Afrobeats is music derived from West Africa, mainly Nigeria and Ghana. Full of energy that intices you to dance without thinking and smile without knowing.
TOP SONGS TO LISTEN TO (if you're new to it) :
Kolom by Buk Bak
Turn me on by Kevin Lyttle (that ain't it, but I consider it as)
Ijo Sona by Sona
Adonai (Alkayida remix) by Sarkodie ft Castro
Antenna by Fuse
Million Pound Girl by Fuse
Zagada by LNDC
Alkayida by Guru ( not the terrorist organisation!)
As you can see, this list is limited because I'm still learning. I'm East African who loves West Africa <3
Anymore songs I should listen to, comment below!
Saturday, 29 November 2014
Monday, 6 October 2014
Yummy
Yummy
1983, let see what that baby boy would of be
31 years of broken mem-mories
A victimizer, they painted him
but a victim, living in a world so dim
Oh Yummy! what your life would of been
If you knew the blessing of a childhood
But your toys was the gun and the knife
Your coffin too big for you, your suit too big for you
Died too very soon
Your grandmother who loved you wailed
Your mother who birthed you
Wasn't there
Your life was short like your height
Only 4 foot you were
I wish I was your mum, I wish I was your...
If only someone was there for you
Do not worry,
Heaven is his home now
Not Roseland, but still his spirit lives among
The victims after him
Whose mouths was silenced with one bullet
His life short but his legacy long.
End
Goodbye Yummy
There is endless of cookies in Heaven for you.
1983, let see what that baby boy would of be
31 years of broken mem-mories
A victimizer, they painted him
but a victim, living in a world so dim
Oh Yummy! what your life would of been
If you knew the blessing of a childhood
But your toys was the gun and the knife
Your coffin too big for you, your suit too big for you
Died too very soon
Your grandmother who loved you wailed
Your mother who birthed you
Wasn't there
Your life was short like your height
Only 4 foot you were
I wish I was your mum, I wish I was your...
If only someone was there for you
Do not worry,
Heaven is his home now
Not Roseland, but still his spirit lives among
The victims after him
Whose mouths was silenced with one bullet
His life short but his legacy long.
End
Goodbye Yummy
There is endless of cookies in Heaven for you.
Good
When humans do good, we inspire others to do good.
And that will lead to a chain of goodness.
And nothing can break that.
Unless we forget the meaning of being human.
And that will be a dreadful day.
H.Obsiye
And that will lead to a chain of goodness.
And nothing can break that.
Unless we forget the meaning of being human.
And that will be a dreadful day.
H.Obsiye
Thursday, 21 August 2014
Just the beginning....
'New beginnings are often disguised as painful endings.' Lao Tzu
5 years of an ERA. Ended.
My time at Haggerston School, how to describe it.... a rollercoaster ride would be an understatement.
It treasures my highs and my lows, in its treasure chest. The memories of going through puberty whilst worrying about factorising in maths, the memories of endless classes whilst dreaming this to end.... and the making friends. I'll tell you how I met my good friend Crystal Bokongo, I met her in French class and she went to go get glue and I found an opportunity to say 'Hi ! ' without the stares of other people.
I said to her, 'What's your name?' like a creepy perv
And she was like 'Crystal' a bit hesitantly or maybe I was just being insecure.
Then I replied with a bright smile on my face, 'Like Crystal Clear.'
And she was like ' Yeaaah....' Her reply trailed off, just like she did to her seat, far away from the 'freak'.
Hahahaha, I will never forget that.
Anyway, my time at Haggerston is not a book to be closed but merely a chapter to be turned. I wish all my classmates the very best and achieving whatever they want. We were the last girls group to finish, and we deserve a majestic ending.
I got my results, 1 A*, 2 As , multiples of Bs and 1 C and .... 1 D ( that was in Technology, I expected it and deserved it) You ask if I'm happy? Well, I'm a bit disappointed but my mum is either more, she's asking for a re-mark which costs £45+ . One day she will realise that grades does not dictate your intellectual ability, but I do not blame her.
Do I blame myself? No, because I worked incredibly hard God knows that and he has rewarded me, this grades was written in stone, before I even wrote a single word on the paper because God has a plan, a righteous plan. This was written in my destiny. And I gladly accept it.
My destiny, you ask? (sorry you're not asking but I need a good transition)
Only God knows my destiny, but after this I hope to get accepted to my dream college Clapton and study Biology, Chemistry, Maths and English Lit for 2 years. And then in university, study medicine.
The reason I want to study medicine, even though its the most cliche choice, is not because of the money (cliche) but because I want to live a great story I want to help my country and other countries, I want to help children to be able to have a good life and open up their results, and get even better grades then me!
Mark Twain, who I love said.
'The two most important days of your life is the day you were born and the day you find out why.'
I found out why and now I need to fulfill it.
The only thing that can stop me is death. Insha'allah (God willing) I will get to be whatever I want to be,and you too.
Be happy for nothing.
but live a great life. :)
5 years of an ERA. Ended.
My time at Haggerston School, how to describe it.... a rollercoaster ride would be an understatement.
It treasures my highs and my lows, in its treasure chest. The memories of going through puberty whilst worrying about factorising in maths, the memories of endless classes whilst dreaming this to end.... and the making friends. I'll tell you how I met my good friend Crystal Bokongo, I met her in French class and she went to go get glue and I found an opportunity to say 'Hi ! ' without the stares of other people.
I said to her, 'What's your name?' like a creepy perv
And she was like 'Crystal' a bit hesitantly or maybe I was just being insecure.
Then I replied with a bright smile on my face, 'Like Crystal Clear.'
And she was like ' Yeaaah....' Her reply trailed off, just like she did to her seat, far away from the 'freak'.
Hahahaha, I will never forget that.
Anyway, my time at Haggerston is not a book to be closed but merely a chapter to be turned. I wish all my classmates the very best and achieving whatever they want. We were the last girls group to finish, and we deserve a majestic ending.
I got my results, 1 A*, 2 As , multiples of Bs and 1 C and .... 1 D ( that was in Technology, I expected it and deserved it) You ask if I'm happy? Well, I'm a bit disappointed but my mum is either more, she's asking for a re-mark which costs £45+ . One day she will realise that grades does not dictate your intellectual ability, but I do not blame her.
Do I blame myself? No, because I worked incredibly hard God knows that and he has rewarded me, this grades was written in stone, before I even wrote a single word on the paper because God has a plan, a righteous plan. This was written in my destiny. And I gladly accept it.
My destiny, you ask? (sorry you're not asking but I need a good transition)
Only God knows my destiny, but after this I hope to get accepted to my dream college Clapton and study Biology, Chemistry, Maths and English Lit for 2 years. And then in university, study medicine.
The reason I want to study medicine, even though its the most cliche choice, is not because of the money (cliche) but because I want to live a great story I want to help my country and other countries, I want to help children to be able to have a good life and open up their results, and get even better grades then me!
Mark Twain, who I love said.
'The two most important days of your life is the day you were born and the day you find out why.'
I found out why and now I need to fulfill it.
The only thing that can stop me is death. Insha'allah (God willing) I will get to be whatever I want to be,and you too.
Be happy for nothing.
but live a great life. :)
Friday, 18 April 2014
Do not judge a book by its cover- Tupac edition
Tupac Shakur: The Man, The Mystery
The mystery I am writing about is why did a young,intelligent,thought-provoking and talented man conform to the stereotypes the white man labelled on him and his community.
'Thug Life' He was who he was. I understand why he felt he 'owed' something to this life because this is the very life that raised him. The missing father figure in his life was compensated from the brothers on the street who loved him unconditionally Tupac rapped, "showed a young brother love".
Regardless, after the 1993 sex assault charges to which he adamantly denied (to which I believe him) everybody he loved or felt a connection with turned their back on him like MTV and the black community. You wonder why I believe him, I know I wasn't there hell! I wasn't even conceived.
But watching countless interviews and stories from people who knew him best, Tupac was a sweet man who only wanted to be loved, listened and appreciated doesn't everybody? His infamous stepfather, Mutulu Shakur wrote an open letter to Tupac my favourite line was this...
"Many couldn't see your dreams or understand your nightmares." :(
Tupac's death hit home because his songs touched a generation of young people who lived the lyrics he rapped about.
Nonetheless, Tupac inspired me to love my heritage which is being a young black girl like he said Marvin Gaye made black be the thing to be.
He made me proud to be black and I can't thank him enough.
Rest in Peace Tupac, have a good rest.
The mystery I am writing about is why did a young,intelligent,thought-provoking and talented man conform to the stereotypes the white man labelled on him and his community.
'Thug Life' He was who he was. I understand why he felt he 'owed' something to this life because this is the very life that raised him. The missing father figure in his life was compensated from the brothers on the street who loved him unconditionally Tupac rapped, "showed a young brother love".
Regardless, after the 1993 sex assault charges to which he adamantly denied (to which I believe him) everybody he loved or felt a connection with turned their back on him like MTV and the black community. You wonder why I believe him, I know I wasn't there hell! I wasn't even conceived.
But watching countless interviews and stories from people who knew him best, Tupac was a sweet man who only wanted to be loved, listened and appreciated doesn't everybody? His infamous stepfather, Mutulu Shakur wrote an open letter to Tupac my favourite line was this...
"Many couldn't see your dreams or understand your nightmares." :(
Tupac's death hit home because his songs touched a generation of young people who lived the lyrics he rapped about.
Nonetheless, Tupac inspired me to love my heritage which is being a young black girl like he said Marvin Gaye made black be the thing to be.
He made me proud to be black and I can't thank him enough.
Rest in Peace Tupac, have a good rest.Wednesday, 16 April 2014
Lend me your ears- Poem
Lend me your ears
I speak words, but it comes out as noise
I speak with dignity,grace and poise
but you don't care, just stare straight at me
Blankly.
Lend me your eyes
and Lend me your ears.
Everytime I'm happy about something or someone
You don't care, you look at the time
And think when will this end.
God knows why I try
Why I even bother to send
You my opinions, my heart and me
Lend me your eyes
and please Lend me your ears
Just a poem on how I'm feeling. It's good to write poetry reminds you that your human and you need to write how you feel instead of keeping how you feel.
I speak words, but it comes out as noise
I speak with dignity,grace and poise
but you don't care, just stare straight at me
Blankly.
Lend me your eyes
and Lend me your ears.
Everytime I'm happy about something or someone
You don't care, you look at the time
And think when will this end.
God knows why I try
Why I even bother to send
You my opinions, my heart and me
Lend me your eyes
and please Lend me your ears
Just a poem on how I'm feeling. It's good to write poetry reminds you that your human and you need to write how you feel instead of keeping how you feel.
Sunday, 6 April 2014
Rwandan Genocide- 20 years ago- 1994
Rwandan Genocide
1994-2014
20 years ago 1994 was full of bloodshed, revenge and evil
Rwanda was a peaceful country but underneath laid separation of two ethnic groups, Tutsis and Hutus
There was tension since the Belgium colonized them 200 years ago.
One group oppressed the other, vice versa like a vicious dance.
Read this article:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-africa-26912158
Rwandan's Presidence, Paul Kagame an ethnic Tutsi accuses France and Belgium of implicating themselves during the Genocide.
I believe that.... the world turned its back towards the Genocide especially America, 'the world's police'
Why do you think? Belgium and France are allies of America
No-one intervened especially the UN (its biggest provider America)
Back to the topic at hand, I hope Rwanda is at peace and I know it would take centuries for the tension to dissolve
but people of Rwanda please put the effort into it.
"In violence, we forget who we are." Margaret McCarthy
Don't forget who you are Rwandans.
be happy for nothing.
1994-2014
20 years ago 1994 was full of bloodshed, revenge and evil
Rwanda was a peaceful country but underneath laid separation of two ethnic groups, Tutsis and Hutus
There was tension since the Belgium colonized them 200 years ago.
One group oppressed the other, vice versa like a vicious dance.
Read this article:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-africa-26912158
Rwandan's Presidence, Paul Kagame an ethnic Tutsi accuses France and Belgium of implicating themselves during the Genocide.
I believe that.... the world turned its back towards the Genocide especially America, '
No-one intervened especially the UN (its biggest provider America)
Back to the topic at hand, I hope Rwanda is at peace and I know it would take centuries for the tension to dissolve
but people of Rwanda please put the effort into it.
"In violence, we forget who we are." Margaret McCarthy
Don't forget who you are Rwandans.
be happy for nothing.
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