you; partially washing her blood stains off you
Your shrill subdued her quiet sobs as she made her way to where you came from.

Caressed by the pangs of excruciating pain and her fleeting breath
Echo of her joy was reverberated while holding closely to her bundle of joy
Genetics successfully passed her charming dimple-traits from her cheeks to yours
Such beauty to reproduce oneself on exit only to suffer the gift of a day's sight.

Rays from the sun hit my pupils, accompanied by warm tears to cool my hurting eyes.
Separated by 6ft between two worlds where she lay I recount the story of her.
On this side dear one, today can be life, wealth, joy but tomorrow; no guarantee - nothing.
Like the rise and fall of the tides, life can't be too fair or cruel is just what it is.

BROWN – TALE OF TWO RIGHTS

Walking into their house, I got welcomed not even by a short-changed pleasantry… At first I thought it was a video shoot but I saw no cameras on set. I asked for an explanation.

Femi: She pays attention to everyone and everything but me and still has the guts to say she can’t share me anymore… Madness!!!

Tega: All I've ever done is to encourage him to be better'. If that’s a crime, is better I take my leave (in tear-patched voice).

Femi: She always makes me feel inadequate. Do more, you can be better... I think of that and drive myself even harder but she doesn't seem to appreciate my efforts. I'm sure she has always wanted someone better.

Tega: I boast and brag about him in the face of my family and friends out there. Getting home I try to encourage him to be better but what do I get? He shuts me out. I can't be second to anything or anyone.

I took their hands, pulling them together. I said our greatest fears often times tend to drive our greatest desires or pursuits. Most men are at their lowest when they sense the vibe of inadequacy. Most Women on the other hand is likely to push the distress button at the scent of threatening insecurity.

Tega don't make him feel inadequate and Femi, don't make her feel insecure.

A crystal clear communication is what you should work on as you never get so much out of accusations. 

Just like two wrongs; two rights don’t always make a right.                    

TRIBUTE TO KEFEE

You know what, call it self-deception but I choose to stick to what my belief.

I was hoping for a miracle, praying every chance I got as you journeyed to the other side

I tell emerging artistes what you told me whenever I get a chance; to maximize every opportunity to do a free show or ministration portraying the old truth…

“If you see a man diligent in his business he will stand before kings and not ordinary men”

Simplicity was your hallmark and your openness was exceedingly transparent

You worked hard giving everything your best yet, contentment was your watchword.

I always wanted to hear DC Envoys after their split and you shared how important it was getting them back to feature in Who Get Ear ft DC Envoys, Akpororo.

You did your best anyways and improvised where you had to but trust me, you are a seeker of peace.

You wanted to bring people together as much as possible – which showed in everything you did.

I told Anny a few days ago, that to me you are still alive – in my heart I guess in our hearts at large.

I fight my tears from falling but I believe you are in a better place called heaven a better side of life.

As for my belief you are still alive, as in our hearts; memories of you continue to live.

SPILL...

On that fateful day, I woke up to see a world that's up-side-down.

The earth surface displaced the clouds and a busy city, the stars. 

I discovered a pleasant soothing beneath my feet, tender yet firm

Just when I thought the sun and moon were out of sight

Carefully resting on the clouds, I dared a leap after a gentle stride

Hence I spill my MonAmi of Mon’Amie

a sun flip side moon

Masculinity in the purest feminine form like summer in winter jacket. An emblem of beauty and bravery, brains braided with humility 

Blessed are you and he who harbours your treasures of gold in frames of silver

14:04:14 - THE DARK JOURNAL

Blind Widow: Why me, oh my pikin... keeping her gaze to the sky she asked God why didn't He take her instead? Lying next to her was the bread winner of the family - a 7 year old hawking in order to afford the daily bread for her blind mom and herself in almost unrecognizable look. Everyone around her couldn't fight the tears from falling.

Dumb Boy: (repeated blabbing and rapid hand movement) He witnessed the whole incidence from afar off and was struggling to tell the tale. No one understood his sign even though he kept at it, trembling in shock. Some minutes later, a junior student showed up and said he beckoning on his younger brother who was playing behind the buses that was engulfed by the explosion but now, he is no more.

Awaiting Father: My star, oh my little star... On getting a call from his pregnant wife who mustered the last courage to dial his mobile number, he raced down only to meet her lifeless body. Weeping with a loud voice, he hugged her tightly and noticed his unborn baby making some movement. After a quick surgery to rescue the little girl, she didn't make it beyond 10 seconds after birth who also suffered severe heat burn from the deceased mother.

Clusters, media clusters, the nation wails and marvel in shock. Today agony has ceased from being an idea or some emotions but was felt when men derail the path of being humans into monsters; dead to any human feeling.

The various tales from the bomb blast both written and unwritten in this dark journal is dedicated to all those affected by the bomb blast.

No human or religion has the right to take another man's life. Laws are made to serve humans and not humans serving the law.