Friday, February 27, 2026

Dreamer Boy

 translate this to yoruba. 🎵 The Dreamer Boy 🎵 

(Afrobeat / Story Time / Tales By Moonlight Vibes)


Intro (Narrator voice, like moonlight tale)

"Gather round, gather round…

make I tell you the story of one fine boy…

him name na Joseph… and wahala dey!" 😂


Verse 1 — The Coat & The Dreams

Papa Jacob get plenty pikin o

But Joseph na him special one, him love am die!

He sew am coat of many colours — designer o! 😂

The brothers see am, jealousy enter their eye

Joseph come dey dream dream dream

"Oya make una bow down for me!"

Brothers vex well well, them say "This boy don craze

Who you think you be? You wan be our oga abi?"

(Pre-chorus)

Them plan am, them scheme am

Say make we finish this dreamer boy today

But God dey, God dey —

You cannot kill what Heaven don ordain!


Chorus

Dreamer boy, dreamer boy

Your brothers no gree but you no go die!

Coat tear, pit deep, but God dey your side

What dem plan for evil, God go turn am right!

(Oya tell the story!)

Dreamer boy, dreamer boy

From the bottom you go reach the top

No circumstance fit stop your blessing

When God write your story — e no go flop!


Verse 2 — Potiphar's House & Prison Blues

Dem sell am to Potiphar for Egypt land

Joseph work hard, him dey use him hand

God bless everything him touch — the oga notice

Him say "This boy sharp well well, give him my business!"

But Potiphar wife, she look Joseph and say

"Omo this fine boy ehn…" 😂 — she want am that way!

Joseph run comot, him no gree for temptation

She turn am around say him do am — fabrication!

(Pre-chorus)

Prison door lock am, them throw away the key

But even in the cell God never left him be

He dey interpret dreams — baker, butler, everybody

God dey use the waiting room to build him testimony!


Chorus

Dreamer boy, dreamer boy

Your brothers no gree but you no go die!

Coat tear, pit deep, but God dey your side

What dem plan for evil, God go turn am right!

(Oya tell the story!)

Dreamer boy, dreamer boy

From the bottom you go reach the top

No circumstance fit stop your blessing

When God write your story — e no go flop!


Verse 3 — Pharaoh's Dream & The Comeback

Two years pass, Joseph still dey inside

Then Pharaoh dream something wey scatter him mind

Seven fat cows, seven thin cows — nobody understand!

Somebody remember Joseph — "Oga, we get one man!"

Dem bring am out of prison, give am fresh cloth

Joseph stand before Pharaoh and begin to talk

"Seven years plenty, seven years famine dey come

Prepare now or Egypt go suffer when rain no come!"

Pharaoh look am, him say "This boy get sense pass all!"

Him put chain of gold for him neck — him no small!

Second in command! Prime minister of the land!

From the pit to the palace — only God fit plan!

(Spoken: And when the brothers came for food…)

(Them bow down… just like the dream say…)

(God don win! E don happen!) 🤣🔥


Outro / Fade

(Choir echo)

What God plan for you — nobody fit take am!

What God plan for you — e go happen, e go happen!

Your story no finish… your story no finish…

Dreamer, rise up… rise up!

(Drums fade, shekere shaking, crowd singing along)

Kyng David 2026

Sunday, October 24, 2021

Dreamstate


My bed is an ocean of ideas
But my home kills my dreams
I lie awake for hours with my eyes closed
My sleep is in the future
My castles are yet unborn
I keep reaching for rainbows
But wait...
Why so thick the dark clouds that hold me back
My wealth is in religion 
My faith rises 
Manifested in insane crescendos of "amens" 
Are we blinded in belief 
Or irresponsible ignorance 
Sold down by generations of selected secrets 
Or intentional lies
Are we blinded by hope 
Or Because...
      Because too much blood has been lost in          the struggle already 
      Our seeds have been enriched by the tears        of widows and the blood of innocence.
      Power has drunk deep beyond the flesh to        the very souls of people it pledged to        
      protect
      While our dead decay by the second 
      We pray for a resurrection to pale faces     
      our ancestors didn't know
      The same faces who feel more        
      comfortable 
      With us limited or in chains.
My bed is wet with tears of realities dreamed 
But never lived. 
My home is a place where even I am not safe
Raped severally by my fathers 
Betrayed by my brothers 
Sold by my mothers into the mistakes they refuse to correct
Seduced by my sisters and broken by their absence 
A teachers knowledge is a thin line away from his corruption 
The healer's hands are shaky from guilt 
The preacher lifts his hands but even he loses faith
             My freedom is in my own hands
             I can live it in my dreams 
             Or bring my dreams to this life
             Against all odds 
             

Tuesday, July 31, 2018

The Future We Must Never See



Living but dead
Breathing on a time line
Free but in chains
Every face you see is a victim
Desperate for home again...
If there is a home left
You lie in a bed hungry
Yet you are lucky
Here we are chained to a cold floor
Belly down; naked
Our thorn flesh is not offencive to them
Male and female all get penetrated as pass time rituals
I saw a girl
With half a face
To me she said "I was once beautiful"
She begged our captors to tear off my face too
She could not stand what beauty was left of me
If there was any beauty left

We have been turned into animals
Feeding on eachothers pain and ignorance
Screaming for blood every now and then
Blinded to the realities that once bounded us
BROTHERHOOD
Same tongue
Same skin
Same blood... But we are all enemies
My daughter is 12
She doesn't know me anymore
She is a domestic slave
She holds a spoon or a penis
I watch her from this floor
As she performs her "duties" with no expression
There is no life in her eyes
No fear either for she has forgotten the value of life

We used to be beautiful 
We used to be happy
We would dance on the streets on new year's eve
Now you are lucky if you die
For only the dead are free from this war
That is if...
Usman isn't holding another chain
Waiting
For you on the other side
For this is not hell yet
Not yet...

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Wednesday, September 7, 2016

A NEW BEGINNING




And I walked awayHeart heavy...Be unmistakenWalked away from your warmth 

UNTAMED




Within the light
Within that morning smell
You are in my belly 
In my words in my thoughts
My being and soul interwoven with yours...
The distance can't break us 
I thirst for you always
My hunger can not be appeased
My heart is lost in a search for new ways to capture forever with us
We are one but not the same
Distant, different, but entangled and untamed 
©Kyng David 2016.

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

YOU CAN STOP THE RAIN


Am caught in the rain in the best place possible
Your arms shelter me from harm
It's a sudden calm
In your eyes i see a reflection of friendship
Love leads the pace
so i just follow like sheep

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

THE STRENGTH OF A WOMAN





A woman's strength is in her beauty.
A woman's beauty is in her grace...
Her silence,
her honesty,
her dignity,

Sunday, February 1, 2015

LITE BY DARKNESS



Do not mock me because I have a need
I was once a Princess to an honorable man
Do not mistreat me because you do not know my worth

Friday, January 30, 2015

THE GATE



I stood still,
Wondering what life held for me beyond this point
My instinct was silent...
It held me no lamp to see the future

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Thursday, August 21, 2014

I NEED A PROOF LORD


She stands at the Conner
Half a fist of hope in her hand
Her heart whispers
Yesterday was better than this
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