Middle Of Nowhere by O.b.i

Leaves fighting the wind, dust covers the air

All my journey through the night, how have I come to be here

This is not the beginning and it looks not like the end

It is where the footpath fades, an end to following trends

This is the middle of nowhere, from where I will find my path

And this is not goodbye, those I love are forever in my heart

Moments of happiness and memories of bliss strengthens me to go on

Thrusting forward into uncertainty, ready for the crown or the thorn

Today, tomorrow and onwards, shoulders straight and heads high

I will walk free of fear, weather the storm and sail into the tide

And there will be a new name to this, the path of the fearless

When I’m done, I will leave nothing behind but greatness

This is Jos by O.b.i

Plateau the beautiful

Land of my becoming

50 tribes and one people

Living, learning and loving

Hills that kisses the sky

and valleys that nests the spring

Hearts filled with warmth and smiles

she feeds the hungry and the thirsty drinks

A city with stars on both extremes

The ones above for those not afraid to look up

And the ones who walk the beautiful plateau of Jos

We carry our resilience proudly and our hospitality is known to all

We have seen the heights of chaos

which has united our core

We have seen the beauty of forgiveness

and how it can cure

A city where diversity converges

And beauty radiates

This is where you find the love

This is JOS

300 Words Of How by O.b.i

The octogenarian adjusted his frail frame and turned away from the young boy who he had earlier described as a ‘walking question mark’ .He faced the sky and gazed at it for a long time as if he was trying detect a contour in the perfect curves of the brilliant moon, just when the boy was wondering if his father’s father will give him an answer to his millionth question since the rooster went to roost, his thoughts was obstructed by a slow and crooked voice “I will not only tell you how ‘they’ were able to do it” said the old man “but I will also tell you how you can forever own the mind of a whole clan”…”go into a man’s land, tell him he is evil, tell him his ways are evil and your ways are pure, he will not believe you, he will laugh at you and sometimes if you are unlucky, he will attack you. Persist, introduce him to your way of life and tell him it is ‘civilization’ tell him that his ways are evil and ‘uncivilized’ tell him he has to agree that his ways and the ways of his fathers and their fathers before them are evil and he must accept your ways to be saved. Part of him might still not agree, keep telling him this for days, drum it into his ears for years and for decades. Now, watch him tell his kind that the ways of their fathers are evil, watch him repeat your tales to his kind with even greater enthusiasm, watch him fight any of his kinsmen who do not agree to your tales, watch him distance himself from the ‘evil’ ways of his ancestors, he will bear your names and love you more than he loves himself.”