The downfall of a man
The downfall of a man is not the end of his wife.
Make una softly-softly for end-of-year parties o.
Town hard o.
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The downfall of a man is not the end of his wife.
Make una softly-softly for end-of-year parties o.
Town hard o.
Another beautiful day to enjoy the sweetness of sunlight.
THE BAIT
To trap a chicken,
a few grains of corn.
to trap a dog
just a bone
to trap the antelope
okra is enough
To trap a cobra
the egg of a chicken
Rivers of Life
Folks are flowing waters:
We fail to connect upstream,
Downstream we shall meet
Those you shun today,
Life, when lived properly, is like playing in this giant park called Earth.
Find the thing you love to play with, and turn it into your work.
Then you can start playing.
I play with words, to enjoy the miracle of sound.
I play with images, to savor the magnificence of sight.
Playing is the best way to give thanks to the Creator of this giant park, and to fully enjoy the fruits and drinks that the park abundantly supplies.
Egungun Festival Day in Austin TX, this afternoon.
I’m dressed for it.
We are celebrating the rituals of our ancestors.
Àwa ó ṣorò ilé wa ò
Àwa ó ṣorò ilé wa ò
Ìgbàgbọ́ ò pé, mo róye
Ìmọ̀le ò pé káwa má sorò
Àwa ó ṣorò ilé wa ò.
PEACE, LOVE AND HAPPINESS
Egbé lifted me up and away,
down the tunnels of clouds
and we alighted inside the ground
a million years and a thousand days
below the level of my house.
“Browse,” Àjà said, “read the entries.