Wednesday, 28 August 2013



Why don't you love me?
Tell me, baby, why don't you love me
When I make me so damn easy to love?

And why don't you need me?
Tell me, baby, why don't you need me
When I make me so damn easy to need?

I got beauty, I got class
I got style and I got ass
And you don't even care to care, looka here

I even put money in the bank account
Don't have to ask no one to help me out
You don't even notice that

Why don't you love me?
Tell me, baby, why don't you love me
When I make me so damn easy to love?

Why don't you need me?
Tell me, baby, why don't you need me
When I make me so damn easy to need?

I got beauty, I got heart
Keep my head in them books, I'm sharp
But you don't care to know I'm smart
N-n-n-n-n-no

I got moves in your bedroom
Keep you happy with the nasty things I do
But you don't seem to be in tune, ooh

Why don't you love me?
Tell me, baby, why don't you love me
When I make me so damn easy to love?

Why don't you need me?
Tell me, baby, why don't you need me
When I make me so damn easy to need?

There's nothing not to love about me
No, no, there's nothing not to love about me
I'm lovely, there's nothing not to need about me

No, no, there's nothing not to need about me
Maybe you're just not the one
Or maybe you're just plain dumb



Now and then I pace my place
I can't retrace how I got here
I cheat the light to check my face
It's slightly harder than last year


Then all at once it gets hard to take
It gets hard to fake what I won't be
Cause one of these days I'll be born and raised
And it's such a waste to grow up lonely

I still have dreams, they're not the same
They don't fly as high as they used to

L.A.W

Love and wolves. 
A pack of loners.
Will they commit? 

Tell me where can I salivate, these vapid words.
Carcinogenic hit.  

Try I do -
to subdue my howls.
And at night, I sat in smoky crowds. 
Trying to forget myself in sweet rum.
Numb.
Tyring to evaporate what I've become. 
This ain't no movie scene.
Stop with the drama queen.

Tonight I skinned myself, hanging fur around pretentious necks. 
Strangling in my uncertainty. 
All it takes is focus. 
The word stalks me like a plague of locusts. 

Love and wolves. 
I'm not sure I get it.
I'm not sure if tonight I'll forget it. 
The music summons in the background, but the beat is lifeless I know.


Time to take off your red cape.
Stop looking for your lover.  
There's a new law in this forest of wolves 
I'm no longer undercover.


Friday, 16 August 2013

Voodoo Child

Sometimes I light a cigarette just to watch it burn.
Long and lean, auburn tipped like a sharp lesson. 
Tobacco grey like the drug that was my day. 

Full lips pregnant with promise.
Blowing out empty inconsistencies, 
Hoping to inhale a bundle of truth. 

A dusty balcony for a stage. 
A soul that's always been of age.
Deep down, I'm just a voodoo child.
Waiting for you to subdue my rage. 

Magnetic and electric -
Planning my next move.
Wondering what's the point of it all?
Swaying to my own groove. 

Inception set.
backgammon ground. 
concrete jewels. 
Making sense of it all like a bunch of fools.

Hypnotic elixir - 
in the form of isolated truth. 








Tuesday, 6 August 2013

Slowly surely, 
I walk away from 
that old desperate and dazed love 
caught up in the maze of love 
the crazy craze of love 
thought it was good 
thought it was real 
thought it was 
but it wasn't love 

I just don't know 
Where i should go 
So 
Slowly surely 
I walk away from 
self-serving 
undeserving 
constantly hurting me love 
deserting me love 
you said, I said, we said 

but

Sunday, 4 August 2013

Ink stamped freedom

Just you and so much time on my hands.
Held so carelessly & ignorantly. 

How could I neglect this paper utopia.
This fresh breath of freedom. 
I reveal in the port,
then forget in the sky. 

You helped me see with new eyes.
Meet sinners and angels and spies.
You helped me tread trials and tries .
You made knowledge so close and abundant. 
How did I make you redundant? 

You let me run away and back into their arms like water.
I didn't suffer or sweat. 
Just flowing like water. 
How easily I forget.

Your blank pages turned me through the world like a steady story. 

And until that day in Lagos -
New ink in the diminishing space of your pages.
I realized how long the ticket across the equator had been with me.
My big slice of freedom. 
My stamped paper key.