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Albert A. Olofinnika Poem
Smile! though your heart is
aching,
Smile! though your world seems
falling,
Smile! whatever comes ringing,
SMILE! and soon you'll come
singing.
Copyright © Albert A. Olofinnika | Year Posted 2010
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Albert A. Olofinnika Poem
A little patience,
Tomorrow shall come
And you’ll be a day older.
Just a little patience,
The egg shall hatch
And the chick shall be cock.
A little patience,
The night will be over
And morning shall come.
Just a little patience,
What shall come shall come
And will not wait.
A little patience,
What was lost could be found
And be possessed again.
Just a little patience,
You’ll have your wish
And your dreams come true.
A little patience,
What looks scanty will be plenty
And be more than enough.
Just a little patience,
What was planted would be ripe
And ready for harvest.
Copyright © Albert A. Olofinnika | Year Posted 2011
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Albert A. Olofinnika Poem
Why do you stand down?
When you are meant to stand out
The world is waiting right outside your door
What are you waiting for?
Come on, here’s your chance to live.
Don’t let it slip through your hand
Be free to live your dream and stand,
Release the giant within and step out
Let your spirit fly above the clouds
And be who you really want to be.
Copyright © Albert A. Olofinnika | Year Posted 2011
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Albert A. Olofinnika Poem
Sowing-and-reaping’s rule is pure,
Whatever you give you’ll procure,
When you sow evil, it comes back in folds to you,
And if it’s good, you’ll have it in multiples too,
Each time you give a soul hope,
It appears when you’re on the ropes,
And when you pull a folk down,
You’ll meet defeat on your way uptown,
What you give out is coming; it’s heaping,
That is the law of “sowing and reaping”.
Copyright © Albert A. Olofinnika | Year Posted 2011
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Albert A. Olofinnika Poem
We are all beautiful,
For we’re all God’s wonderful creature
When He made us male and female then-
God looked and saw that it was all good.
He made some big and some small,
Some are young and some are old
Some are white and some are black
Some are short and some are tall.
No matter where you come from too,
Whatever the colour of your hair and eyes
Or the shape of your head and nose
God made it so and we are all beautiful.
We’re made in God’s image- that’s cool;
Whichever language you do speak,
It doesn’t even matter what you look like
God loves you for ‘we are all beautiful!’
Copyright © Albert A. Olofinnika | Year Posted 2011
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Albert A. Olofinnika Poem
No money, no friend,
That’s the usual trend,
When you’ve got money you’re a guest,
For you’ll find plenty of friends and respect,
But if you don’t have it you’re a pest,
They’ll trample on you with no slightest prospect.
Copyright © Albert A. Olofinnika | Year Posted 2010
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Albert A. Olofinnika Poem
Once a time; there lived a lad,
From his mime; he was so sad,
Yummy meals he never had,
But one good day; he was so glad,
For with his pay; he ate salad.
Copyright © Albert A. Olofinnika | Year Posted 2011
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Albert A. Olofinnika Poem
Though the tide blows rough and tough,
And the tempest rages long and strong,
I’ll keep sailing on and on.
The sea might be slide and wide,
And could be noisome and troublesome,
I’ll keep sailing on and on.
Even when my strength is small and fall,
There’s no going back or slack,
I’ll keep sailing on and on.
Till I see the light right and bright,
And get the primed prize and rise,
I’ll keep sailing on and on.
Copyright © Albert A. Olofinnika | Year Posted 2010
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Albert A. Olofinnika Poem
To you "the special one" I pray:
May bliss from heaven light
your way,
With joyful returns of the day,
Hear the shout: hip-hip-hip!
hurray!
To you today on your birthday.
Copyright © Albert A. Olofinnika | Year Posted 2010
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Albert A. Olofinnika Poem
It’s a small world you know?
Maybe you once had some friends or folk
That you could have helped or saved; but didn’t,
Thinking you’d have another chance someday,
But sooner or later, they were gone,
It’s a tiny universe.
Sometimes; might want to do a soul some harm,
Thinking you two never will see again,
But you might want to give a second thought,
Because you never can tell friend,
Someday, somewhere, you might just run into him,
It’s a tiny universe.
What if sometimes you stand afar?
Wanting to throw a stone into the marketplace,
Never allow your emotion to overwhelm,
For you never can tell its destination,
Don’t you think it could strike a kin?
It’s a tiny universe.
Sometimes, the deed of kindness done,
And the heart of love shown
Do come back in manifolds from that man,
And most times from ones you never knew,
Of a truth it pays to act right and be good,
It’s a tiny universe.
Copyright © Albert A. Olofinnika | Year Posted 2010
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