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In My Neighbourhood.

Posted by BamikeadeyemiOBA on

I awake every morning

To the sound of the Bike men(okada riders).

Riding along my crib

Men and Women already awake

Ready to hit the street.

Okada riders in my hood.
Okada riders in my hood.

There goes the Children

Uniforms so different

Day and boarding Students

Right behind my crescent.

School Children walking the street.
School Children walking the street.

The shops already opening

Time to do some shopping

A loaf of bread and coffee

with creamy chocolate toffee.

Typical local shop in my hood.
Typical local shop in my hood.
Our local Market.
Our local Market.

There goes the little lad, Gabriel,

Good morning ma, He shouted

In my “not so serene”but cool neighbourhood.

©OBA

Writing 201:Poetry Day7.

18 Comments Add yours

  1. impossiblebebong says:
    October 13, 2015 at 12:19 pm

    Good you accompany it with images, so we can see how it really is.

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    1. kingsoracle says:
      October 13, 2015 at 1:40 pm

      Thank you ❤ .

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  2. jacquelineobyikocha says:
    October 13, 2015 at 1:39 pm

    Babe, you just took me home to Lasgidi. Sometimes, I miss that hustle and bustle. You did good. I am not being biased 😉

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    1. kingsoracle says:
      October 13, 2015 at 1:43 pm

      Thanks Sis, I appreciate this coming from you. ❤ <3. Congratulations once again Sis.

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      1. jacquelineobyikocha says:
        October 13, 2015 at 2:07 pm

        You are most welcome and thank you for making me nostalgic 😉

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  3. nyonglema says:
    October 13, 2015 at 3:45 pm

    I can relate to your neighbourhood…it’s not so different from mine. I know how it can get crazy sometimes!

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    1. kingsoracle says:
      October 13, 2015 at 4:02 pm

      Yes it can be really crazysometimes,Nyonglema. 🙂

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  4. Gradmama2011 says:
    October 13, 2015 at 4:12 pm

    almost like being there in person… I think you nailed it. I haven’t even started 🙂 I love the photos, they really do bring life to your words

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    1. kingsoracle says:
      October 13, 2015 at 4:31 pm

      Thanks Gradmama. 🙂

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      1. Gradmama2011 says:
        October 14, 2015 at 4:48 pm

        I enjoy your work

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      2. kingsoracle says:
        October 14, 2015 at 6:56 pm

        Thanks so much.

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  5. Gradmama2011 says:
    October 13, 2015 at 4:14 pm

    that picture in the market is especially good…tells the story I love the composition of this photo, the colorful foods and attractive people.

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    1. kingsoracle says:
      October 13, 2015 at 7:18 pm

      Thanks so much.I appreciate that you liked it. 🙂

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      1. Gradmama2011 says:
        October 14, 2015 at 4:48 pm

        photos add so much to any written work I think

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  6. Ben Huberman says:
    October 13, 2015 at 4:16 pm

    I really enjoyed this glimpse into your neighborhood (and loved the photos thrown in to mix text with image — nice touch!).

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    1. kingsoracle says:
      October 13, 2015 at 4:28 pm

      Yayy! *dancing* Thanks Ben Huberman. Coming from you thats like an A+. Laughing out loud.:) 🙂 🙂

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  7. Dreamer of Dreams says:
    October 13, 2015 at 8:31 pm

    Your poem was tasty! I couldn’t think of a better adjective than that! It made me want to visit, to taste all the things you mentioned, and to breathe that air. Where is it? Or is it to be a mystery to us?

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  8. kingsoracle says:
    October 13, 2015 at 9:07 pm

    It is in Lagos, Nigeria. My beautiful Lagos,and you are welcome to visit as well. 🙂 🙂

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