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Eni-agbala What is this I hear from your mouth? A tale of how Eru-iku wants you back? He's sorry he ever let you go? He really wants to be with you again? Eni-agbala! What is that I see in your eyes?Longing? Regrets about leaving Eru-iku? Wait! Uncertainty? You don't know if you want him back too? Eni-agbala! Have you so quickly forgotten? Really, how can you? Ah, but I would remind you Eni-agbala Eru-iku played games, and you were his pawn He did with you as he so wished Ah ah, how can you say you want to go back? Remember, Eni-agbala How you cried yourself to sleep so many nights He'd made you do things you didn't want to do And you felt rotten inside That particular night, you screamed out for help You were tired of the pain you felt And the shame that came after Have you forgotten? You were a total nobody When Ore-ọfẹ found you He heard your screams that night And he ran to save you He had always been lurking around, stalking you You were the one who didn't pay

Just a Seed of Thought Cole and his friends were on their way home from school and as had become their custom, they paused at A.D.T supermarket to get some edibles (some things to snack on), there was these pair of sneakers that was currently in vogue, they would get themselves a pair each, some new shirts because...ah (man must not be caught 'unfresh'), and some other junks that they didn't really need and that some of them couldn't actually afford, but would always get anyways, because... well, Cole would pay. He always did, whatever he bought, he got the same for each of his friends too and he had quite a lot of them friends. What? He did not have a problem with it, after all he had the money 🤷🏽‍♂️ errrm... actually..his father did but he didn't think that made any difference.. (my Father's money, my money) that was what he'd always told himself. Besides, if his father should die, everything, cancel that, almost everything would be his. It would have b

Miserable Exchange I had gone to do a little something at my old school (OBAFEMI AWOLOWO UNIVERSITY) and was on my way back home. I was only going to take a quick detour to the bank. Teachers, we hardly get the chance to do anything else than teaching. Our mornings are never free to allow us go to the bank and I had some money I had been wanting to deposit for a long time. Luckily, I got this chance to go back to school where I could easily do my transaction and be out quick to continue my journey and I was going to grab it. Now, quick information about OAU if you’ve not been there. Basically, you don’t have money if you don’t have ‘change’. ‘Change’ in school means: small denominations of money, e.g. ₦10, ₦20 etc. Nobody could be bothered to break big denominations for you. And big denominations begin from ₦50 and above. Knowing this peculiarity and knowing the least amount I had was ₦200, I had asked my friend who I stayed with to give me ‘change’. She only had ₦50, which I thought w

There's a reason we're Christians and the reason is Christ . It's just sad though that majority of Christians now just bear the title. "What's your religion?" "Oh! I'm a Christian". When are we going to understand that what we are doing is not and should not be merely RELIGION ? You hear things like 'Bornagain Christians'. Why do we have to emphasize that the Christian is one bornagain? Really, why? Because to me, a Christian is supposed to be born-again and if there's one that is not. He's really just not a Christian! Period! But you know, we have to put a demarcation between the real and the fake, so we say 'born-again Christian' I wrote this as a spoken word, my very first attempt at it. It's a reminder, of the reason why we are Christians and what our response should be. LOVE Let's go riiiight back to the start When nothing was up, Well….. at least that's what we know It’s a story about love, one about Grac

Unwanted Proposition "Hey Gift, How far na?" (How are you), Tina strolled into the room. "I'm fine..." Gift replied her friend absentmindedly and Tina noticed, but she decided to ignore her friend's 'downing' spirit, she had great news for Gift. "Guess what!" "What?" Gift asked in a bored kind of way. she was really in no mood for games, neither did she think she was interested in what Tina had to say (she only put up with her most of the time). But Tina will always ignore her obvious disinterest. "I got someone for you.." She said excitedly. Gift had absolutely no idea what Tina was going on about, 'What was Tina talking about? Someone for her?! Our lady continued though, "This man is fine and riiich" she dragged out the 'rich'. Now, Gift was just plain confused "And trust me, he'd give you anything, I mean, every single thing you want..." She droned on as she gesticulated with

It's me again So guys, I'm back! After almost a year, a month actually😁, but what's the difference?🤷🏽‍♀️ I've not given you guys a new post in a while and I wish I could say it's because I've been busy, but I can't. I mean, I've actually been busy but not enough to not be able to give you guys something. So.... This is me, saying sorry, (sobbing) I'm sincerely sorry for all the pain I've caused you😭 Pain Ke?😄 Okay, so that's been overly dramatic but I can't help the drama at times. What have I actually said in essence since you started reading this post? Nothing... Ehn? Wait! Did you just agree that I wrote 'nothing'? Really? If you know you agreed, I just really want to let you know that, that was the end of our friendship there. Yeah, it was good while it lasted buh I can't do this anymore😂 Drama again! I'm sorry guys, for wasting your precious time. Nope, 🙅not sorry at all, sure I didn't waste your time. Don&

Let us know who you are I had reason to travel, once upon a time (not too long ago), and as the bus I was in, reached a police checkpoint, I saw the driver had squeezed an amount of money and stretched his hand out the bus towards the policeman who was supposed to 'check' us. I watched as the policeman 'secretly' collected the money and pocketed it, it was so fast, you wouldn't believe anything occurred, if you weren't already watching like I was. Not too long after that, I watched again as we approached another checkpoint and the driver this time, brought out a 500 naira note, now obviously this is big money, so the driver had to linger for some 'change', I saw as this policeman searched his pocket for 'change' for our driver, without an iota of shame. I mean, I couldn't see any sign of "I shouldn't even be doing this" on his face, none at all. When he couldn't find 'change', he beckoned, sorry, shouted at another

How wicked can you be? "See me, see trouble o🤷, there's no food anywhere, the land is dry, people are broke. Myself, I've been managing the food we had left in the house, we've been eating it (my child and I) little by little, just once per day, there's no 'eating to get satisfied' now o, there's only 'eating to stay alive', and this man is asking me for food, as if he doesn't know what's going on in the country. Anyways, me I just told him that this is the last on me, this is the last food I have, I intend to bake this little thing (flour), myself and my child will eat it and get ready to die, because we have absolutely nothing left, nothing at all after this...... and guess what he replied, "...make mine first, then you can make for yourself and your child" 🤣, it's funny isn't it? I'm not even going to try to analyze the wickedness embedded in that statement. All I explained to this man meant nothing to him, I

I hate him! I wish he'd just die! Some weeks ago, I saw a pop-up on my phone, it was news that a certain someone had died. I couldn't believe my eyes, "Is he really dead?" I couldn't help the excitement I felt at the time, "you mean this man is finally dead. Thank God! If only all these people could be dying one by one, oh what Joy!" All these was what went through my mind when I saw the news, before I even discovered that the news was untrue and was only a click-bait. The man in question, I believed was a cruel man, very wicked. I had therefore built up my own hatred for him so much that I couldn't help the joy I felt at the possibility of his death. Even as I was thinking all that and actually saying some out loud, I began to ask myself deep down if I was in the right path of thought. I mean... It is natural to hate a wicked person and I didn't even have to consider what I wanted to feel about the situation, whether it was true or not, I just f

So what, if I don't dance "I didn't enjoy the Praise and Worship session today, the drummer was just playing what I don't understand, even the keyboardist, I don't even know what to say about the guitarist, maybe those instrumentalists all had a meeting to mess up today..... Infact, I did not just enjoy it ni, bla bla bla, this that this" Ehn, I know you can already tell that I'm about to do some ranting, and maybe you're thinking I'm here to trash instrumentalists, no no no, I'm all about you today, yes, YOU! What's your problem exactly? You don't like the way the instrumentalists played abi, and that's why you were just standing and looking, watching as if it was a show, a dry show, set up for you, you didn't even attempt to shake your body at all, you were that unimpressed, as if they were meant to impress you in the first place. But I have a question to ask you o, "ehn..... is it the instrumentalists you'd be dancin

Welcome to 'Blogging with Tunmife' Hmmm, " Writer's block " don't we all experience it? I've been thinking over the last few days, what exactly to write and you know what, my brain turned up blank each of those times and even right now you can tell that I don't yet know exactly where I'm going with this post, orrrr..... Maybe you can't 😄