A Little boy sits on a stool outside a store listening…
My love for literature was inspired by you
Harnessed by Soyinka, Chaucer, Shakespare, Achebe,
Rotimi, Ekwensi and many more as we read for ages
Under your intrigued eye, I became the lucid word-smith, Sage
Being wise beyond my years and adding spice to life
My love for Architecture was encouraged by you
As I would have you indulge my of flights of fantasy
seeing these as nowadays realities
You imbibed my spirit with hope and fluidity
even though at the time you had your flight as bird, caged
We never let them see us bleed
but we bled because of that mind-set feed
From paper rounds to late evening kebab stops
being taught the 2 step hop to playing hop scotch
Running free in the winds of South Norwood farm hills
to walking for hours in Idimu using inbuilt navigation skills
I grew watching you
You grew too…
Sharing scares and seeing mine given to me daily anew
reminded you of what it was to be me
Little bits of new old fraught realities
we learnt of distinct ways to feel free in confinement
You encouraged new age cave drawings
realising the truth told in cumulative art
From cosmic Silver Surfer to The Watcher the energy was boundless
my darkness given light by different senses
A new world to be beheld with differing viewpoints
from Chess to checkers, Monopoly Sunday mornings
Scrabble evenings and music interpretation everyday
Knowing I was no longer alone was because you
came into my life and freed the harpooned water bearer
To see the stand you took when you ran away
to take the stand with you and bear the scars to show it
not only inspired my understanding of family
but love for another human being
Taking a stand for the unjustly treated
You grew watching me
I grew too…
Sacrificing my dependence to show kindness
Not caring for me, hoping you could come back to family.. Seated
Seeing your self-imposed exile to the unfinished
lead to books unpublished and dreams unfulfilled
…Still you knew and still you held true
From business broking to laying in the
back of closed car boots scared
I always stayed…. I never strayed
Till I saw another god become mortal man
it aided my understanding of you
it bore the love I have for you
Knowing it will never cease
You walk, run and saunter on despite the trials self-inflicted or otherwise
You stay true to what you know
You need to know…
…You are always in my thoughts
never far, never far at all
We’re grown watching each other
As others grow too…
I love you Bro
never gone never forgotten
Oluseyi Sage Awolesi © 19003012008
….to Michael Jackson’s “Man in the mirror” on a Walkman thinking of times gone by and dreaming of tomorrow
Cerebral Causality 
just found out my GOD SON GONE AND NO ONE TOLD ME. REST IN PERFECT PEACE. WIITH ALL MY LOVE AND MORE. WE WERE BOTH ILL I RECOVERED. I WILL LIVE FOR BOTH OF US NOW. JUST WATCH ME RUN. SHEYI THAT WAS GOOOOOD. TAKE CARE
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salam, i read what you wrote about kamil running water awolesi,i want you to know that i still crying everyday and in every prayer,i still loving him,he was a nice man
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Hello Fatima.
It’s been a while I know and I am sorry for the lack of communication.
I don’t really have an excuse other than I truly done know what to say or how to say anything that makes sense of yours and my families loss.
That said I have decided to do better and reach out every once in a while to say hello and see how you are doing.
If you can forgive my actions and grant me this I will be very greatful to you because it will give us a chance to get to know each other.
Let me know your thoughts.
Seyi Awolesi
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Hi bro
Am really sorry i just found your msg
I do not know how to contact you
I was very sick
I have cancer and i just finished treatment
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Powerful and lyrical tribute.
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Hi bro
This is my number
00212637279621
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