Friday, December 24, 2010


Mothers are incredibly important in one’s life and molding of one’s character. I’ve got a few favourite lines from tunes about mothers. This is for all those mothers who’ve devoted their lives to raising their seeds against all odds.

Dance, NaS

“Up late, laughing about the hard times we faced / the galaxy is so enchanting beyond, Galileo's understanding / Past the milky way and all the planets / there's something out there greater / but only God knows, scientist claim we came from apes / but they lie though, that was part of our conversation / I spark one up and start blazing / thinking of how amazing she was / an angel gave me love / I'm thankful; to ever know a woman so real”

Dear Mama, 2-Pac

“And I appreciate, how you raised me / and all the extra love that you gave me / I wish I could take the pain away / if you can make it through the night there's a brighter day / everything will be alright if you hold on / it's a struggle everyday, got to roll on / and there's no way I can pay you back / but my plan is to show you that I understand / you are appreciated”

Hey Mama, Kanye West

“Can the choir please, give me a verse of; You, Are So Beautiful To Me / can't you see, you're like a book of poetry / Maya Angelou, Nikki Giovanni, turn one page and there's my mommy / come on mommy just dance wit me, let the whole world see your dancing feet / now when I say Hey, y’all say Mama, now everybody answer me”

Anything, Jay-Z

“I know mama, your little baby / but these streets raised me crazy / product of my environment, nothing can save me / thanks for letting me bloom for your wisdom for your womb / for the roof over my head, for my shoes, for my bed / for the most important lesson in life was when you said / strive for what you believe in, set goals and you can achieve them”

© 2010 ☂sojo

Monday, October 11, 2010


Some lives are electrifying and inspiring
I've read about, heard of and seen greatness beyond words
This is a dedication to those who live great lives inspiring others

Author: O. Asojo

An entrance at sunrise, hours before noon
Thought I read it backwards, the book of his life's sum-up

A man misconstrued, his tale gravely skewed
It claimed his life was extraordinary, his path plaid in gold

Awe-inspiring, his life's mystery; is it all true?
Perfection from day one; agile as the young & wise as the old

An exit at sunset, hours after noon
Was far from wrong, read it clearly, his life's amazing ode

As his life's tale unfolds, his greatness shone
It's a story analogous to myths; one like folktales of old

A multihued destiny for all; his life long goal
Another? No, not just another, he defined an epoch

© 2010 ☂sojo

Sunday, October 10, 2010


Addictions come in various forms
Remember to do things in moderation
Control your world don’t let it control you

Author: O. Asojo


My addiction
A faceless name, an anonymous face

My addiction
Proverbial with her unusual ways

My addiction
Body of a goddess, beauty, her personage

My addiction
Her inception; one of those crestfallen days

My addiction
Conniving; indulge in my mystery, she’d say

My addiction
A faceless name, an anonymous face


My addiction
Perplexing anonymity, inexplicable fa├žade

Entrapper, sly as a fox
Synonymous to lost, the strays of a flock

An affliction, its crux
Calamity; its mediocre ways, atrocious

Unruly folly, constant hurt
Disorderly actions; an affliction impetuous

I am lost in this world
My addiction, my affliction
A state of constant contradiction

© 2010 ☂sojo

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

A Pensive Mood

On one of my trips I was lost in thought and shot this
A friend saw it and captured my mood in words
Pensive is what its, A Pensive Mood
That articulation inspired this

Author: O. Asojo

Like a lost one's welcome home
Like the rain's song with a thunderous roar
It clatters so

Like a lamppost when winter blows
Like a stab to the heart by Amor's arrow
It pierces the

Like a farewell unsure of tomorrow

Like the bells' chime for a funeral's sorrow
It burdens so

Like a lifelong secret; last breath told
Like a parable deciphered, its myths unfold
It bares its soul

A pensive mood, that's how it goes!

© 2010 ☂sojo

Tuesday, September 28, 2010


As much as we experience change, why is it so difficult to effect “controlled change”? Controlled change as I term it is calculatedly transforming behavior, breaking away from habits particularly those detrimental in the long run. Ultimately, we all benefit from favorable change. Regardless of differences, we all just seek contentment.

Author: O. Asojo

Change is constant with time
Of what use if detrimental to my kind

Change claims all; it’s all I ever hear
Change & change, Left, right & everywhere

Change says the vagabonds in power
It will come, their favorite phrase to utter

Change is what is said all week through
Change from week one through week fifty two

Change from dusk till dawn, Change from sunset till sun-up
Change, a song, like a vendor promoting news all year long
Change, not yesterday or today but when tomorrow comes

Knocked at its door but change was gone
So patiently you and I wait, until the day it comes

© 2010 ☂sojo

Monday, September 13, 2010


Time has always been fascinating to me
Primarily due to its ‘control’ over life and self actualization
Use it wisely & best possible considering, once gone, it’s really gone!

Title: TIME
Author: O. Asojo

Tick tock, the heart of the clock; it just won’t stop
I change my pace, go faster; it’s never enough
You matured me, You age me

Unwavering, the mind of the clock; a constant turn
I multitask, try usurping it all; yet I need more
You enlightened me, You limit me

Incessant, the soul of the clock; unending revolutions
Controlling my every all; where do I run
You refined me, You define me

© 2010 ☂sojo

Sunday, September 12, 2010


People often misconstrue confidence and perceive it as arrogance. Pride drives these two attributes. Detrimental as arrogance, beneficial to confidence, regardless, aim to be the best!

Title: PRIDE
Author: O. Asojo

Pride, father of confidence
Kin of arrogance

Pride, the rise and fall
The Joy! Abhorrence!

Pride, my nonchalance as the best
My enthusiasm, challenge the rest

Pride, fuels the drive when high
Retards the strive when dejected

A thousand words, just one or even none
I remain the best; coming close, I see no one
I’m in a league of my own, I’m the only one

© 2010 ☂sojo

Saturday, September 11, 2010

My First Post / Inspiration

I was once asked, what inspires? My take, inspiration is multifarious. Like most things, it’s based on perception. It comes from the simplest things to the greatest experiences.

I’m going to start my blog with a poem I wrote following that question. Enjoy!

Author: O. Asojo

What inspires is the question?

A hug from a great friend once lost?
The smile from the stranger next door?
Afflictions constantly fought?

What inspires is the question?

A psalm hummed and sang by mum?
The birth of one’s very first born?
Life’s stress, predicaments, hurts?

What inspires is the question?

A setting sun taking a blissful walk?
The warmth of one’s lifelong love?
Tales of a late love that once was?

What inspires is reality, the life I live, the world as it is

© 2010 ☂sojo