a novel idea

I don`t know how to write,
so don`t quote me wrong
this is what I was born to do,
It never a mistake.

When I tell you of our tradition,
sit tight and listen
after all laws don`t go down to the grave.

It`s Never my intention
but the truth must be told,
deny it if you care but always quote me right
all you are doing "is" an abomination

Maybe it was our tradition to steal
and manipulate,
sue me if you care,
time has come for change.

maybe it was out tradition to rig
mastermind and detect
but get this from me
enough is enough.

Ten year ago I woun`t have said this
i guess you know why,
it was never my intention but it is now my tradition
to tell you the truth,
don`t call me a rebel
because many have pass through this road before me
mark you, this is my turn to shine

Copyright Abel Udoekene

This is what i need from you

This is just between you and me,
please don`t let it fly,
in the dark moments
when the word is no longer flowing,
you can tell the whole city
how we travel this road in style.

You can tell them of our stories
and our history,
but please direct them to where
they will feel the true memories of our struggle.

You can do away with our medals and
our titles
bu never hide our words, our dream and our desire
from those who care to listen.

You can take all our glory and our crown
but this is all I need from you,
remember our names and what we represent
after all, that is what matters..

Copyright Abel Udoekene

The preacher

Just because they called me the preacher man
doesn`t make any difference
the slums are still visible
and the chameleon has refuse to change.

I am not a preacher man
just because of the bussiness
or because there is nothing more to do
or just for the fun of it,
I am a preacher man because I love what i am doing
and my gospel is very simple.

People laugh me because they think
I am just a noise maker or a looser
only interested in my mouth and pocket
but get this right in case you don't know,
the judgement day is closer than you think.

Sometimes you see me on my beautiful suit
wearing a big smile
just to tell you how life can be if we love ourselves,
but what a shame! you have cheated yourself
by cheating others..

I am a preacher man with a difference
and my gospel is very simple,
let me put it straight
so that you wont say my language is strange,
shun corruption for the good of our nation


Copyright Abel Udoekene

The dreams of yesterday

I don`t want your definition
I guess i can do it alone,
just yesterday you said one thing,
today you said another.

Maybe i was wrong after all
or it was just a dream, a shadow or a fantasy,
but there is just one thing i want you to know,
listen and listen carefully.

They used to called me an angel
not because of my beauty nor my style
but because of what i used to think,
any way that was yesterday.

They used to called me a failure
not because of my background or my colour
but they thought i would never make it,
yes that was yesterday.

They used to called me the reject
avoiding me as far as they can
as if i was the one who created myself
but that was yesterday.

They used to called me many things
but today a man of value i have become
putting smiles on their faces as i rise,
phenomenal in everything i do,
eloquence in the way i speak
and fearless in defending my dignity...

Copyright Abel Udoekene

Tell me

Before you say anything,listen to my conclusion,
how was the first time you meet your wife
when you walked through that small road maybe by mistake?
what did you say that finally change her mind
even when she was pretending deaf and dumb to your questions?

How was the first time you kissed her?
and how did it feel when you were standing
together in front of that small altar
greeted by friends, enemies and family members?

Tell me
How do you feel when you stare at the mirror every morning
or when you are appreciated, accepted or rejected?
and what comes to your mind when some one tells you
" I am in love with you "

Tell me
what makes you smile when you are alone
or when you are in the closet with some one else?
and what is on your mind when you are lying
or trying to tell the truth?

Tell me one good reason you are still reading this nonsense
when you could have done something else
maybe watch TV, listen to some music or just sleep?
Yes, but before you throw this away, don`t forget this
" we were created to enjoy life "
it will help you someday

copyright Abel Udoekene

we must rise again

I am busy waiting for your response,
Wanting to discover the truth that will ignite us again,
Maybe it's because of the dullness of the night
or the weather which has suddenly turn ugly,
that has made us to forgot who we are, or the shape and size of their smile that lighten up our heart to continue accepting this dishonest sympathy.

I want to know why we are still sleeping,
even when our building is crumbling to collapse
endangering our sweetness and value
while we dance to this rhythm which may not last.

I want to know why we abandon our dreams
and suddenly stroll back to our closet
even when we have already seen the future
bleeding with happiness,love,hope and freedom.

Please listen to the rhythm of your heart
as you read through my lines,
where are we heading to?
surely, we must rise to live again.

This is who we are (for African fashion)

They must have seen our smiles
Before wanting to know our stories,
Then the secrets and the reasons of our celebration,
but our story hasn`t change at least not now,
yes, we were created to make a difference.

They tried to defined us by our age
our colour,our background,our race and our religion,
but they discover how wrong they were
when our little light shines into their midst.

This is what makes us who we are
In case you are still wondering,
our passion not our colour,
our determination not our language,
our creativity not our size
yes, it is our choice not our chance.

We are the colours that add value to life,
the stories you are reading now,
the music that you sing in your dream
and the voice that proclaim the gospel of love.

We are the names you are trying to remember now,
the fashion that define our true heritage,
the history that our children will want to remember
and those faces that appear in your TV screen.

We are your voice,your smiles,your tears and your joy,
we are who we are just because of you,
welcome to our world

Shit or Shitless

I cannot be here nor there
as if I am a chameleon busy changing colours
just to impresss or paralysed whoever comes
but my little fruit has dropped rotten in this garden.

I can no longer do anymore,exhausted
even when everything seems to be dying
as if I am just a praise singer
waiting for those to praise
when the building is crumbling to collapse despite all the noise.

I cannot possibly be dancing to their tune
if Only I could join the chorus line but Impossible
because I am a hustler of truth and nothing else
even when half the country is still sleeping.

I cannot even start thinking of tommorow
as if the "vulchers" will ever be tired of their own game
when the depend only on one thing
feeding and enjoying the sweat of others.

I dont even want to belive anymore
because our world is parasitic
we cannot deny
surely it is only the hero that will and can survive.

One More game (for the sonny side of sport)

There is one thing that keeps me smiling,
though i don't think it's funny,
sport has become part of me
that life is meaningless without it.

I spike, i ride, i kick, I throw
i run, I pass, I watched, i listen
i score i concede, we win we celebrate,
this is the passion, but there is much more.

One more game means one more chance
to prove our worth or loose our pride,
to show our support, or shout in defeat,
this is the passion, but there is much more.

This is what we do,this is our passion,
my sport, my life, I am a true fan... I LOVE THE SONNY SIDE OF SPORT

the man in the mirror

I often wonder who I see
when I look into the mirror every morning,
that face that stares back at me
like say i`m the only one in this planet.

Day after day,
I kept seeing this same face
smiling when i smile
talking when i talk
and doing everything he sees me do.

And this,I will never forget
that face keeps me company
and i will keep him smiling
because i am his reason for living