EXPOSED! How Ekiti Governor Oyebanji Charm£d His Predecessors
EXPOSED! How Ekiti Governor Oyebanji Charmed His Predecessors
By : Wale Ojo Lanre
Yes.
Afẹ́fẹ́ ti fẹ́. Àti rídìí adìyẹ.
( The wind has blown and exposed the rump of the fowl)
Àṣírí BAO ti tú.
( Gov Oyebanji’s secret is now in the open)
Let us expose his secret.
Let us reveal his true identity.
Let us say it exactly the way it is—and damn the consequences.
I know this will boomerang.
I know I will be chastised.
I know some people will clear their throats and whisper, “But is he not an appointee of the Governor ,why is he now exposing his secret ?”
So what?
Yes, people may frown.
Yes, some may hiss through their teeth.
But should I join the league of those who prefer silence—those who help to cover rather than uncover the truth—simply because I am an appointee of the Governor of Ekiti State?
Never.
For there is one thing many people never knew about Biodun Abayomi Oyebanji.
That he is a Babaláwo—and he uses Afọ̀ṣẹ̀.
Yes
He does
His afose is potent and deadly
That is the truth
Before you faint, relax. Before you call your pastor, sit down.
Before you start imagining feathers, calabashes, and midnight junctions, calm your nerves.
This revelation has nothing to do with the shrine in the bush. It has everything to do with the shrine of character.
So today, I reveal a secret that has been kept under wraps for years.
Governor Oyebanji is a Babaláwo.
It is a fact.
Not the noisy type.
Not the theatrical type. Not the kind that shouts incantations at crossroads.
This one practices a refined, educated, post-graduate Ifá of governance—quiet, disciplined, and devastatingly effective.
And I discovered his charmed box, particularly the one he deployed on his predecessors.
Haaa!
You see , once upon a time, Ekiti politics was a wrestling arena. Governors fought ex-governors.
Former leaders became political ghosts.
Every new administration arrived with bitterness neatly packed inside its first cabinet memo. Suspicion ruled.
Ego strutted.
Vendetta smiled.
Vengeance reigned
Then something strange happened.
Without sirens.
Without shouting.
Without vendetta.
Ekiti became calm.
Former governors began to smile again. .
They began to consult. They began to cooperate.
They began to walk with the sitting governor.
That does not happen in Nigeria by accident.
It happens by charm.
When Oyebanji became governor, he rejected the most dangerous drug in public office: the stupidity of greatness—that foolish belief that the moment you sit on a throne, wisdom automatically downloads into your head.
Instead, he humbled himself.
He remembered his home training: respect your leaders—even when you outrank them. He refused to behave as if becoming governor suddenly made him wiser than those who had governed before him.
He did not attempt to outshine his masters. He did not rewrite history to massage ego.
Ah!
That was when I knew this man had studied the 48 Laws of Power Law No. 1 and passed it with distinction.
Then it got deeper.
I discovered that Governor Oyebanji does not charm people casually.
No.
He uses Afọ̀ṣẹ̀.
Yes—Afọ̀ṣẹ̀. And the Afọ̀ṣẹ̀ he uses is called Afọ̀ṣẹ̀ Omoluàbí.
A deadly one.
A Yoruba Afọ̀ṣẹ̀ that means: “The Omoluàbí bends down—without breaking.”
So I opened the box.
Honestly, I was disappointed.
I expected bones.
I looked for blood.
I searched for feathers, cowries—something to frighten me small.
Nothing.
Inside the Afọ̀ṣẹ̀ Omoluàbí, I found no bones, no blood—only values.
Twenty of them.
That was when fear caught me properly.
Humility.
Respect.
Responsibility.
Diligence.
Patience.
Emotional intelligence.
Listening ears.
Wisdom.
Consultation.
Feedback.
Calm authority.
Discipline.
Restraint.
Inclusiveness.
Gratitude.
Loyalty to institutions.
Non-vindictiveness.
Political maturity.
Home training.
Common sense—the rarest fetish in Nigerian politics.
These are his charms.
No midnight rituals.
No shouting incantations.
No dramatic sacrifices.
Just character—applied consistently.
And see the effect.
All his predecessors are with him.
Not coerced.
Not bribed.
Not manipulated. Carried along.
His magic works every time. Because
he listens,
they advise.
Because he respects, they cooperate. Because he consults, they commit. Because he includes, sabotage dies quietly.
Oyebanji believes one dangerous thing: that governance is collective wisdom, not solo performance.
He does not think that because he is governor, he knows better than everyone who came before him. He understands that leadership is not a duel—it is a relay.
So he ran his leg of the race without tripping the baton.
People copy projects.
Oyebanji copied principles.
People copy noise.
He copied sense.
People drink power like palmwine.
He sipped it like medicine.
That is the secret.
Yes—he is a Babaláwo.
A Babaláwo of humility.
A Babaláwo of wisdom.
A Babaláwo of unity.
A Babalawo of Shared property
Happy Christmas to the great Babalawo who uses Omoluàbí as his Afose
You angry
My name is Wale Ojo-Lanre
I am in Usi.
Come and beat me.
