Ikoro Iyineleda
2 min readJul 26, 2023

Nihinlola Sanda, may you be lost, accursed, and damned. May The Fire of The LORD of Hosts consume you. May The Mighty Warrior that destroyed all the might of Egypt during the days of Moses destroy thee also.

Evil sorceress, may you end up insane and naked on the streets of Ibadan. May all your friends, relatives, and acquaintances walk by you with absolutely no sign that they ever knew you. May all the illiterates that you presently use to assail the life of Ikoro Iyineleda laugh at you and ask of themselves, “Who is this?” And may they all laugh at the shamelessness with which you accept being raped by them, even as you had Ikoro Iyineleda be hypnotised into being the victim of rape in the hands of both literate and illiterate.

Wicked murderess, may all your children be slaughtered, even as you had all that is life to Ikoro Iyineleda slaughtered out of his days. Not unless they all both reject and renounce you, may they all be slain by The LORD of Moses. And may the Adebayo Sanda that is more popularly known as Bidemi have absolutely no hope and be shown absolutely no mercy in The Judgement of The LORD.

May you die, O you Nihinlola Sanda, and may there be none to say he or she knew you as you die. May you spend all that is evening and night of your life dying. And may no one utter a word in your favour, be it in All The Heavens, or on the earth, or under the earth. Until you perish utterly, body, soul, and spirit.

So it has been written. So it will be done.

Ikoro Iyineleda
Ikoro Iyineleda

Written by Ikoro Iyineleda

writer, intellectual, chartered accountant - in view, consultant psychiatrist - in view, professor in Psychiatry - in the making.

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