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We beheld the beauty of the first garden in originality
Life in its simplicity
An egalitarian world
Needs and wants afar us
We neither pray nor fast to feed belly
We commune and fellowship face to face
Flesh and spirit is one
Death abortive
The proclaim wisdom acclaimed by man
Hamper it intended mission
Placed us amidst mess
Deviation from the state of merriment, rest, respite, jollity
Who is to be blame?
The creator, the created perhaps the mediator
The blameless remain irreproachable
They’re will wheel us to this end
Selfish being
End of discussion hope for a new heaven
Behold you are the garden
The seed to design second palace
Feed the feeble
The tree that shelter the vagabond yet build bridges
The river that giveth life
The Peace that accommodate conflict yet combat evils
You’re second Adam
Special breed ordained to bring heaven on earth
Awake!!!
The mediator yet live
It intended mission yet live
Steal, kill and destroy
Girdle your heart and take your position
Now you are gods.
Build your dreamed world
Habitable for all
The Lesser Of Two Evils
(Always Gets My Vote)
Miracle Man
10/7/2024
What once were blatant lies,
are now merely, “I misspoke.“
Are us non degree folks stupid,
or is it another political joke?
Politicians tour the country smiling,
shaking hands and grooving.
But a clue to their “misspeaking”,
they’re lips are always moving.
While they may put us in classes,
seeing us as either sheep or goats.
But we still have what they need,
they can’t survive without our votes.
Vote your conscience
"My fellow Americans
ask not what your country can do for you—
ask what you can do for your country."
John F. Kennedy
Giving of myself entirely
and making others happy
is my greatest wish,
no other passion is greater than this:
intensely feeilng it and sharing it.
Some have thrown stones at me without a solid reason,
and murmured wicked words filled with jealousy and hate,
not knowing that truth was my lighthouse not standing alone...
that one day would have shed light everywhere! My night
wasn't the darkest and my morning was the brightest!
I have seen again those malevolent eyes,
but those evils hearts didn't give me a chance to love them,
and reading their unloving thoughts I avoided them;
are they dead or alive, roaming the dark forest of their soul,
never seeking the warm light of another sunrise?
Giving of myself entirely
is a passion and a devotion;
my happiness echoes with gleeful emotion,
seeing them smile and laugh, shake hands
and congratulate themselves for their good fortunes.
If they thought as I think and loved as I love,
no unkindness would deprive anyone of giving of themselves;
so what's the cause of their malcontent? Hatred, selfishness or pride?
I've come to this shocking conclusion: self-love!
It's the huge cloud blocking our sun and making it really unbright!
I'd rather spend my days by myself than having untrue friends,
friendship should be that iron bar that no heat is ever able to melt;
understanding, forgiving and loving is the strongest allegiance
we could ever wish or dream of...then let your honesty be it!
Let's built tomorrow on trust, not self-gain, and love each other!
I am a Father
I am a father of a Daughter
Who is in the age of teen
You will say my worries are very correct
She may be my daughter
When she walks in roads
her mind has been polluted by posters
When she reads a journels
she may be disturbed by the photos
When she watch a channel
her thoughts may be diverted by the plays
As a father ,my worries are correct
Her school and environment may be good
But her way to school and scenes in roads?
Sex and lust is everywhere
None is having common sense and road sense
Kissing and embarrassing love is found common
There is an attacks
on our girl’s morality and conduct
Rise my dear Fathers against this evil
To protect our daughters from these evils
Nigeria my Country
Assailed,buffeted and violated
By evils of unimaginable proportions
Lies prostrate at the crossroads
Insurgency an anathema in our country
Has torn to shreds Our territorial integrity
Banditry and kidnapping like cancer
Are gnawing at our very existence
Human lives are more devalued
Than our cursed currency
Nothing looks strange any more
Nothing is certain any more
The Shepherd has lost control
And the flock scattered
In all directions
Don’t cry my beloved country
Cause help is on the way
Beyond these challenges
Nigeria looks beautiful
But woe betide every Partaker
In this national calamity!
The evils in this world, to conquer them will never be,
the only way to defeat these things, is inside of you and me.
You see it’s up to the ones, who in light they live,
to a dying world, our life for them we give.
To defeat the darkness that lives inside,
showing all who look within, we have nothing to hide.
To make a change in our own life you see,
to live a life of light, walking accordingly.
To show that change, be that change, showing our love instead,
for in that darkness, we’re no longer dead.
Yet in that light, the shadows will always show,
we are the same, but on a different path we go.
Defeating the evil, inside our own-self you see,
to conquer the darkness in the world, starts within you and me.
We Christians sing and speak often of 'The Days of Eligah'.
We say and proclaim that we are presently living in "The
Days of Eligah'. Is it because we long for miracles? Is it
Because we anticipate gushing rains of revival? Is it
Because the evils of Ahab and Jezebel are knocking at our
door steps? There is no denying the reality of all the above,
And we could very well be right about the seasons and the times.
I could be wrong, but I beg to differ about our present days.
May I suggest that these are 'The Days of Jeremiah'? Days of
More weeping, interceding, uncompromising, and repenting?
Days of willingness to obey, and for Christians in both pulpits
and pews without compromise to say, "Thus says The Lord"?
In time, we will assuredly have our 'Days of Eligah' with its
Explosive confrontations, encounters, conflicts, decisiveness.
In time, an expansion of governmental and political clashing.
Such fiery days are vastly different from 'The Days of Jeremiah'.
I contend that for Christians, these are 'The Days of Jeremiah'.
Jeremiah was the weeping prophet with fires burning deep within.
He was infused with a fire that could not be quenched. His task was
to plea for God's people to return to Him if ever judgment was to be
averted. I could be wrong, but I believe that 'The Days of Eligah' stands
willingly, and readily waits for the fulfillment of 'The Days of Jeremiah'.
093021PS
My Political Opinion
Miracle Man
10/24-2024
Voting time is here and I had a voice,
much finger pointing from lying accusers.
I’ve marked the box black beside my choice,
while believing I was picking from two losers.
Both have made vows not intending to keep,
it’s say what they must just to get elected.
But neither will lose one minute of sleep,
my thought is that both should be rejected.
Lately, it’s been the same every four years,
I pray there won’t be any more upheavals.
One will be chosen by majority of their peers,
Once again I voted for the lesser of two evils.
I was getting so restless,
And anger was taking over me,
Making me go wild and senseless,
Running through dense forest in my head,
Searching for some light in my lifeless life.
Light that could show me the way ,
The way towards some warmth ,
Warmth that can get rid of my cold stinging pain ,
I always needed "someone" to lead me to that light,
And I failed every time to find that "someone".
My breath hitched but i didn't wanna stop,
I was desperate for my escape,
My escape from my dying life,
My heart was telling me that I ....
That I was so close to finding that "someone".
Suddenly it was so bright,
So bright that i couldn't see my dark past,
I found the light....
The light that keeps me light,
The light that keeps me warm.
The burden I carried until now was gone,
All the evils threatening me were now gone,
All of my pain was gone,
Everything that removed smile from my face was just gone,
I feel so happy and safe.
I tried to find the source of my 'light',
That made me smile once again,
That made me "the me" before I fell into an evil maze,
Where I drained all of my energy for nothing,
And lost myself in it.
A sudden realization hit me ,
The one that I was trying to find all along,
that "someone" and,
The one I chased after to find happiness ,
That bright 'light' is,
Is none other than me.
I now chuckled thinking that,
I was chasing and finding for myself,
I closed my weary eyes ,
Relaxing and forgetting all the sleepless nights,
Feeling myself,the precious me,
All I wanted now is to live longer,
Live longer for myself !
Words recess and my heart weeps
When I pen a tribute to you...
How could that even happened?
We were three and you are gone
I don't even like to use past tense
when it comes to your presence...
I used to hear" kutti" 100 times a day,
Now my ears bleed without hearing your voice...
Starting from a tooth paste to the bank balance
Every decision was taken by you.
Now, when I am demanded
to get death certificate for you,
Do you know, how it hurts?
Empty chair and cot and reading glasses
remind you often;
The carrom board and pallanguzhi we played
are nearly orphans...
No matter how old I am,
You always treated me as a kid.
No matter how poor you were,
You discerned me as your princess
For the past 1 year, you went nowhere
without me,
But on that particular day, from where
did you get that guts to leave me?
You have done no evils
And so you are in heaven and there,
You may get everything you desire .
But just tell me,
Do you have a daughter like me, there?
Who thinks of you daily,
Who cries for you ,
Who wishes to utter trivial stories to you,
Who wants to share every news with you,
Who craves to laugh and play with you,
and who knows nothing but you...
You left your last breath that day,
But I am grappling to breath now every day...
So, you may ask,
"Then why are you still there, come join me"
It's because of your wife, my mom,
I am living here...
You had a harsh heart to leave your loved ones,
But my heart is a feeble one...
Dedicated to my dad who left us on July 05 2020.