I have five dogs
Right now all laying around me
Happily, contentedly,
Apparently even blissfully sleeping
While I watch the TV news
Catching up on the latest thing
Humans are doing,
For better or worse.
Although usually the worse.
Of course I let the sleeping dogs lie
Because I love them all dearly,
Happy for them in their innocence
If not ignorance.
As for their ignorance, which surely it is,
I will stand in front of them willingly
Guarding, blocking and defending
Taking it on myself,
If it ever comes to that,
Because innocence is more important
Than ignorance any day.
But that’s the way of the world
Isn’t it,
Humans take the fall
And their dogs get to lie sleeping,
Probably even dreaming
Of their wonderful humans
Taking the fall, ignorantly if not innocently,
Sufferingly endlessly suffering
As if that and all the news they consume
Makes them all the better,
While their dogs lie sleeping contentedly
Even blissfully.
Yet knowing what you know
Which would you choose,
Ignorance and bliss,
Or all this suffering of humanity?
I know what I choose,
It’s what I have.
(11/4/25)
The petal of a rose once fell
then drifted slowly through the trees.
Upon the wind it tumbled long
until it drifted up to me.
At first, I saw no value there
in just one petal all alone.
But then I stooped and picked it up
and found that it was still a rose.
I felt its velvet touch my skin,
as its aroma filled the air.
I breathed to take the fragrance in,
and suddenly I was aware
of every moment it had lived.
I felt the roots from which it came.
I seemed to speak without a word -
that all of nature is the same.
How blind we are within this shell,
we ride along so ignorantly.
We waste our time with buy and sell
and miss what otherwise would be.
It’s hard, I know, to just let go
and not be drowned with day-to-day.
But take an invite from the rose…
and smell the flowers along the way.
We never know of mistakes -
Or the lie that we are living.
We lose our sense of awareness,
Tell ourselves we are believing.
But those weights grow heavy -
As we ignorantly trudge through skies.
Uplifted ‘til we realize,
Then we fall to our demise.
- And this feeling, it isn’t freeing,
For we bound ourselves to lies.
We never know we’re dreaming -
Until we open our dreaming eyes.
The petal of a rose once fell
then drifted slowly through the trees.
Upon the wind it tumbled long
until it drifted up to me.
At first I saw no value there,
in just one petal all alone.
But then I stooped and picked it up,
and found that it was still a rose.
I felt its velvet touch my skin,
as its aroma filled the air.
I breathed to take the fragrance in,
and suddenly I was aware
of every moment it had lived.
I felt the roots from which it came.
I seemed to speak without a word -
that all of nature is the same.
How blind we are within this shell,
we ride along so ignorantly.
We waste our time with buy and sell
and miss what otherwise would be.
It’s hard, I know, to just let go
and not be drowned with day-to-day.
But take an invite from this rose –
and smell the flowers along the way.
What to say when some billionaires buy big televisions
to watch live teachings of men of visions.
Why astonishing to see a rich person who stole
someone 's vision to be where he"she" is today.
In this world some people don't see dreams and visions
But they always interpret them ignorantly
In some religious, political and cultural groups online.
Clap hands when folks of different visions
praying to achieve similar goals in their lives.
For everyone who hates his brother murders a person, and you know that eternal life cannot abide in anyone who murders a person.
Aramaic Bible in Plain English
1John 3:15
A murderer biblically,
Sometimes a person can be a killer
in the eyes of God ignorantly.
As he "she "continue hating other people daily.
Telling some haters to stop hating can be daily songs
in the ears of thousands of world dancers
As the preachers don't discourage to speak loudly
in the groups, at the beaches , at flee markets,
in the churches and on the streets.
Some folks understand them , stop hating other folks
and allow godly love to shine their lives,
But others can reject their daily devotions
and continue living inhumanely.
A murderer biblically,
Hating means killing according to the scripture,
How many people does a hater kill daily?
( lots of people dying innocently.)
It is good time to repent and
stop hate in the World.
July 19/2023
If you eat the body
And drink the blood
Of Jesus Christ ignorantly
You will go astray.
If you eat the body
And drink the blood
Of Jesus Christ wisely
You will live internally.
May 06/2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe
Mussabwa Chris
When you want to achieve a great goal
Do not think that achieving is impossible
Such an attitude will make you damn weak
Believe that you can earn victory surely
Take all those relevant measures positively
And keep a record of all your great efforts
Chalk out a plan to fulfill your golden mission
Never bring a break to your sincere attempt
Do not convey that to everybody foolishly
As most of the people are not interested
They may even discourage you ignorantly
Analyze your skill and then you decide
If you feel that you can surely gain success
Plunge into the deal putting heart and soul
Have not a meek second-idea to dominate
Once you have firmly established your aim
Human beings are equally bestowed with skill
None is superior or great compared to another
Proceed ahead by exercising gifted intelligence
Reap rich rewards by deploying your genius.
Yes, I am what you fear.
But it’s only because of
what you choose to believe,
and what you then choose to see,
that you manifest the threat
... which is apparently me.
Does that sound familiar
my prejudiced friend?
I’m something strong, strange and powerful
with no common ground shared;
but my mind’s unimportant,
just how I look - why you’re scared?
And with arrogant indifference
you don’t learn, change or grow
- ruthlessly efficient, no mercy to show.
Ignorantly happy, the worst human trait;
you can’t be bothered to know me -
you just want to hate.
Most who claim to have attained true happiness,
are more likely only ignorantly bliss.
Nigeria is on the precipice
A country in dire need of redemption
Blessed extravagantly by providence
But ravaged ignorantly by
Leadership failure
Built on faulty foundation of
Impunity, corruption and nepotism
Which has engendered overtime
Inequality of crass proportion
As insignificant few
Swim in obscene opulence
While embarrassingly majority
Wallow in criminal poverty
Arise you men of good will
Silence is no longer golden
Arise wrestle our country back
From the spirit of live and let die
Arise my compatriots to the clarion call
To rescue God’s masterpiece
From total annihilation
Stand up and be counted
Together let us overcome
There is nothing that can make the pain go away,
but eventually you'll learn to live with it.
It will captivate your consciousness like a cage,
paralyzed and powerless you poigantly sit.
There will be nightmares,
each day when you wake up it'll be the first thing you think about.
Brain inhabited by ignited fears, at the wall you ignorantly stare.
Feeling defeated, your head fills with doubt.
It will be all you can think about without fail
until one day it will be the second thing
as hard as you tried to no avail
the pain rears it's head, relentlessly reoccuring
Violence
Money
***********
Proliferated by vain and vapid artistry
Break and take the young of our society
She says to them
Our stolen water is sweet
And you'll find the secret bread a delectable treat
So why don't you come into our palace and eat
Stepping into the opulent hall
He unknowingly falls into the depths of hell
Pure things he hated
By selfishness he was dictated
Vile and vacuous things he created
No legacy left his life wasted
Propagated
//Superstitions//
I grew up to know;
// // // //
That a pregnant woman mustn't
be on street in the middle of a sunny day,
for the foetus her stomach houses might
be swapped for spirits from ancestral world.
That a grown up lad that bedwets
should pay twilight homage
to an upright tree
& twist butts in its presence.
That to trip over your left leg tells
/dooms/red light/misfortune/& bad luck/
&whenever I smash my right feet
o'er an hidden root,it's positivity & goodluck.
That when a star rushes down
& vacate the sky,
it's a proverbial way of telling
us 'bout the exit of an hero.
That ghosts find ways out of their beds
& come home each thursdays,visiting
their households & foods should either
be sprayed outside or placed in, uncovered !
That whoever urinates in river has
ignorantly dared Oluweri's wrath
&attendees at his ceremonies shall
be drenched by violent downpour.
That mothers that die aren't dead,
They loiter around,watching after their fruits.
That a sudden weird wave in the ear drum
is an evil call from the terrestrial world.
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Tasleem Fadairo
I am a word junkie
I cannot get enough of them
The more I learn, the more I realize
How few words I know
When I put a dictionary on my lap
And begin flipping through it,
I am amazed.
I feel illiterate,
How I can write anything at all
is a mystery to me.
Did my teachers know these words?
Why did they not teach them to me?
I am bereft
Forlorn, humbled
So I have to hide the dictionary from myself
So I can continue on, ignorantly writing away without words.
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