Shango (Yoruba language: Ṣàngó, also known as Changó or Xangô in Latin America; and as Jakuta or Badé) is an Orisha, a deity in Yoruba religion. Genealogically speaking, Shango is a royal ancestor of the Yoruba as he was the third Alaafin of the Oyo Kingdom prior to his posthumous deitification. Shango has numerous manifestations, including Airá, Agodo, Afonja, Lubé, and Obomin. He is known for his powerful axe. He is considered to be one of the most powerful rulers that Yorubaland as ever produced.
Sango! The god of thunder. Fierce in mind and spirit. Man no one could inherit. If a lier swears in his name, Would get stuck to death.
Sango! The god of thunder. Brass crown on his head, Double axe in his hands, a symbol of dread.
Sango! The god of thunder. This eyes are burning fire His strength are in his words, just ease. A standing motto for justice.
Sango! The god of thunder. The heart of boiling gold of deed. He's the joy for for which the innocent are freed.
Sango! The god of thunder. Only the evil doers at night Face his merciless sight. The wicked during the day , Are left speechless on what to say.
Sango! The god of thunder. Cast them beatings of lightning and thunderstruck. There is no escape, for all evil is stuck. Sango of rights in equality, Dance to him in turns of virility.
This is a myth/story/forklore about how Osun river came in existence. Osun is a river found in osun state, Osogbo, Nigeria. It is seen as saviour to the people. Osun was invaded by fulanis, popularly know as herdsmen. They're immigrate from City to city around Africa. The name of the town was derived from the water which was once, a small river. Now, millions for worshippers visits her from across the world. Osun had a deep history and rich culture. It's origin is Elemi, another river from the town where my mum hails from. Elemi (The owner of spirits) is believed to have supernatural powers. As it is, fishes from there can never be cooked. So are other aquamarine that lives in the river. Africa is rich is history. Many are yet to be found.
Sing a song for me, my friend. A song that moves the soul to frenzy bend. A song of truth and tune of blues. Let me dance my best steps in the land of hues. The land against my feet, Play me a melodious beat.
Sing a song for me, my friend. A song of our rich history, we could never lend. Sing a song to me, my dear. Let others join this dance without fear. Use the talking drums and rocky xylophones. Let me dance to the tunes in my new agbada, in the beats of our own. Let chiefsmen sit and listen to the drumsmen's beats. Let the Kings and Queens, Elders and citizens, Sit to withness our rich culture. Let is remind them of what history truly means.
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Maybe someday we'll be told how to breathe eat and pray. Maybe one day we'll be too scared to protest against bad governance but right now Nigeria is a free country. Lets keep it that way. We're going to go back to normal. I believe it. Every Nigerian out there should too. "Please help me repost so much that hope reaches as many Nigerians as possible." We deserve to hope. We deserve to know that the dark clouds are gonna pass. We all deserve that happiness. We deserve the ability to protest bad governance. We deserve the right to use social media. We deserve to live without fear. #Nigeria#paineverywhere#hope#findfaith