Tuesday, July 21, 2015

THE TIME HAS COME



…by Poetic Tee “Here, take a sip”

As March 28th, 2015 Elections stem
If I should emerge President of Nigeria
First of all, I'll switch off the whole system
A sobering part of the fireworks euphoria

I'll freeze all resources, human inclusive
Bring everything to complete stand still
I'll walk the maze taking notes, decisive
Have a full grasp of all problems, a thrill

I'll decide fully what needs to be done
How to go about doing it with precision
Who and who needed to do the "Done"
What necessary sacrifice for the mission

Where, when to do what, for how long?
Check my forecast of outcomes, results
Fixing square pegs where they belong
Many experts I must indulge, consult

Once convinced it’s worth it, then it’s over
Since a project roadmap for it, I will draw
Sentiments will be shredded for any lover
Retard catalysts in mixes, we will withdraw

Set mentally, physically, psychologically
I'll then switch the chaotic system back on
None will know, for it'll happen automatically
Courage, resilience, valor, we must summon

Project execution as planned commences
Holding citizens all together, accountable
Witch-hunting a waste, what use is nemesis
Soon our collective effort will be profitable

I and our citizens will take this comatose
To a priceless progressive point of no return
None is in doubt we are lost, so I propose
Discipline, commitment, each’ll take its turn

A nation that inhales, exhales one breath
We’ll be revived, a single whole, free of phobia
A solid brick wall, across our length and breadth
Soon citizens will say with pride “I am, Nigeria!

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ARCHITECTURAL POETRY


...by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"

Architecture is not science, nor is it art
It is but a combination of both, in parts
It is a scientific art or an artistic science
An expression of the sub-consciousness
In the conscience of the conscious soul
Defining man and his proud civilization.

(c)2015 tijjani m. m.
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THRASH MANY DIE FOR



...by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"

I am discovered
A thrash dump full.
On the surface
An ugly camouflage.
Beneath a light shield
Safe-guarding a glow.
Stenching a smell
Millions pay to sniff.
Oozing forth thick puss
Minds collect for keeps.
I wonder what this is
So valuable, many die for.

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THOUGHTS, DEEP WITHIN



...by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"

I have an understanding of life
Beyond my wisest of comprehension.

Much as we struggle to shine
It’s but a strive towards our extinction.

Ask the candle about its purpose in life
If you understand me not.

It is foolhardy for a well digger
To make progress digging into the earth.

Every breath taken, one less inhale counted
One more accounted for.

I see people fight, where such fights
 Should be happening within them.

It's not the smartest that's the richest
Nor is it the dullest, the poorest.

A cry is a tool used to carve out
Sadness or joy from stirred emotions.

(c)2015 tijjani m. m.
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JASMINE MYSTERY



...by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"

Wonders of jasmine mystery, pulsate
Drunken doo bees, lost in yawn of sunset
Jungle of snowflakes, a snake fake ache
Mambarous tree of blunder stows
Invisibly molded grooves of fangs
Sepulchre razzes cover dungeons, caves
Reveals of light in depths of seven oceans
Letting sink oysters homing pearls of Jada
Stars born of heaven womb, cast off Troy.

(c)2015 tijjani m. m.
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