The random musing of Adekunbi Akin-Taylor

…and her collection of stories & poems

Adekunbi Akin-Taylor

Writers have no hiding place. No one understands one better than one who reads what one writes. I have a very deep understanding of who she is because I read her.

First, she is an extremely beautiful woman, though you may think otherwise since beauty, they say, is in the eyes of the beholder.

What is encased inside that beautiful body is more charming than the beauty. Adekunbi has one of the most creative and elevated minds you could ever encounter. As a writer, her engaging poetic pieces are both enjoyable and instructive. Her spirit, perceivable from her works, is vibrant and full of zest. Her narratives reveal a courageous woman who has already successfully trod the sands of time.

Through Adekunbi’s works too, we see a happy personality, a woman who had exuded life in life and still does. Adekunbi is blessed too. Discounting maxim that no one has everything, Adekunbi should lack nothing.

A woman whose heart radiates love, she loves people especially children. Her parents are Sir Gabriel Akinmade Taylor and Alice Edowaiye Taylor. She studied English in Education at the prestigious Obafemi Awolowo University Ile-Ife. She also studied at City University Business School, Barbican, London, UK. As an entrepreneur, her interests span across the hospitality industry and education.

She loves God, music, drama, dance and poetry. In her book, Random musing: A collection of stories & poems, we read one of her masterpieces, in fact the first poem in this anthology;

Strangely Yours, Sincerely His.


Invaded by roaches my greatest phobia

Car visit by a lizard, hope he enjoyed the ride

Fiery enemy arrows, painful numerous bruises

Strange happenings, inexplicable but true.


Abused, threats and concocted falsities

Derailed, mocked, hated for no just reason

No matter how hard you try, they can’t be pleased

So painful, so emotionally upsetting for me.


I dare not go into the nitty gritty

But some questions stick to my simple mind

Why? Oh why are things falling apart?

Shouldn’t blood be thicker than water?


How can your so-called “blood” go that far?

So far as even to wish you dead!

Yet, everything under the sun is vanity!

What does anyone gain from wickedness?


But my life story is a tale of wonder

Of survival and overcoming against all odds

The God I serve has never once failed me

He gave me beauty for ashes, from zero to hero.


Even as I write to celebrate my life

I wrote this first poem in open testimony

Of the highs, the lows, the fears, the joy

My God and King, I give you thanks.

   Welcome to my world my dear friends

Strangely yours, but sincerely His.


When Providence bestowed it upon my shoulders to write the Foreword of this exceptional collection, I tasted her words and found them so delicious. Moved, taken hold by a pang of emotion, I blazed out these words:

This is perhaps the greatest challenge of my life as a writer – that I, a prose writer who is no great fan of poetry, should be required to write a foreword for a collection of stories and poems by a great poet. I shirk not from this responsibility.

Walking through this paradise titled: Random Musing, the reader cannot but experience the vast, if not infinite field of the poet’s sources of inspirations: God, homeland, love, birth, death, salvation, offspring, nature, music, slavery, parenthood, social media, misappropriation of political power, inflicted poverty, hope, justice and injustice, sincerity and insincerity, compassion, friends,   birthday, etc. The list is just so diverse and endless, attesting to the bottomlessness of the author’s mind.

Through her poems, the author bequeaths to us eternal values of independent variables such as “finding new meanings even to things of old”, the necessity to “journey back and re-invent life”; of random musing’s search for answers about people, life, happenings, events and fights; of sermon on the values of love, liberation, restoration and freedom. And “even though we can’t turn back the hands of the time (or the clock), she says, we can wind it up again.

The author’s creative adaptation of the classic song, Que Sera Sera by Dsoris Day on page 30, is a masterpiece and good nourishment for both the spirit and soul.

Unlike many poets who erroneously believe that a poem must be tasking to understand before it could be passed as a poetic work, Adekunbi’s works here are easy to understand and therefore reader-friendly.





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