Olúwafèyíṣarámi

The New Year is here Bringing with it blessed January, the month of my birth. I did think I was reborn in December, didn’t I? I could feel it in my stride, in my breath and even in my dance. Yes, I can still feel it And on the 22 nd , there was my cue. It was declared true. I am reborn. I am the son. Far more than I could have asked for,  In one day… He would do what only he can do. That’s how we have always rolled, he and I. Now, it is time…. I am born anew! Celebrate with me!! It is a new day!!! It’s a new cycle!!!! Out of the bushels, Now the watchtower. Lifted high, too bright to hide. The Cheerleader.... Regenerative .  She is the one. The womb of relevance is born. No apologies. Leave them wondering…  mouths agape, Holding on to history Trying to make some sense of it, But as I have been told, Trash belongs to LAWMA. You lifted the veil Enough to have a glimpse of the most holy, My home. Oh, how I embrace...

I woke up late December Sometime around Christmas. And all we wanted to do was give the house a face lift. We did that all through the day Oh my! and wasn't I impressed with the outcome?!! I beamed up at the work we had poured ourselves into all day. Though my body ached with fatigue, Suddenly, a new wind blew in and everything took a new turn. Just like that and there was a new spring to my stride In a blink, and I have this new leap in my spirit. I dance. Oh, call me crazy but dance I will. Oh I dance. That’s how it all began And then I had to return to crazy Lagos… In Lagos traffic, terribly tired from the day’s work, I embark on the journey home Yet my smile did not dim, oh, not one bit! New songs overflow, while in traffic and on top of the crazy noise. New beat rang in my ears and instrumentals filled my soul And songs of praise and newness never seen flowed out There I knew I must be tapping from a different frequency… So, I bask...