No, You can't stop me. Only The LORD can stop me. And He won't. Because He's my God.

And thus, for all those that keep on running around to stalk my life into my being a failure, you just keep up with it.

You can't stop me.

For all those that can't keep their eyes off all that is my nudity (be it physical, mental, or spiritual) all in their bid to find something - anything, however insignificant - with which to accuse, you just keep up with it.

You can't stop me.

For all those that make it a point of duty to bring all manner of reasons (be it accusations of debauchery, that they believe they can prove with nude photographs of yours sincerely; be it accusations of dishonesty, or even of incompetency) before all employers of labour and all post-graduate schools that I send applications to - all in their bid to stop me from moving forward in life - I repeat once more, You just keep up with it.

You can't stop me.

For all those that, for almost two decades, have been destroying all the words that are the children I'll never have when of flesh and blood - be the children hardcopy, or softcopy; be the destruction via alterations, or burning, or deleting - I say unto thee, Keep on keeping on. Don't stop, you hear?

You can't stop me.

For all you demented perverts (be thou male or female; young, old, or even infant) that for almost twenty years have been raping or sexually assaulting me - to the extent where one of you ran your mouth enough in Ibadan to say of the rape, "It now is until he's infected with HIV" - I repeat here once more,

You can't stop me.

For all you all that have plundered of me so much that you even announce even yet another theft out of my works with the words, "Mo ko. I wrote;" for all you insane kleptomaniacs that can't keep your hands off mine to the extent where you'll even plunder of that which I just cooked - that which you steal into my home to steal of my food; for all you thieving imbeciles that have stolen so much of mine that you even label me, "birth certificate" - and thereby insinuate that my birth certificate is all the property I have left with me: I hereby encourage you to keep it up.

You just keep up with it.........

You can't stop me.

For all you peeping depraved that strip me of so much of both my privacy and my personal space that not only all that is my possessions but all even that is my life is now public property, I say unto thee even yet again, Keep up with all that you can do.........

You can't stop me.

For all you buffoons that ever strive to rob me of my pride, of my dignity, of my self-worth, of my self-esteem - with insults, with derision, with abuse, with contempt, with disdain - you just keep up with the only thing you all can do.

You can't stop me.

For all ye all that have done this and more, for all ye all that have done this and worse, I hereby reiterate....... Do keep up with it.

You can't stop me.

Regardless of what they say or have said, regardless of what they do or have done, say unto them, O Masculinism, You can't stop us.

O Masculinism, Let us worship........

The LORD our God,

The LORD Is GOD.

Ikoro Iyineleda
BSc, PGDE, PGDFM
Author
Masculinism
Bridegroom and Servant-Leader
The Pride of Machismo Renaissance
6th of March, 2025.