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Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. And today? Today is a gift. That's why we call it the present.

quote by Babatunde Olatunji
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Life is a game

Life is a game
The spectators are watching
The refrees are guiding
Keep to the rules
Never run foul of the rules
To avoid red card and early exit
Ensure fairplay to aviod caution
Avoid vicious tackles
You will enjoy the game to the end

poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Be Good

Be a good person
Goodness has no tribe
Goodness has no village
Goodness has no other name
Goodness thrives on any land
In the desert
Goodness is oasis
In the wilderness
Goodness is a pathway
Goodness is required anywhere
It is food to man
It nourishes the giver
And gives happiness to the receiver
Goodness is pleasant
So be good

poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Our Uniqueness

Why I mine created?
Why I mine living?
Luxurant vegetable
Knows its worth
In the garden
Lion's uniqueness
Is seen the jungle
The sun, moon, stars
All have their specialty
Ruling and reigning
In the skies
We all have our spheres
Where each one is endowed
To usher something unique
And make formidable impacts
That's why we are born
That's why we are living
That's our uniqueness

poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Midnight Rainbow.

The night's so long
Like there's no tomorrow
Gaze at the shinning
Stability of the Stars
Sky denied the Rain.

Sky's violet in its
Glory; The Moon giggles
Deeply in brightness, I
Imagine the Stars joyfully
Swimming in starry Cloud.

I was lost in awesome
I Cherish the wonder of
Jovial midnight Rainbow breeze
Because its incredible but
In reality yet, I love you
My midnight Rainbow.

poem by Babatunde Olusegun Ajayi
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I Want To Be A Lifeline

There is a line
Line that breathes
Line that grows
Line that gives life
That's what I want to be
Transforming lives for good
Wiping away tears from faces
Like Mother Theresa
I want to cloth the naked
Cuddle the downtrodden
Give hope to delude men
Turn the rejects to paragon
Paste smiles on squeezed outlooks
At critical moments,
I want to be a lifeline.
This is my dream;
That is what I want to be.
Help me, O'Lord

poem by Babatunde Aremu
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The End Is Near

When you hear the thunder struck
The end is near
When you know people are unlovable
The end is near
When everybody is tribalistic
The end is near
When you know that the time has come
The end is near
When you hear the heavenly trumpet from heaven
And people dress in white garment
The end is near
So be alert
Drop your black garmment
Put on your white garment
Because the end is near

BY TEMILOLA ESTHER AREMU
9years old

poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Changed Destiny

Nature orderly sets the sky
Empowering sun as day king
And moon takes charge of nights
Stars are ordained as rays
All bringing joy to the world.

Alas! man came on board
Diluted light with darkness
Christened black as white
Turned the destiny of okro seed
Into a distateful gall.

Man created his own world
Cololured the natural peace
With total confusion
Setting brothers against each other
Bringing bloodbaths and hues
Into once peaceful world

poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Let's Hope Today Remains

Let's hope today never slept
And the sun never set
Let's hope the sky remains bright
And the stars twinkle forever
Let's hope the jubilation continues
And banters are exchanged like currency
Let's hope we speak with a tongue
And the cardinal points are focused
Let's hope this convoy
Is like that of bees
Moving together to produce honey
Let's hope we are like a bunch of broom
That sweeps away debris from the land.
Let's hope today remains.

poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Third Coming

As the apostles expects the second coming
We are the pacesetters
Yearning for the third coming
Our faith is constructed on the third
The sound of janitor's bell
Revive our sinews of hope.
A new dawn is to be borne
When the martial jackboots
Will transmute to flowing gowns

Wait a while
Listen to the monitor's drum beat
Listen to the lyrics
Watch the footsteps
It is neither left nor right
The gowns may not flow
And third coming will be in abyss.

poem by Babatunde Aremu
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