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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Oluwakayode Adigun a rare name I heard as I breezed down the city of Lagos in search of pecuniary gains. Does he teach? So I was told but when he walked in it was unannounced, subtle, oh yea! His presence I reckoned not! As often, these stories, of trade and lending bored me with winter fevers. Petulant and non stop barrage of didactics permeated the horizon but this Adigun, a different breed with brazen intellectual antenna, some what of a gem, in a split seconds, the session rendered aglow. we laughed and roared. And sweet was the banishment of boredom! Passionate and exited, teacher of trade! An intellectual of rare nicety, a sublime mental gladiator with untainted credentials in a delicate trade! In obedience to the east and custom, Adigun deserves colanut and water, the greatest yoke of friendship! To this man, Adigun, I invoke the sacred ancestral homage meant for kings foremost knights! I have known him albeit a few hours, my balls wish I had known him all eternity. Adigun, a connotative Yoruba appellation! Oluwakayode, named after the deity of fortune ,Paykay as often, revered by friends and admires of equal trade! This stranger, in his episode of transition to adulthood reminisced noble candies not common with the poverty stricken mortals of his time. My poetic hand relishes this holy flirtation in volumes.
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