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As the government of the APC led by President Bola Ahmed Tinubu gears up for the new tax law which is presumed to be effective from January 2026, it has become very important that we all look inwards to find out how best to ensure that all citizens are in support of the government, at least, to chart the course of our national prosperity. As we read and hear from the government circles, the government means well for the country and is working hard to ensure that everything gets better for all the citizens in the nearest future. This is why measures are put in place to make sure that sacrifices are made now for tomorrow to be better for all of us including the generations ahead. This is commendable and should be supported by all. It, however, is paramount to establish guides that will help all aspects of the society work together to make sure that the good intentions of the government is supported, sustained and brought to life. For this reason, the following shall be put on the table f...

Thunders clap, the floods flow, the winds sing but our politicians deceive. This is neither a verse nor a chorus in a music composition but prelude to a chapter in the story of Nigeria in our time. The Minister of Works of the Federal Republic of Nigeria, Engr. David Nweze Umahi has declared that the first phase of the super coastal highway is 47.4km at the cost of 1.067 Trillion Naira. He went further to assert that when calculated, it amounts to approximately ₦11 Billion per kilometre. In his elaboration, he claimed that this cost is for such an extranormal road construction project of 6 lanes as against the normal 4 lanes elsewhere. And besides the nature of this, the rightful calculation should be the ₦11 Billion divided by 3 (three) and multiplied by 2 (two) which according to him brings the cost per kilometre to ₦7 Billion. The craft of deceit in his (the minister's) entire existence may have wrapped him up in such an incredible idea which suggests to him that he can actuall...

Howbeit!  We're lonely in the crowd No mistakes  That's being a man or so We cry in silence  Our burdens aren't open None believes us though Being a man, nevertheless  Our failures are borne Burnt into our fabrics By ourselves, none else Don't shout, don't grieve  It's the way of man Everyone is our problem  We're a problem to none We live for all, none for us We do this forever  Till we kiss the dust This is a man Oh solitude!  Our friend all seasons Whence will you die That we gain freedom  The separation from you  Manhood wedded solitude But never to divorce

Wonders, grief, shock, cries  Fears, carefreeness, dangers Hate, dislikes, bitterness, strife  Envy, distrust, lies, inordinate wants Injustice, betrayal, theft, murder  Our world is in disarray  No one wants to do it right  Everybody thinks negatively  Our values are on holidays  Or they're dead, burnt and buried  Parents' upbringing is questionable  Children's characters are damaged  The good's bad and the bad's good  The good's evil and the evil's good  We've lost count of the good  We may never know it if we see it The good is far gone from here  No one holds them fast anymore  Truth, honesty, fairness, respect  Honour, faithfulness, trust Sacrifice, discipline, courage  Sincerity, justice, perseverance  Love, integrity, values  Here's a lament for the good  It's dead today in our land  The world should be mourning  The death of values is a danger Danger to all beings and hu...

Can a machine have mind?  Can a piece of inorganic be? Can any other matter reason?  Can still beings be intelligent? This science, this art  Set out to invent humans No more mankind but man The die is tossed, still world  Mankind has a competitor  Not with the living beings  But with machines thinking  Procuring lsrge information  Processing them even faster Inferring new knowledge  Heeding the laws of thought  Nesting the rules of patterns  Here we are!  We're out to creat persons They'll think, reason and infer Yesterday is far gone Today is already too late Tomorrow is here with us Tomorrow is artificial intelligence What's next than bizarre? 

Chiaso earned his pay today Sickly thin and frail pay it is It's a round of 30 days work His bank behind smiled Yes! His back pocket ate He's right on the bus homeward  Oh poor Chaiso! Sat beside him is Ole Ole takes what's not his He did what he does  Chiaso is his latest victim  Chiaso is now empty Emptied by Ole as Ole  Service pay time called The ferryman beckoned  It was for Chiaso to pay He ran to his bank behind  Chiaso touched emptiness Bewildered, his joy vanished  Ye man! Neighbours chorused  He was scorned visibly  Poor Chiaso is lost His innocence and sin mixed  He's apparently blue faced  Angel Ole quickly helped  Ole paid off Chiaso's debt Neither pity nor for charity Ole bought fame to bury suspicion Ole was drenched in praises  Prayers for more of his kind echoed  Ole's victim joined, worshipping him Like Ole like these folks Folks that masses follow They lead them very Olely  Oles of Niger Area L...

Let's not take in one bullet  Let's fight safe and stay alive  Only then is our victory real We look up the sky to know  To know what's far away there  We lose sight of here and fall Our eyes saw the reality  But our bodies are in the pits  The essence of that perception? On our hunt for wealth We hurt our hearts, minds We stay away from our bodies  We abandon ourselves to ills  When the wealth's in grips  We're eaten by sicknesses  But here's wealth and more But the body, soul are gone  Get me my victory  Don't let it get bad Get me sound victory  Please don't poison it Let not our prize be funeral  Give me that victory  Victory without poison.

It feels good, nevertheless  Its difference with stealing? Not much really but striking  You steal what you don't have  More of the character of stealing  Let the exceptions live in their world  The infidel steals what it has  Even what they've abundantly  But the after taste is unforgeting  It exposes the vanity of everything  Why did I do this? But the regrets are so temporary  The power of repeat is so high  It purges the conscience of mores  This goes on till the mind dies  What's good in the act that kills the mind Won't we rather have our minds? I've kept this question like forever  But the answer has played absence  The infidel lives in a world  A world infested by their kind The kind bereft of mind Minds dead from repeats Repeated purgation of regrets  Repeated acts that bury regrets  Consciences deprived of morals The graveyards of minds Minds murdered by immorality  Immorality fed by...

Nevermind, I'm dead to reason I dared to think a moment and more A thousand more times did I try I couldn't find why the white hates They hate the blackman so deeply  Not anything good can come  From the whites about the blackman  They degrade us at all times They hunt us down like games Treat us like animals or less Imagine the ills of colonialism  The beastly mien of slave trade Those chains worn for years The pains from piercing the body The marks bored across bodies  While we taught them, they're vile With minds fixed at harming us When we wish them well, they plan Plans to unalive and take us out The white man hates me so deeply  Their stories about our land are gory Tellers who never visited our land Authorities in our history and life Their thoughts of us wrend the heart We mean just nothing or far less We don't exist except for their horrors  The white man hates us so much  It's now shaping me and more of us I'll live as their enemy foreve...

KEMKA S. IBEJI  It's a daylight fact and an undemocratic truth to say that our country, Nigeria, is in political turmoil. The bright morning star has chosen to shine dark and the pieces of our eyes can only pick patches of blindness. Woe onto our land as it journeys fiercely and furiously on the precipice of a slippy slope. It sounds like all our pitiable shrills are piercing admixture of elegy and dirge for ourselves though we are still alive. This leaves an impression of hopelessness and utter dismay. Don't ask me if we can ever recover please. Please! One Mr. Peter Obi sauntered towards the stage with all accoutrements of shimmering hope. That hope was fought as a war dangerously waged by a movement of the conscientious and intentional young population of Nigerians across colours and tongues. Knives, swords and sundry weapons were made available at all rungs of their climbing and entreaties from disguised enemies flowed and flowered but the determination of these young Niger...

The major difference between humans and the lower animals is rationality. But this comes with so many other things. Rationality entails there are things to think about. Such things as alternatives. Humans make choices as always presented with alternatives. With choice comes responsibility. Every choice therefore has a responsibility. This network makes human person different from the rest of organisms. The essential characteristics of human person therefore are; rationality, choice and responsibility. Within these are; freedom, alternatives or options. These must be complete in a being for such a being to be part of mankind. The implication is that if you deny any human being any of these features, you have dehumanised him or her. Dehumanisation therefore means the denial of rationality, choice, or responsibility. Inferentially, it also means the denial of freedom and alternatives. Whenever anyone no longer has any of these essential human characteristics, the being ceases to be huma...

JAMB Management have committed a crime and adequate restitution is requisite. The integrity of the outfit is no more and the confidence of the masses is lost. Tribalism is suspected and truth is dead in the mind of JAMB headship. These are irrefutable and call for serious concern. By their releases, JAMB was well aware of the inherent flaws within its system, before, during and after the examination before the public outcry. JAMB obviously knew there was a problem and were certain about it while the examination was still infant but they chose to continue with the army of flops.  The reason why everyone should press charges that should take the JAMB administration to jail is that whereas they were aware of significant differences in the negatives, whereas they knew that the results coming out lacked integrity, whereas they had pre-knowledge of the reasons for the paucity of results especially from the Southeast, they unashamedly still came to declare that the poor results were becau...

Some of us have not been interested in really looking into what this government has done on tribalism knowing fully that an average Yoruba man or woman will tilt towards his or her tribe at any given chance or opportunity. I personally got really attracted to this topic as I read the list of appointees purported to have been published by Sunday Dare few moments ago. That list merely wished to downplay the continued marginalisation of the South-East in the scheme of things and especially in this government led by Bola Ahmed Tinubu and his tribal goons. It is highly offensive to read the positions they outlined as the appointments to the South-East and that led me to peep into political appointments so far awarded by the Tinubu administration with emphasis on the Yoruba and the southwest. Just read and appreciate what has happened so far and keep it for record purposes. Below is a list of individuals from the Yoruba ethnic group and the Southwest geopolitical zone appointed by President ...

Just got up the bed feeling lost It's midnight, black skies and wind I'm all thoughts and nothing  I'm lonely in my world, obviously  It feels no one cares, none will  Guts drove me in here  Dreams of changing our world  Maybe, to impact it significantly  Being employed? Not me anymore  I'll create opportunities, make wealth  This country bites, it bites harder  Feeding feels like a luxury  Clothes're merely to cover the back It's tough now to venture or learn  The earth's roofs must be crumbling  Probably on myself alone I've got not the wealth Not the fame or name Knowledge is harder to chase This is just a midpoint dilemma Dready to go on or get back  Ashamed to see loved ones  Is this failure or temptation? Like I'm abandoned by dreams  Been shouting, no one hears me  Been asking but help's nowhere  To fight on, hope sounds dead Just vision led my way here  But has abandoned me, likely  Or...

They destroy other people's investments, feed their own wealth by making others poor, rape their wives, aunties and daughters, kidnap, kill and traffic their organs in the name of herding and now hunting. These foolish folks from the North talking now never condemned them not knowing that they're rather endangering the lives of even their generations to come. If the Hausas and the other tribes or ethnic groups in the North keep turning themselves into slaves by defending the stupidity, madness and barbarism of the marauders that call themselves Fulani herdsmen. While growing up we saw them herding peacefully and we helped guide and direct them towards bushes away from agricultural investments. We showed them love and ensured they were safe. But now that they have turned threats and terrorists in our land being protected and preserved by their brothers and sisters in government, the armed forces and other security agencies, they have turned themselves into nothing else than the ...

Love's stupid now It's seeing so much  Caring is insanity  No hunger belly does it  Pleasure is dead It's our biggest luxury  What's life thereto  Hey Mr. President  Love's gone to grave  Caring is a chimera Pleasure's been hanged  Peace is an idiot  Hey! Hey!! Hey!!! Don't tell me to stop  I want to thank you  Thank you Mr. President #poetry #poetrycommunity @highlight

It's clearly Nigeria against the Igbo man and woman without any exception. Recently, a certain situation took place in Uromi in Edo State of Nigeria. Edo State people killed some people allegedly from the North numbering about 16. The videos asserting the reality of the incident is everywhere on the internet and the certitude of that incident has not been denied so far. Not a single Igbo man or woman was involved in the scenario. None was seen near the occurrence. But guess what? They're already killing Igbos in the North because of the Uromi saga that has nothing to do with Ndị Igbo. What else? The government will never say anything. No Igbo politician will mention it for condemnation except maybe Sen. Enyinnia Abaribe because they're either puppets and criminals held hostage by their corrupt dealings. No Army, no Navy and no Air Force will say anything. No police or any other security portion of the government will say anything. But do you know one thing? They're forc...

Paint me! Paint me!! Paint me with your lips Let me look as an art piece  From the colours of your lips I care of the world no more  I'm numb to stimulus  Because your beauty stun Your heart is so delicate  Your being is a charm  It never lets go of me Paint me and make me an art Nest my head on your breasts Never let me stay bright eyed  Stain my eyes with all the beaut And I'll love you forever

In such situation as the one in Rivers State today, many people are exposed in terms of their limited knowledge or ignorance. But it has become important to use the words the way they should be clearly understood. When people break the law, they have committed crime. And when someone commits crime, the person is punishable by the law or the government. And whoever commits a crime is a criminal. It is therefore left for you to call the president by the name of his action. When we make mention of the principle of separation of powers in government, it does not only mean the demarcation of the three arms of the government - the executive, legislature and the judiciary. It also involves the distinctions between the three tiers of government. Just as the executive cannot usurp the powers of the legislature or judiciary or the legislature taking over either the executive or judiciary or even the judiciary taking preeminence the powers of either of the executive or judiciary, so is the federa...

Koi! Koi!! Koi!!! Hello justice in Nigeria  I am Sunday Jackson As I farm to provide for my family  This herder assailed me He destroys our farms, kills us He desired to kill me with knife I had no weapon and nothing  Seeing death, I tried to preserve life  He ceased my freedom to escape  He died trying to take my life  He died of his own weapon  I merely defended myself  My assailant died, he is dead Dear Sunday Jackson  You should have let him go Or you run away and die next time  Or let him kill you like your kins  You shall be hanged till you die This is justice in our land Our land is Nigeria  Kpom! Kpom!! Kpom!!! Justices of Supreme Court  May my life be spared I'm not a murderer  It was in the course of self defense  I've never killed, I'd never kill  He won't let me escape  He died that I refused suicide He died trying to kill me Dear Sunday Jackson  Death is fundamental right  Self pr...