Letter to my father

 Only words of My FATHER I remember are 'how abnormal I am', how odd I am among My Siblings... Days when I felt like a stranger in my own father's house. These words became frequent, even later like music pleasing to My ears.

 I do not know in what context My beloved Father meant these words, but I guess I've come to terms with it. I am perhaps an anomaly. 

My Father says I am abnormal

My Grandfather says I am second to normal

Well I guess They meant, second to no one

In truth, at first My life was a smooth ride until suddenly I slipped. But who's capable of not slipping?

Well I and My MOTHER picked Myself up, for it is Her Who truly is the first, second to no one. 

Pairless and peerless

 Out of My elementary, high school and college pairs, perhaps, I am the only remaining dropout. Meaning I am now Pairless and peerless 

I might be the only Dropout who's yet unwilling to drop back in, meaning I am Careless and fearless 

For no school nor national youth

But I shall educate Myself

Like Malcolm x and Henry Ford 

And Ali and Elon Musk 

This is a must 

I am Sardauna the first

Second to none 

By sd Abdul-Rahman

 AAwuroshi'ye, a passion for poetry

Like Ladi kwali's, for pottery

Poetry altered grammatically

Flow naturally and indeed magically

Through the mind like a lullaby

Tomorrow, a mastercraft in automobile

AAwuroshi'ye, Having passed through and passed countless tests

That only a few have had a taste

Surely is He a Man blessed

Though to many, not a model nor personal best

But a versatile personality of unique uniqueness

For AAwuroshi'ye like Ali, is the greatest

This time

 This time a rhyme I write

But no song no doubt 

Now, maybe a dropout... 

But not down, not out 

Henceforth, less sleep on the couch

For consistently, the books I browse 

But no school, nor convocation gown

For the Ford, Elon and malcolm in Me, aroused

Hence a little devout 

If I may, then build the empire I desire, make it sound

Then scout and espouse My spicy Spouses

My fantastic four, wow... The Fela in Me aroused 

Ambition tall, Peter Crouch 

But We're devout 

And not down, not out 

This time a rhyme I write 

But no song, no doubt 

For I am AAwuroshi'ye

My personality, My crown 👑 

Friends but no friends

 A true friend is priceless 

A Client is priceless 

But a mere Friend is no friend except with benefit

For no benefit, then no friendship 

A Mentor is better than a mere Friend no offence 

I am a Lion for I have no Friends 

But I am a gentle dove for I have Mentors and Clients 

You too have no Friends, only you don't know yet

A true Friend is priceless

A Mentor or a Client is priceless

And My Clients, Mentorsare My true Friends 

My teenage and youth

 My teenage was a toad

I was the tadpole

Jumping from My knees and back, while the river flows

A bright future, only but an illusion showed

My teenage was a toad

My good, bad habits exposed

Innocently, I wore it no cloak

For My life was free but wild, young but bold

But I was the Villain, critics made it so

Indeed I fought back each time, on the go

I no de carry last, dem sef know

My teenage was a toad

Reaching the heights and back to the ground, I was a tadpole

Blind to My Mother's love, My mind closed 

Until now, My youth is an owl

My eyes are my experiences, so much in me it's formed a foam

Until now, My youth is a horse

I am a foal

Rebel

 Malcolm and karl Markx

Fela and Tupac 

And Ali and the Rebel Queen boudica

And Gayus Julius Caecar

These People were at some point labelled Rebels

Yet They died in that path

But I adore and adorn Them 

Henceforth therefore, I declare Myself a Rebel

After all My antecedents already shows I am one

And the second to no one 

Self study

 No school nor national youth

For I shall educate Myself

Like Malcolm x and Henry Ford 

And Ali and Elon Musk 

This is a must