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FEAR

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God has a plan for you and He will overcome any fear that may be in your way. Just remember to stay true to being you because in your weakness, God's glory will shine through.



Michael Agnew

The Hunger Song

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The source of my hunger,  I need to look into,  Is it boredom I wonder,  Or just the thoughts of you,  Find what you love and let it kill you. Food, I love you so kill me already, will you? 
I want to try every food,  From the North to the South,  Be it gulped, swallowed or chewed,  I hope I don't die with food in my mouth,  The new drop and old drop of drinks I crave  The hot drop and cold drop from cradle to grave.
People are working hard so they acquire luxury things,  I am working hard so I eat anything,  From drinks to junks to chicken wings,  I try my thirst board at everything,  Find what you love and let it kill you.  Food, I love you so kill me already, will you? 


                                                                               Saefhenry Osas

Nwin-Nwin: The Legend Begins

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In Africa, the sun rises and sets without warning, and the winds blow through the old forests with the songs of legends, the marks of their passing staining the blood-red sands.


And some of those legends are true.


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In the old Edo, the first true black civilization, the empire was home to many tribes and cultures. Bound together by the Obas who ruled after the era of the Ogisos, the sky kings, it stretched almost five thousand miles in either direction; from the steppes of the Dahomey to the swamps of the Niger Delta. Within were the Itshekiri, the Etsako, the proud Ijaws and Urhobos, the noble Esan, the big and powerful Binis and the Igbos both west and east of the Niger River. All paid homage to the Oba and in turn were blessed by him, for the Oba was more than just a man, the Oba was king, the Oba was god on Earth.


Oba ghato kpe e!


The Bini empire was called Edo and it was powerful, the envy of the neighboring kingdoms to the west and the north. Their trade guilds employed th…

FAIRLY USED WEARS

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They can have your loyalty may be,
Provided it saves you money,
You are almost stranded, baby,
Running out of lies just buy tokunbo already.

Oh, look! She’s gladly rocking her second hand,
Or okrika as we Africans do call it,
So creative she’s dressed like the queen of England,
Slay mama this slay mama that.

They all think she’s wearing a million dollar suit from Scotland,
Well, it actually requires less a pay,
Her blazer is even labeled River Island,
We both laugh out loud at the end of the day.

                                   saefhenry osas

DEATH'S PRIDE

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Once I accept a client I protect him, There are no expenses it’s a free service, He cannot think feel or dream, He gets so lonely yet not nervous, The dead stay dumb and completely tarnished, My clients end up in a box mission accomplished.
I take thousands of clients in seconds, With a guarantee of secrecy and silence, I’ve offered a change of scene to millions, I’ve given hope to some sick ones, Still, no one hopes to see my face, Not even James Hadley chase.

Knock knock who is there I feared, Oh, it’s your loved ones offering flowers most rare, Sorry human he’s safer dead, Leave the flowers on the grave he knows you care, You don’t have what it takes to make this corpse walk, Even you have got a short time to live true talk.

Saefhenry osas

WHEN RIGHTS BECOMES PRIVILEGES

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Our city is painted with thoughts and feelings,
Take it or leave it is your sentiment,
For it is all about silver and gold in their dealings,
Instead of working for improvement.
With anger, my heartbeat is pounding, Cos it's election time and the usual story will soon be unfurled
Blatant rudeness abounding, Where officers think they rule the world.
20 hours electricity is now a privilege, Access to good roads and water is a dream,
Free health care is wishful thinking,
What a waste and loss to humanity.

UPPER HAND

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He sells love to women,
She sells love to older men,
Unlike her husband, he listens to her calls it hustling,
She takes care of his needs for the sake of surviving,
They say they are under the upper hand.

Five years after graduation,
Been telling loved ones to hold on,
It’s another year again,
Now he betrays older women for the gain
He says he’s under the upper hand.

I have been stuck in my daydream,
To be among the A team,
My face seems to be shrinking,
My mind is crumbling,
But I am still under the upper hand.

We all want to be in the upper class,
That’s why the worst things in life come free to us,
We all go crazy for a couple grand,
Forgetting we will all return to sand,
At the end of the day, we are all under the upper hand.

                                                 saefhenryosas

VIBE THE LYRICS- CHANGE BY TRACY CHAPMAN

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If you knew that you would die today If you saw the face of God and Love Would you change? Would you change? If you knew that love can break your heart When you're down so low you cannot fall Would you change? Would you change?
How bad how good does it need to get? How many losses how much regret? What chain reaction What cause and effect Makes you turn around Makes you try to explain Makes you forgive and forget Makes you change Makes you change
If you knew that you would be alone Knowing right being wrong Would you change? Would you change? If you knew that you would find a truth That brings a pain that can't be soothed Would you change? Would you change?
How bad how good does it need to get? How many losses how much regret? What chain reaction What cause and effect Makes you turn around Makes you try to explain Makes you forgive and forget Makes you change Makes you change
Are you so upright you can't be bent if it comes to blows Are you so sure you won't be crawli…

FLYING

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Something in altitude kindles power-thirst Mere horse-height suffices the emir Bestowing from rich folds of the prodigious turban Upon crawling peasants in the dust Rare imperceptible nods enwrapped In princely boredom. I too have known A parching of that primordial palate, A quickening to manifest the life Of a long recessive appetite. Though strapped and manacled That day I commanded from the pinnacle.
Of a three-tiered world a bridge befitting The proud deranged deity I had become. A magic rug of rushing clouds Billowed and rubbed its white softness Like practiced houri fingers on my soul, And through filters of its gauzy fabric.
Revealed wonders of a metropolis, Magic-struck to fairyland proportions. By different adjustments of vision I caused the clouds to float Over a stilled landscape, over towers And masts and smoke-plumed chimneys; Or turned the very earth, unleashed From itself, a roaming fugitive.
Beneath a constant sky. Then came A sudden brightness over the world, A rare w…

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