ACCORDING TO FREEMAN

INTRODUCTION
Firstly I want to thank God for his grace upon my life and the opportunity to be alive till this point time.
Secondly, I want to thank everyone I used their images, song lyrics to put this work into shape.
Finally, I enjoin you to read this piece with keenness, and be imaginative while you read. Also listen to the songs prescribed as you read. I promise you that you will enjoy every bit of it.
Here are the titles of articles you will find and some of sthe prescribed songs.
I. ME
II. IN MY OPINION
III. PEOPLE
IV. CHAINS, PAINS, FREEDOM  [SONG- John legend Ft common || GLORY]
V. ULUMMA
VI. POWERFUL WOMEN
VII. PLAY ON [SONG- Nicki Minaj || Grand Piano]
VIII. POVERTY
IX. THE END
X. FREE ROLE( A Story)

1. ME

This an introduction, credit to @bestofscorpio
We are emotional and powerful
We are passionate and exciting
We tell it like it is
We love proving people wrong
Although you might think you know us, you definitely will not know 100%, we pride ourselves in mystery

We are best lovers
We value loyalty and bonding
We are mysterious people, but one thing we will never hide is once you’re ours, you’re ours
We choose very carefully who we allow into our hearts
We may be a lot to handle. The one who knows how to keep up will be happy they did
Our heart is big and deep, and nobody can love you better
Break it and you will have an enemy for life

We are observant
We are clever
We have the best of mind at all times
We don’t let anger or sadness cloud our judgment
We never give up
We bleed success
We are secretive and need our private time
We can cut through facades and see right down to the core of someone
We have extreme moods, one minute we could be the life of the party, the next completely isolate ourselves
We don’t have an attitude problem, we have a personality you can’t handle
We are easily turned off by rudeness
We dislike being disrespected on any level
If you ignore us we will make sure you never forget us
Never lie to us, we are natural investigators and we will always find out the truth
We are detectives, we will get down to the bottom of it.
We are hot tempered

We forgive but never forget
We are so unforgiving when we get hurt and will ensure that we hurt you x10 more
We will always get a revenge

The we here is me
The introduction is no superstition, they are real.

2. IN MY OWN OPINION

Yes!
The truth, and nothing but the truth is
I don’t respect your opinion
You might be good news today, and tomorrow you are bad news
I like my glory, I share it
That is why I always give God all the glory
I can hate for no reason, it is my feeling
This according to freeman
Don’t feel too big
I am that kind of person who has principles that look weird
So don’t try to judge me
Don’t try to plan for me, don’t wish to be me
You keep saying many things about me, now that I am, nobody
You go around judging me from afar
You say A to him, B to her, C to them and D to us about me
Those bad words makes me feel important
You keep improving this upcoming brand for me
I don’t care how you see me
Come to me with pity, I will tell you to go get a life
It is not pride, it is just that I don’t respect your opinions
No one does it better, we are just doing it in our own unique way of doing it
The day you start listening to all those outside talks
That is the day you start dying.
People’s opinion shouldn’t matter to you
They never mattered
If they did, many of my hopes would have being dashed today
Do it yourself, plan it your way, make things happen yourself
Be happy, that is most important
Keep deriving joy
This is not motivation: this is it… keep deriving joy in all you do
“I have grown old, that I could enforce my own decision, I can now make choices, be it right or wrong.
I can differentiate between success and failure, love and lust, truth and lies, god and sin.  

3. PEOPLE

This is not poetry
Sometimes you see me grab the mic
Saying things you might find funny
Smiles on my face, but deep down I’m sad and in pains
I wanted to be this single guy, they were like “How can you still be single?”
When I started dating, they were like “Why would you be dating?”
The confusion among them is worrying
Am doing all this, I call it my hobby but you compliment me
Am I good? Tell me
Am not doing great? Tell me
Am not good at all? Tell me
Don’t pretend, saying the truth is key
Love has never being friendly
I have admired some so deeply that I couldn’t help but play along
Deep heartbreaks, I cried
They have always been there for me
They have supported me this far
They have advised me
They have brought me up to a level because there are levels to these
Friends would forget me
Some I might forget
No matter how far you all go I would reach you guys
“You get angry easily”
“You talk a lot”
“Short boy”
“You are stingy”
What happened to my good side?
I struggle so hard to be unique, real with my humor
It is not easy though, I shouldn’t be complaining
Yet, you say I’m dry. That I am not funny
Just because I said the truth about what I felt
What happened to when I was funny?

** Don’t be deceived by the crackling noise
Empty vessels make the loudest noise
No matter how high, we all fall downs.

4. CHAINS, PAINS, FREEDOM

Amidst the beating
Amidst the spite
Amidst the blood spills
Amidst the long walk through the distance
Nakedness was fashion: the new attire
He wasn’t Jesus Christ, he wasn’t an apostle
He was a mortal man sold to his masters for a mirror
On the seas, men drowned to death because the ship wasn’t titanic
Picture this!
Blacks, chained to one another, all rank and file involved
Able bodied men with bright minds demoralized by pains
Pains from the chains
We became insane, all what we wished for was a light at the tunnels end
A light that we would later call freedom
No tydineal, penicillin or skineal to heal harsh wounds
We tilled, and tilled while the bull rested and master full of merry
I wasn’t a victim, but every one of us is related to a victim at one point
Light came, freedom came but:
We still lived our lives our in the shackles of these already broken chains
Stigmatization, caste systems, racism, and internal tribalism
All this still exist in our modern world
Our women, sons and daughters rest in eternal peace.
What is in the foresight isn’t light anyone
What is now at the end of the tunnel day time
Freedom has come, but it is not what we seek
Victory is the truth
We shall be victorious, glory shall abound for all blacks
The BLACK DREAM

5. ULUMMA

I saw dust
I saw you bending down
Two wrappers tied around your waist
Blue basins filled with garri, rice, and beans
You seized our football
I, your son
I had the right to pick it for my friends
With this job you still schooled yourself
Thanks to mama-the grandest
Who showed you light to education
Being inside you during your freshman year
Younger bro! Who came later, was inside you during your masters
You had to stop, I know-stress caused it
Many years you waited for it
Tears and blood spread
Prayers and doctors knives
They came, two of them within four years
No girl! Yes but we still have them two now
Always happy amidst unhappiness
You want the best so you don’t allow us rest
Strong, everything you do, you do for us
No matter what happens
You still stick around
The love is sour now, yet you still love
Mothers are meant to be immortals
I imagine what will happen
If you seem like you are no more
Come on!
You will live long
A legacy you have laid, yet to be told
I even find it hard to say your stories.

6. POWERFUL WOMEN

The inner strength of a good woman cannot be measured
And in the world of responsibility, many single handedly take care of everything around them
Many are making sacrifices on a daily basics
Going to the extreme, undertaking detrimental actions to live more
This are the women not concerned about feminism and its resulting actions
They think like women yet act like men

Many today have no one to call, father!
Many were brought up by a single mother
Few where trained only by their mum, whilst! Their dad still alive and strong
Not because he is ill or aged, because he is too lazy to work or he has decided not to be responsible for his kids
But this set of powerful women stood their ground against all odds
They carried everyone along, kids, family, relatives and friends
They still stick to their wedding vows-“for better, for worse”
They accomplish and achieve
These powerful women, most importantly FEAR GOD
To all black single mothers, I say keep the fire burning.

7. PLAY ON

Love today to me is a means to an end, that’s how I see it
I remember the days I found it hard to tell her how I felt
Then love was genuine and wasn’t clouded with sexual intentions
Today we claim to love, to get sex. We claim to love to carry on our deceitful actions.
But, I must confess, first love was the deepest, it was pure, young and clear
Nothing clouded it.
I promised to tell her how I felt inside everyday but shyness took a hold of me.
Those days when we all had the impression that guys were deceitful and girls didn’t know has one, now they know all the moves
Many girls want to live for the sex and flex. Many don’t want to be committed like the boys. We just any out there-in the non-committers league
Now love has being replaced by money and fame, the fine girls who were selective while they were wrong would now gladly end up with ugly rich guys whilst they were very choosy while growing up.
Be truthful with issues of love, tell the lady, I want you for the sex and flex-don’t come around her portraying you love her
Deceitful eyes and pretending lips making lies look true
I know you want to lie to get sex, many will still do this but what remains is that telling a lie is not the best. Am not telling you to abstain but all I want from you is restraining from telling lies about your love for someone.
Heartbreaks are real, it is a bad feeling I must confess
Especially the first one when you loved freely
When you were insecure and all
When you dreamt dreams only for them to turn into dashed hopes
Heartbreaks results from little lies
Lies that sounded like the truth at the beginning
Deceitful appearances, sweet tongues and friendly charisma
Beware! Beware!! Beware!!!
My lady.

8. POVERTY

Many people are poor today because they played a part in remaining poor.
Now in this little write up of mine I am going to be coming from the direction of God, Pastors, and you.
I am no rich man in terms of money, but I am rich in my thinking and I know no man can be successful in life without the grace of God in him or her.
The God factor plays a role by giving us good health and able working bodies.
When we attend church and our pastors come up with ideologies like sewing a seed in God’s house, and that God would sew a seed in our life.
I begin to wonder, for crying out loud God has already sewed a seed in your life by giving you good health of mind and body.
Many of this sown seeds ends up in the pocket of the man of God. I know many who would say we should just give and don’t bother what our pastors do with the money, really?! Is that so?!
Well that would be a talking point another day. Even the holy book keeps reminding us that faith without work is useless
Many sleep in churches all day, sow seeds in pastors purses all day, and still expect to be free from the claws of poverty. Now it comes to you as an individual who is driven by religious fanatics, my pastors says, the priest said, the holy man of God said and all that. I tell you wake up or else you would go down the drain to abject poverty.
Sew those seeds into your business directly, see them germinate, grow and produce fruits. These fruits are what you should now bring back to God’s house as tithes, offerings, and thanksgiving for his grace upon life.
That meagre sums you have at the very beginning should be implied into your business, jobs, and all what not.

9. THE END

Whatever beginning has an end
A man so small at birth, grows up to become a man and gets old to be known as an elder.
Many of us will all age, and when we age many of us;
Won’t be able to walk upright
Won’t be able to see the brightest sun at noon
Won’t be able to walk into the lobby at the mall with gaiety
Won’t be able to swallow, swallow
Won’t be able to chew meat
Would be so diabetic, sugar would be an enemy
Would drop chocolates (preferring kolanuts to Choco bars)
Would be bed ridden, moving around with wheel chairs.
Would become ancestors and would be the gods that are being appraised
Would have memory losses
Would be locked indoors by our own children and grand children
Won’t be able to swipe or touch pad to take selfies
Won’t find knowing the latest gadgets and trends interesting
Will live long that people will pray on a daily for us to die
Won’t be remembered by our own children
Won’t be found by our off springs, offspring’s
Would be a turn in the flesh, an eyesore
Would be calm and collected
Would still look young in old age.
Enjoy your youth but prepare for old age.

10. FREE ROLE

CHIMEFRANCIS #FreeRole
Episode 1
The whole drama started on a Monday morning, I and my friend were bored so we decided to go out.
To see if we could cause one or two Havoc's
The issue on ground was that, I and Michael had no plans for the day. We just had to do something.
Soon an idea struck Michael, "Let's do a random Wooing"...

Episode II
Three good looking girls stepped out from the campus main gate.
One was on a black tight gown, and her other friends were on denim jean shorts and Crop tops.
I wasn't good at hitting on ladies along the road. I also had a girlfriend. Her name, Chiralum- I Called her 'ralum' for short
I followed the fair lady on black gown, and Michael followed her other friends.
Michael was good at it, and he was fast. He had already collected her number while I still chased at the fair beauty queen on a tight black gown.

Episode III
Excuse! Excuse!! Excuse Me!!! I kept on calling, "Hey! Can I talk to you?"
She turned, "What is your problem?!" She said with a harsh tone.
Damn! I saw the anger in her voice and I didn't want to look stupid before her. "Excuse Me! I     want to pass"
I called Ralum immediately to relieve myself of guilt. I liked her so much, the love was real, and I couldn't help nursing the idea of losing her in my head.
I left for home, Michael succeeded in taking one of the girl on denim jean and crop top home. He was a cute guy, and had cash so I couldn't blame the girl.
At seven, I went to Ralum's room to pick her up. We were to go to Michael's house. So I had to go alone because she was fast asleep.
Michael’s house was Silent, His door left ajar. It was unusual. His house was always were the noise was made...What could possibly be happening?

Episode IV
I went in scared. Checked everywhere, and I found no one. On checking his personal study room I found something strange...

Episode V
A lifeless body, laying on the ground. The right eye closed and the left opened.
The body of the girl on crop top and denim jean. Michael brought home.
Where was Michael?
What Was I doing that brought me to the valley and shadow of death?

Episode VI
Running away was the next thing on my mind. I was happy, and at the same time scared.
I was happy no one had the idea I was to take Ralum to Michael's place. I cleared my tracks.
Something kept on telling me I was seen, but I didn't want to believe that.
What was my next move?
I wanted to clear things up, because I knew I was going to be the first person the security operatives would call.
Where was Michael? That question kept on troubling me. I had to be strong. The situation on ground was like a 6am to 6pm curfew.
A few minutes later, my phone rang and the ringtone was louder than usual.
Who could this be? My breathing pace increased.
I picked the call, it was MTN.

Episode Vii
It was 6pm already. I have being trying to reach Michael's personal line and it wasn't pulling through. I kept hearing a feminine voice say "The number you've dialed is currently switched off, please try again later or drop a voice message on..."
My phone rang a second time, and it wasn't MTN, it was a private number.
I picked. I was sweating already.
"Hello, who is on the line?" I asked.
"I can help you...” The caller said, and hung up on me.
OMG! Someone knew...

Episode Viii
That night I ran back to Michael's place. It took me about 10 to 15 minutes to get to his place.
I was tired and needed to rest. How can a man rest when he was sinking? It was like sleeping under the rain with a connected electric wire resting beside him.
I walked through the pavement, went in through his exit door. I moved in silently like I was FBI.
I jumped down from the window frame. I almost broke my toes, it hurt. I went straight to his personal study room.
OMG! ...

Episode Ix
The girl on denim jean and crop top, her body wasn't there anymore.
Where was she?
Now things became serious to me.

Episode X
“I went online to read things related just to be different. I try to understand my audience, was the stage an elevated one? Was it a flat stage? Big shows scared me. I didn't like the idea of attacking innocent people from the stage and using raw materials to make people laugh. I try to stay off using people's materials"
This was an excerpt from the book I was currently working on.
I was a comedian and also a writer.
The book was to be titled 'Life of a Comedian'
I closed my manual, I was suffering from writer's block at that point in time.
My Phone rang, it was Ralum.

Episode XI
"Hey! It’s Me. Ralum." She said.
"Kedu" I replied.
"Adimma"
"How have you being doing?" I asked,
"It's being a while".
“I just called to tell you am not feeling what we have anymore, I want out" She replied.
At that point I was numb, I couldn't feel my feet.
What was going on in my life? This phase, I had never experience in my entire life.
"Hey! Did you get me?" She asked, I jerked back into reality.
"Yeah, I did hear you" I answered and hung up.
I took my note, which I used to write daily happenings and other personal stuffs. Stormed out of my room.
Where was I heading to? I was going to get things right, I cannot kill myself for nothing.
TO BE CONTINUED …. #FreeROLE

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