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The breed which should surfeit of blood via verity bloodshedAs he'd reeled of the ikon crossings on 'em inner hall's wall
With their family tree fervent in frequency with seasons of feeding feast
"In so thousands of storeys you'd fall on cactus crust and yet roar like bear
With thy speed swift as the passage of cheetah in-form of electrical charge
And the thus thy approaching feet being the cuss causing shiver for our opposing clan..."
Quoth his fervid friend whose pointed pair fangs fall from far on either sides
A glutton beast whose lungs rest not from fresh feed from nightly hunt
The age-long compeer of Sadmore whom he saved from burning in light.
Lives he cursed in cloud-cuckoo-land -- as the thee of so much divergment
So light in weight reliever, warrior in guise whenever nights nigh
Saving his graceful souls for the best of the paradise to pour
Behaving knightly in actions yet keeping the good girls good and
Leading the bad boys back into their bad baskets from rooftops on darkly
veils with glittering crimson diamond eyes gleaming fearsomely whilst
His rare reddish hair be stacked right across his seeing sight to fly as his
presence only pause the mo to save n' leave with clouds whirling apart
Would fight and take shots to the sides and fore and to save the city so
to come in as the prince later to nurse the wounds which should have healed
Should he use his fangs to feed on man to be in stronger shape to fight
Would wear the king's worth in the morn and noon with pretence of
Every of 'em nightly effect always put behind with frankly face of a villain
One vegetarian vamp whose course had been morphed off course of cause
To be different as the referent whose fangs only wet juices as blood's gross.
© Jodekss
So light in weight reliever, warrior in guise whenever nights nigh
Saving his graceful souls for the best of the paradise to pour
Behaving knightly in actions yet keeping the good girls good and
Leading the bad boys back into their bad baskets from rooftops on darkly
veils with glittering crimson diamond eyes gleaming fearsomely whilst
His rare reddish hair be stacked right across his seeing sight to fly as his
presence only pause the mo to save n' leave with clouds whirling apart
Would fight and take shots to the sides and fore and to save the city so
to come in as the prince later to nurse the wounds which should have healed
Should he use his fangs to feed on man to be in stronger shape to fight
Would wear the king's worth in the morn and noon with pretence of
Every of 'em nightly effect always put behind with frankly face of a villain
One vegetarian vamp whose course had been morphed off course of cause
To be different as the referent whose fangs only wet juices as blood's gross.
© Jodekss
OC ALGART SADMORE (EPOS, SHORT) BY JODEKSS
Where are your father and mother?
'They have both gone to the church', he muttered,
Can this be the usual entrepreneurial Ecclesia to glean?
Conducted in an extorsive scene,
To make repressed the sin,
Congregants seduced to subconscious benefaction,
Fed with sycophantic sermonising,
It is a place where the poor give like the rich to become rich, whence poor,
A grand place where the fattened sermonists are fed by the poor's stipends,
Can this be a giving of joy?
Of deference for God?
Or helplessness?
Helplessness it is,
You think?
Yes, I think!
They sing songs with the notes of woe,
Dancing to their utopian God who made up a paradise of their misery,
Misers groomed by the preach of deceit,
Contrived out of the wisdom book,
Conveyed with the rhetorics so sweet to hear,
It is the cruel snare that opens the tightfisted hand, upon its ensnarling, the iron pocket is broken.
Say! Are they not hypocrites with gold-rimmed Papal hands attractively decorated with thorns?
So gleaming that the divine can not subdue,
They are emissaries of mystery,
Self-sent into a foreign land for diplomacy of misery,
Stilling their exploits through the century,
Has this pocketicking not done enough wrongs?
®2019. OLA.
The sermonist of misery by Ola
The past, present and future,
The threesomeness sprouts from one origin,
They are at the base divided elements,
But united at their summits,
Rummaging through nature in its keeps,
For every gold and for high leaps,
Churning prays out of bond for the beam,
For the toils and ordeals must redeem,
Oh, why not berate selves for the period of peace?
To reconcile the abode pecked into pieces.
Hands held in hands the comrades go,
For in that spirit shattering is cowed,
And while yielding solidarity the feels and zests of the land are most savoured,
Even the rages be appeased,
The good commended and the lost eased,
For he who favours men favours few,
But he favours all who is peace-loving,
For this is Love's royalty.
© Ola
ANALYSIS by Jodekss
It begins appealing to the fact of life with inferences to the notions surrounding time-factor and its flexibility or reflexivity - the past, the present and the future to come.The past is being linked to the present and the two ushering in the future.
It thus explains the mystery surrounding life and every form of things in their multidimensional forms that support the same on all the universes there are. Ones known to our species and ones unknown to us.
But to narrow this down to our communities or even to the grassroots level, the author implies everything works together for good or for the otherwise. The otherwise thus is plausibly what is being explained in the second stanza where he, the author, to briefly put, tries to urge to do good as against evil. For that is what pays with merits but evil pays back in evil.
Karmic credit and karmic discredit are being given heads up in this piece. As whatever happens in life, either good or bad happens in time.
However, the good is what the author deliberately chooses to replace with LOVE. And this is emphasised in the last line of the lineation. It is in general, thus, a clarion call to humankind to beware of the facts about time and its subsidiaries that it only begins and stops but none knows when; leveraging on NOW to love is the best choice. To share love now and never to feel bad about it.
Harmony of the broken vessels by Ola (with analysis)
The two of you with manhood, pendulums at the centre of your U
Between your legs lie your lying brains maybe may be May
Your birth is May then death day may be another Friday of your 'feBuahri'
And your day(s) are close away your way(s) I'll feint till you faint
Taint with putrid saint, put and rid saint your argument, your celibate success rated into some fallen caliphate
Are shamefully fine yet to yourselves you seem fine but you are not fine very fine
And you are 'you' who's not worth a 'were' but 'was' as I in condescending surge
Of muse then condemn the damn inside your con
The sickly delirious argue inside your argument as its -ment is not Christ-ment - you two are no Christ-men
Christ-men even are: rather fat or fined, rich like Richard or screeching, possessed like ogrish Mitch
In success or sickness, in plenty or penury which peppers like pepper
In knowledge or foolishness, on curse badge or topping of Guinness gee!
In loss or... or... or lost with lust or thieves thieving thieves things at all cost
Hellenic pinchers in Jews who don't pay their thiths
Snakes who eat the millions or the mighty money munching machine monkeys in zoo
All the worst sins since are better than these sick sons, Christ-men
Good Christ ians don't make noise of their spirit worth, angels skank loud their ought South-North
Their mellow spirits remain down in their dearly deeds and earth goes soften for their legs to gain and gain again and again
You are not close to an apostle but faking taking iyรกn done of their mortar and pestle, òแนฃì.
You are a shame with your game of wanting fame with noisy religious kettle
You and you are yaw and yaw - filth to the cross and disgrace to the course
For you have both sworn not to change, you are devil's by force.
Two fake Christ-men by Jodekss
Come down there, so we elenchise
Those stony stories sun tells, I wonder wise
The same who passed past is this one
Your monotonous game, which is to burn
Depletes the wills to work, should I then sleep?
Who would feed my mouth at saddle's beep?
Shepherds sleep and lead next to my home
But shepherds burn only the hircines' comb
My clothes though plenty would run down ought
And feeds filling the fine faces of my pots. Show - maggot
Should this darkly dawn of lousy sunshine show
Kempt me cold so senescent, youngs old we grow.
Uh! Sun, you are such ahoddkss jug, arrogantly obsessive who orbits
Posing playing with the twain long lits
0ne side of the resting restless world white
With the other you painted black like Afrite
You have the effrontery to confuse me, very... fine
But must you confuse, the course in the Riverine?
Yes, that brings around the thought nay
Go away, leave my roof, am warning you today
Go to Rivers state and go and burn some water
Leave a dirty duty dear here, so I can go to work Sir.
Ah! Why must I kowtow this useless being a beans ball
A liability who licks our cloths on the wall?
I am a man and I have fate
0ne I could change with or without faith
You are a tin
A big thing, empty tin with only scorching
I will disrespect you and your proud ribbons
All these hails, encomiums are meant for us sons.
I slept dreaming a delirious dawn
I wake with a verse of vying fawn
At work where we sign voting bills
There is an angel, Irene, I need to tell my feels
She should say yes of cause, let us be adhesive
She is matured, brief and so very comprehensive
Now close your pinching windows so I can go
I shall bribe you, even with my tree mango.
0 God of mercy and Lord Jesu the word
Befog me with the firmament against this heavenly body
He is too strange, strong, accursed these days. Look,
We have broken our ozone layers to cook
By the race of leverage he hauls hot stones that huts
0n humanity without a pause like a prying fire toiling pots
A deus ex machina come march pass I pray
The sun you made makes man lax today.
© Jodekss '15
APPRECIATION
In this poesy, authored by Jodekss Gloatkenf, he tries to poematically appreciate nature at its prime. This is evident right from the beginning of lineation, when he directs "the sun rising" to "come" down ๐ so that the poetic persona and the "sun" could perhaps "elenchise" -- converse or relate. And so that in the light of their interaction, he would be able to appreciate the factors having to do with "the sun rising" even to her face.
The attributes of the sun, one typical of Africa is that it "burns" the skins. There have been hearsays around that some Westerners only know 2 things about Africa and 1 of it is that the sun with us is ever harsh and it sunburns. That is not totally true to say the fact. The poet probably tries to emphasize this with the verb, "burns". Sun at times could pinch one at the back of the scalp to the extent that its intensity discourages one from going to work. This the poet establishes when through the persona, he laments about his "wills to work" being shattered by the sun rising which is already burning. It could be inferred in another way that is castigating his society by trying to x-ray what pervades there -- LAZINESS.
Nonetheless, it seems so ironical that the burning attribute of the sun which discourages lazy hands would be needed to drain their cloths or help plummet some sort of seeds ๐ฑ in the farmlands. There are series use of personification in this piece. It is quiet implausible for the sun to "jog" yes? But here the sun is being addressed so with much vehemence. In furtherance, worrisomely the persona explicates the movement of the sun, how it "orbits". It seems the persona finds it confusing why the sun doesn't get tired of the one way route it takes, it has been taking right from the beginning of life in the universe. It would only go roughly around and would forever keep doing that as Geography explains. It could be said that in a way, the persona needs the sun to be lenient and heed to his words, follow the way he feels... to perhaps not to move round but to move down or up. Selfishness in the nature of mankind could be depicted through that. Should the sun move either ways, the world would not worth living in any longer. And since this will of the persona is not reflecting, thus the vexation through the imperative clause, "Go away..." by the persona.
Towards the end, the selfish nature of the persona began to reflect for real as he is only mad ๐ at the the sun rising because it's serving as a stomper for him from seeing "Irene" his lover who is likely waiting for him on the other side. The urge to see her implies she loves her and this love he has for her causes the hatred he has developed for the sun rising. When actually, there are some farmers awaiting the sun to shine on their crops and to know the time of the day, meaning they have urge to see the sun rising, which then implies they love ❤ the sun. The notion of selfishness is to the peak emphasized by the poet in the last line, as he blames the "maker" by using the lower case "you" to refer to God who created the sun for impeding him from having or enjoying his life in the ways he wants it.
The Sun Rising by Jodekss (with analysis)
Parenting is the foundation of
everything good or evil in our societies by farthest extension. According to
Oxford Advanced Learner’s Dictionary, it is simply defined as the process of
caring for your child or children. Parenting I… would love to explain briefly
as the parent(s) actions or inactions on their child(ren) to make them
resourceful for themselves first and then for their home and for the societies
at large.
Nobody yet has fallen from the sky
and has the exact semblance of human constructs -- internally and externally.
If that happens now, because we are at the tail end of this life, because I am
'Christ Ian', the being would be Jesus Christ at His "second coming"
or perhaps someone fell off an airplane ✈
without a parachute - death ๐ will
sequel that certainly. So, in exactness, what I am trying to say is that we all
have backgrounds, we must have been birthed by someone who was impregnated by a
particular nozzle, some male person -- we all have homes or parents at a point
[but may not have parent(s) at this point any longer literally or practically].
These facts are what make us humankind.
In furtherance, our homes are the
parents and not the buildings in which they dwell(ed). This would be evidently
correct to you when you believe that you have been mincing things up plausibly,
when you say “I, am going home.” And the conceptions you have next up your
psyche are the buildings in which your parents are living or used to live in.
When next you utter that statement, try and have deeper and better conceptions
–that it is because you have or had parent(s) is the reason you are going home ๐ as a child(ren). Some say "home" and see the
home as the buildings done up of blocks in bricks and roofed finally -- houses
are just to give us shelter, privy from others, the sun and ☔ rainfall. There is no way you would go home ๐ to go and greet the blocks in bricks, cemented all over
and roofed that you have arrived. You would walk into it to do that to your
parent(s): which is culturally good around here. Hence, home is not the
building, no matter how beautiful or pastoric it may look, home are your
parents -- the author of the foundation of whatever you have become yet in
life. That is the why for the Yoruba adage if Englished -- "Charity begins
at home."
Parenting is strictly the
responsibility of the parent(s) to make a good home happen by training,
dedicatedly and frequently the child(ren) all forms of positive ethics about
everything in life. The moment the foundation which should be authored properly
by the parent(s) is weak, nothing built on it will last. In other words,
parents are builders and their product(s), the child(ren) are the buildings.
Let us take experimentation into consideration at this juncture for proper
comprehension. Today, go outside and try to reach the toppest part of a tall
building or you could fancy this if you do not mind imagination. Look at the
different kinds of buildings you have around you; are they the same? Certainly,
they are NOT… Those are like the children in our societies today. They are
different buildings with different foundations. Some buildings' foundations
have failed them and they have collapsed for we can see their fallen rafters.
Some foundations are still standing but about failing completely as they are
shaking to fall as time is advancing while some foundations are (seen) so
strong ๐ช as their structures are perfectly erected and their roof
tops are not rust but of diverse glowing colours as they are reflecting the
glories of the shining sun. In a non-metaphoric words, there are different
children in the societies today: we have ones who are dying smoking and
drinking hard, we have ones whose lives have been battered as sluts, we have
ones who are criminals, we have ones who are dying gradually due to drug ๐ abuse, we have ones who are at the garages' beer ๐บpalours fighting and getting stabbed again, we have ones
who are running away from schools, we have ones getting impregnated
'unconsciously' again, we have ones raping again, we have ones getting rapped
again, we have ones betting all day long, we have ones witnessing their parent
being punched into stupor by the other parent all night ๐ long, we have ones who are studying hard with ‘sakabula’
all night long, we have ones who hawk junks to keep up ๐ good dreams all day long, we have ones preparing harder
to re-sit exams, we have ones who are working in offices on merit, we have ones
who are studying hard without season to advance in horizon, we have ones taking
good care of their responsibilities as children to their parents, we have ones
planning their futures' plans already and so forth. Those who are doing the
wrongs are the failing or failed buildings so to say while the ones trying
really to be better are the hopes of better societies for all and sundry. The
point is, all these features children as buildings exemplify are sourced in the
foundations authored by the builders i.e. the parents' poor parenting or good
parenting.
As a dualist, someone who believes in
two nature of everything there is, I believe there are only two kinds of
parenting in our societies: Good Parenting and Bad Parenting. It is as simple
as they have been categorised. Something not good is definitely bad and
something bad cannot be good. This is why the Yorubas would say, “Ohun ti o da
o loruko meji: ohun ti o da o da.” My dream and hope is to encourage a healthy
society by indirectly encouraging good parenting as against bad parenting. Let
us treat them one after the other and together see what their contexts look
like.
Good Parenting: this
takes time, commitment and several recommencing of different practices by the
parents with a child. A good parenting does not actually begin from the moment
the wife puts to bed in the hospital, it begins even right from when courtship
kicks start twixt the man and the woman. If I were to write about just good
parenting alone actually, I could write a whole text detailed on the same. But
I must find a way to be succinct and to avoid to sound irksomely. So, note,
please, good parents to-be would have begun planning for their child(ren) even
before they come. The both of them should have agreed on the number of children
they should have and give good parenting to for without which lest they become
nuisance in the society and that is of no good use for anybody as far as I am
concerned based on a fact that we all are connected in the makeup of a society.
For the sake of usefulness in the child(ren) so, good parents would have
schemed several necessary factors beforehand for the child(ren) to-be –wherever
you see good parenting, there are plans, targets, aim and objectives,
disciplines, sacrifices, love, hope and ultimately God in the system.
Evil had been radiating the
atmosphere of the world from the time immemorial (though that is directly not
the case study here) but one fact remains fit for every timeline that no matter
how heinous an evil could be, it was first devised right in the head or mind of
a child who belongs to some parents. Mass killing of the innocents down to the
stealing of a piece of meat in the soup pot in the middle of the night have two
things in common. There was the thought to do so and the thought was executed
and it became a reality. These evils good parenting could help to prevent for
good and bring out the best in the child(ren) in the stead (God helping). How?
There is where sacrificing time with the child(ren) comes in. Good parenting
entertakes the parent(s) studying the child(ren) from day one of their birth
–being their good friend. Parenting is a relationship and not a ‘dictatorship’.
There is no way parent(s) would know their product(s) whose behaviours they do
not understand. One of the things good parenting has to do with is knowing your
son or daughter. Whenever something strange begins to pop up in his or her habitude,
in good parenting, the parent(s) would know and come in because they have
always been coming in. From there, because, prior, relationship of amity and
trust have been established God helping, if the child(ren) have been thinking
evil, they would be encouraged against so in the right ways. This will take
showing them the bigger picture aside the growing evil which would not help.
Good parenting is being pragmatic –showing the child(ren) instances of what the
evil growing in his or her mind would lead to and what doing the otherwise
would lead to. By encouraging this, evil would be prevented for goodness sake
in any home that sustains good parenting.
More so, good parenting treats
children differently. What worked for the son A to yield to a correction might
not work for the daughter Z. Techniques to handling the children must never be
exhausted no matter what. In good parenting, the parent(s) would know well when
it is right to chastise the child(ren) or just to sit them down and converse
with them allowing them to express themselves.
In good parenting, the parents would
never do against what they direct the child(ren) to do. Good parents would
direct their child(ren) not to fight and they would not fight at home or in the
public place. They would direct them not to lie and they would not lie too.
They would direct them to wake early to pray and they would do that to their
faces to always see. They would direct them to always read and they would read
always to their faces too. They would direct them to respect elders and they
would show the same to their faces always. They must not do hard drinks or be
in bad companies and they will not do likewise too and so forth. In good
parenting, what the parent(s) need the child(ren) to do to be relevant they
exemplify frequently. As this continues without a pause, what the child(ren)
have been seeing, they would begin to be believing and practise. Finally on
good parenting, the parents train their child(ren) themselves. A Yoruba adage
says “Oju mewa o le jo oju eni” –no one will take good care of your child(ren)
for you as you would have yourself check.
Bad ๐ Parenting:
this is just the otherwise of everything that has to do with good parenting
which I have tried to explicitly summarise prior. Bad parenting is when the
parent(s) naturally have no good plans for the child(ren) even before their
birth and after. Bad parenting bears the foundation of 90 percentage of the
menaces we have in the societies today. You would agree with me if you'd check.
The worst country ever when it comes to corruption, as quintessence, is not
that the geographical location is cursed or done into something like or worse
than that; go and check the homes in the country -- it is the foundation of the
evil in that society. If each home ๐
could do the parenting from the beginning till the child(ren) naturally become
independent, there is no how we would not have children who mostly are
interested in healthy relationships with positivism as their philosophy. But
when the home itself is rotten. Or when the parents are not doing the right
things for the child(ren) at the right time... when the child(ren) go out into
the community, they would only give what they have been made into; they will
not be able to give what they do not have. So, this is the capital reason we
have terrorists being youths, most rapists being youths, touts being youths,
most thieves being youths, yahoo-yahoo scammers being mostly youths, lazy bones
being mostly youths, suicide bombers being youths and the likes.
Bad parenting should be war against.
Parent(s) should mount the scaffold armed to the teeth with the requisites to
give the child(ren) the best foundation before they go out. Parent(s) should be
the ones to do this and not some relatives or grannies please. No one parents
can nurture their child(ren) wholly by themselves yes... but the capital
person(s) taking up these responsibilities should be parent(s) provided they
are. Bad parenting has done the world much evil than what good one has. But...
it is never too late to be hopeful that there would be turnaround. It is never
too late for some parent(s) to recommence their parenting typology, not for the
sake of the societies alone but for the parent(s) to have peace of mind in
their old ages -- when it should be ripe for them to begin to reap the proceeds
of their good parenting on the child ๐ถ or
children. Not only that but also for the children to further the processes of
good parenting on their own generation. If this could keep on repeating itself
for 10 generations at most, even Africa would wear new wears of glory and the
world would bear the witness.
Using
Rarity Instead of Laxity
Asking questions makes one to know
what one has and what one lacks. It helps to be conscious as to the status quo
and to improve it for goodness sake. This simply entails the parent(s) (to-be)
to ask themselves the necessary questions and to begin to work on the questions
for answers because prevention is better than cure. One of my teachers, whom we
used to call Pastor, once said in one of his Literature-in-English classes way
back when I was in Secondary school “To succeed in life has to do with
initiating the 5 P's – Proper Preparation Prevents Poor Performances.” To
succeed one has to understand each concept clearly, one has to understand what
is proper, what preparation entails, what prevention prevents, what poor means
and what/how good performances can help.
In Nigerian society, it is way too
rare to come across a good parenting and that is one of the big WHY's for the
delinquencies, vices, insurgencies which are the groomers of the nation's
internal insurrections. It is as rare as how scarce virgins among the teens or
the adult not yet married are today. My comparison is not to contemn those who
lost their virginity because they were victims of bad circumstance but either
so or not, bad parenting could be considered responsible on the matters of rape
and related ones.
The societal constructs which we
always mention and which serve as the bases from which the mentality of many
sprang are, based on each home’s parenting constructs. This is why it is
necessary in this part of the world to embrace good parenting which is very
rare as against being lax as parent(s). Laxity, sadly, in parenting will always
boomerang. It must be discouraged in action or practice by the parent(s) if
they need or dream what is good for their children, themselves and their
society at large, they should consider good parenting.
Child(ren) will one day develop to
become parents one way or the other. They cannot remain children for ever, it
is not naturally possible. This is why it is necessary for children in our
societies to always attempt to replace the rarity in their homes as to
parenting with what they know would pay their own futures. Children should not
deceive themselves pretending to be sophisticated and all that. As a child to
particular parents, I know the weaknesses in their parenting and I always try
hard to work on those areas myself. I know the strengths in their parenting too
and I promise to uphold them evermore. This is how children of today ought to
be like: to watch, to study and to evaluate the parenting style of their
parent(s), for whatever happens next in their lives would not only affect their
parents nor the society alone but mostly them by default.
© Jodekss
Gloatkenf
