Say No, No, No!…

Say it, I mean it

Say it and don’t hesitate

No is next to the shortest word in the English language

It is the concentrated declaration of independence of the human soul

It is the central citadel of character and can remain impregnable forever

It is the only path to reformation

It is the steel guard of strength, the pyrometer of temperament, the electric indicator of moral pulse…

It is an automatic “safety first” device

Say it, I mean it

Say it and don’t hesitate

It has saved more women from losing their pride on several nights of Calvary

It has kept millions of young men from the peer pressures of drunkenness, promiscuity and passion

It is the lone guard of the castle of self respect

It is the dragon that guards beauty’s tower

It is the high fence that preserves the innocence of the


Say it, I mean it

Say it and don’t hesitate

It is the thick wall of the home… keeping the father from fallen, the mother from indiscretion, the boys from weed and

the girls from shame

It is the one word you can only say when you can’t think of

anything else

“NO”, is the new found power of the soul

Say it, I mean it

Say it and look your man in the eye

The woman who can say “NO”, carries her big breast ashore

Say it and don’t hesitate

A good round “NO”, is the most effective tool for breaking the limits of human weakness

In the great parliament of life, the “NO”s have it

They determine what should be and what should not

So say it, I mean it

Say it and don’t hesitate

Say it and look your demons in the eye…

Remember NO is change and change is NO

In the absence of “NO”s, nothing changes, nothing, nothing….

The status quo would remain unchallenged

The guinea worm would still burrow into marrows

Evil will still feed on apathy

Nothing would change, nothing, nothing at all….

Countless hails of “NO” ended slavery, colonialism and apartheid

Say it, I mean it

To be outstanding is determined by the number of “NO”s that primes

Nkrumah said it

Rosa parks said it

Mandela said it

Marcus Garvey said it

Great leaders said it and caused the wind of change to blow….

So say it!

The value of any year you alter is measured by the number of “NO”s that binds

Live your own life, make your own resolutions, mark-up your own program, aim at your own work, determine your own

contacts and plant all round “NO”s….an impregnable hedge of “NO”s with the single undisputable, untouchable syllable…”NO”!!!

Say “YES” only when it matters most

But the “No-man” I say progresses under his own wings

He is not pushed around or ordered about

So say it and stand your grounds

Say it and cause a great change in your life and that of mankind

Say it and don’t hesitate

Say it,

say it and

say it again…


TELL THEM…(my tribute to J.E.A MILLS)

If they ever ask you why we grieve this day

If they ever ask you why we clad ourselves in blacks and reds
If they ever ask you why we cry endlessly in unison,…
Tell them

Tell them neither the heavens nor the earth is at peace this day
Tell them

Tell them when the gods, on the eve of July 24th promised us the sight of the morrow,
They failed to devoid it of sorrow…
Tell them
Tell them we woke up that day but the life of a great one, we could no longer borrow….
Tell them
Tell them the big tree that houses the birds in the forest has fallen
Tell them the mighty oak tree in the ever depleting forest of great men has fallen
Tell them
Tell them every feet this day bare testimony to the hotness of the sun
Tell them our differences matters not this day
For we’v lost a great one
Tell them about that day July 24th
The day the sun didn’t, couldn’t shine
The day the wind held still like a steel
The day the clouds wept ‘cos it could no longer contain it burden…
Oh what a day that day was
The day our better half became our bitter half
The day we said to that man of peace…”Rest in peace”
The day that would forever linger in the sands of time
Tell them we testify this day to the common saying that good things last not longer
Tell them the great prof, the man of peace has joined the ancestors
And so this day we grieve, or else hear grief
We see tears, or else our own
Tell them Africa mourns the life of that great leader
Tell them to join us in saying….
Demirifa du3, du3, du3…May His soul rest in eternal peace!!!


In my quest to find the link between mathematics

and poetry

I employed ratios and angles harmonic to both

I notice the curves and proportions of both

flawless to prove

I measured with care, from apex to base

The arcs and features they possess

Then framed correlated equations to trace their

flowing outlines and found the result very



I started by stating the problem at


Then I realize for a mathematician to conclude on

an equation y=mx+b,

He has to go through various stages

So I begun by employing variables such as


Then I did my additions of words and phrases into

lines and curves to form sentences

Then I substituted synonyms and antonyms, while

simultaneously doing my subtractions,

multiplications and divisions to minimize the long

equation of sentences

Two into one doesn’t go without a decimal

So I put two words into one to make it minimal

To beat your imaginations, I employ metaphorical

symbols such as x, y and z to represent other


Then I integrate similes and speech figures

If I realize my antiderivative doesn’t agree with

the answer to the theme,

Then it means I’ve left a constant,K=Dont deviate

I then incorporate styles to keep you in


By flipping words up-side down into fractions

And blending rationals and irrationals to make

you confuse momentarily

I later group like terms to give you meaning

If I wish to entertain you, I invoke the wonders of


Or I turn the angles at the base of the lines into

musical notes by making it run like the Fibonacci

sequence to rhyme in twos or more

I could also use pentagons to form my binary

rhythms of iambic pentameter

Or find the function of Y on X to give you a

romantic piece

I sometimes use whole numbers one, two,

three….to form stanzas


Then like the mathematician delight at the

elegance of proof,

By laying the “Golden ratio” on everything and see

it fit

And proving the world a sphere with a single


I prove to you perfectly like a rose, the equation of

a masterpiece;

Let M=x+y+z






Then I leave you to identify the variables x,y and z

from what you are reading

And further calculate using the formula given


To see if you just read a MASTERPIECE…..


I took a stroll through the lands

As far as my weary feet could take me

And came across a luxuriant green, full of trees

The atmosphere was sweet-smelling

The edibles taste naturally healthy

Many species fill the lands

Melodies of exotic birds, ring gloriously evermore


I took a stroll through the lands

As far as my weary feet could take me

And came across barren lands, full of fallen trees

The atmosphere was diesel-smelling

The edibles were corrupted chemically

Many species lost to the crime of man

Melodies of exotic birds, ring gloriously



The result of a people, who changed the trees and

grass into steels and glass




The divine order that governs this ecosystem of life made men unequal

Some powerful, strong, rich…

Others powerless, weak and poor

The latter’s source of livelihood… A distant dream

A distant dream never meant to be

For the order is not meaningless

There is a preordained responsibility that should flow through this order

It is a responsibility of charity

That through charity;

The powerful shall safeguard the interest of the powerless

The strong protect the weak

The rich provide for the poor….

For in truth, it is life that gives unto life

But charity has become an unsung anthem measured by redemption

It has become a slave seeking emancipation

It has become an activity left for the few soft-hearted

So, once again, we’ve come to preach its rectitude

We’ve come to ask;

That in your own small way, what have you given to help uplift the less privileged in your society?

What have you done today to change a life for the better?

You need not have everything to be charitable

For charity is a virtue of the heart, not of the hand

Charity seeks to correct, not to ask why

Charity looks at the need, not the cause…

We may think we have little to give

We may want to acquire much wealth to give

But we may not have so long to live

And all we have shall someday be given;

Therefore, why don’t we give now, that the season of giving may be ours, not our inheritors

So that we, who deem ourselves givers are but witness

A man’s success is not measured by how much wealth he acquires

A man’s success is measured by his ability to impact on the lives of others

“It is good to give” so sayeth the scriptures

So if we can, let’s do each day a kindly deed

And stretch a hand to those in need…the poor, the sick, the disabled

Let us not make one man’s pain another’s pleasure

For a man’s trash could be another’s treasure

The smallest deed is exceedingly greater than the greatest intention

A dime could be a precious mineral to someone

A dime dropped into the ocean would cause ripples…

So, one life at a time, let’s help provide food,shelter and clothing to the poor

One life at a time, let’s help provide education to the less privileged

One life at a time, let’s help heal the sick and the dying

One life at a time, let’s lend a helping hand to the disabled

One life at a time, let’s help put a smile back on the faces of the deprived in our societies

One step, one goal, one life at a time, let’s help make this world a better place for everyone… Man, birds or beasts.