Service

She cries, where am I?
Your persistent weed and consistent greed let me die
It so sucked me up, sucked me till frailty
I was your hope, your fortune, your goldmine!
But, you slammed me silly and left me pine

Anguish raged, an avoidable repercussion
Families caged, now you scream for liberation?
I thought you knew my wisdom; an amazing connection
A connection of hearts, souls and spirits; an easily fathomable reaction

Unfortunately, its still brother’s killing for money
Sister’s bewitching each other’s wombs and body
A detestable design of man’s self-seeking ambition’s
The condition of operation that demeans Godly normalization
And human relations

Yes, yes! I’m still speaking, though you left me dying
My inner voice seems stronger than your “ignorance” rejoicing
She makes you oppress and suppress just to impress
Sadly, it’s lies of personal conquests aiding disastrous sequels
Of heart throbbing and aching bequests

Where is my concept?
The voice proclaiming, “It is you first!”
In distress, before me you’re the next
In success, would you be my guest?

Iwish you knew me
You would deftly aspire to be inspired by my desire to take you higher
Because an experience of elevation is preceded by submission
The submission that requires no expertise but offers demise to destructions premise…

It was a long walk in life’s wild
Where slander, treachery and mockery never mild
But couldn’t we walk this road together?
Just you and I forever, let’s make our world so much better.

Destiny...

Born to be great...
Born in a foreign land
Definitely, no mistake
Rather a mark on worlds' sand

Receipt of racist comments
Constant detesting of law's favoritism
This is my advent
An absence of mutualism

Visible scars on my neck;
wrestled desirously in school
Rights left on the deck
Authority pardons the mule

Survived doing drugs;
A streetwise mentality
Vehemently followed thugs
I slept in jail, was this my destiny?

Tortured less than a dog in prison
Suffered treacherously, the wardens unjust treatment
Thank God t'was for a lesson and season
A relationship I had to cement

I once believed in faith and obedience
It was the way,
The right way for conscience
I guess I had to die to live another day.

Nigeria...

Pain and Penury...
Fathers' Heart Soaked In Tears
Fear's Colony
women and Children Drapped In Sears

Regimented Thoughts Become Dads' Territory
Toiling Day and Night Just For Minimal Lots
Government's Entity
Poverty's Reach Came In Slots

Promises, Promises
Politician's Promises To Society
Service In Office For His Pocket
Education and Healthcare A Helpless Sorry
Our Money For Mansions and Banquets

Still Our Money In Foreign Accounts
A Natural Disaster Awaiting
Infrastructure Missing, See What It Amounts
High Interest Rates, Currency Drain Calling

Boast of Crude Oil In the Nation
Where Are The Refineries?
Billions Allocated To States For Development not Desolation!
Unemployment Heightens, The Craze of Militancy

Blessed With Abundant Resources
A Green Field of Untapped Potentials
An Unheard Cry For Help, Sickness and Death Toll Rise The Government Causes
B.A.D.D.E.M.O.C.R.A.C.Y Sincerely The Initials

Familys' Desiring The Good Life
Just Like The American Dream but It's The Nigerian Dream
Of Pocket First, The Wild Life
Animalistic behavior..So It Seems

I'm I Patriotic?
I Think so, Crying For Help From Above Authenticates It
Man Has Thoroughly Failed By Democratic Mystics
I Still Hope One Man Rises and Changes It

It's All Pain and Penury...

Like the sun

Today, some 16yrs back, a flaming beauty was born to the world as sparkles in the night sky…

She shined bright like the morning light, so bright that eyes cringed on her birth night;
Destinies castle welcomed her majesty and the armies of her heart and soul beckoned on gold territories
It was an unfolding of a princess’ dynasty.

Years past, her growth was rapid yet of perfection
A perfect creation of splendid attraction and dire admiration
Growth’s reaction from little baby to pretty lady
Was this awesome transition
Only time will tell; her full manifestation.

This design shouldn’t be much of a surprise
Cause her fairness couldn’t be of compromise
Even at 9 month’s and years of sunshine!
You should think twice

Roses are inadequate for this description
Even the peacock in all her elegance couldn’t do better
Little wonder my poetry isn’t much of ecstasy
But the art of metaphoric realities

No one could have pre-meditated this wonderful work of art;
It was a complete contact with structural craft
Even the so called inventors and future tellers wouldn’t stand a chance; only the potter understands his clay dance
For He knew you right from beginnings stance…

Disappointments

I thought life as solely truthfulness and concurring happiness; a distinct abode of smiles and abounding miles of sanity and sincerity, the design that disconnects and disaster are distant streets far off humanities divide. Even from the beginning this was meant to be the conditioning that every man should look after his next in bolted loving, to my abhorrence it’s a whole different occurrence. The tables are turned over in a devastated and distorted reality, albeit, experience and man’s cockiness and selfishness tell an infallible truth; “trust is necessary yet for a few.”

Taking a walk in the park, a discovery ensued that just as weeds grow to cheat nutrients away from shrubs and other minute plants; a feat of nature. Similarly, it’s the nature of man to cheat thereby, stoking the fire of positivism’s retreat to such intense degrees as to engrave deeply sullen expressions and emotions to maddening proportions. The heart of man is stricken with wickedness, treacherousness and laziness built over years to heights unseen. That’s the reason it has become a “norm” stepping on people to climb to the top, causing pain in lives and more importantly the disdain to step up your game.

To the more important, everybody wants to be a winner but, everybody can’t be a winner; anybody can. What’s your desire? You could cheat any other natural law except the law of sowing and reaping. You sow rice, you definitely would reap rice. Same goes for life, you sow laziness, you reap a portfolio of unhealthy and lazy results, a lazy family, a lazy health, a lazy bank account and all works of detestation. Wickedness and treacherousness practiced travels a revolution of 360 degrees, returning to there first emanation, so why be a participant of this evil allocation?

Finally, the realization that disappointments occur on different terms and conditions is the first step to curb the dangerous effects and functions. Subsequently, the solution is only stone throws away because there is the knowledge of the cause after deep and sincere soul searching for progression, hinging on the possibility and profitability of your liberty.

Comforter

It’s Another Great Depression!

An Era Of Deterioration And Inherent Retrogression
Where Anarchy And Seamless Iniquity Are Breaking Forth In Intensity
And The Temples, Shattering And Condescending Into Dire Agony
In Reaction, Conscience’s wall falls Just As Jericho’s Dynasty.

Sensuality Does An Effortless Journey Into The Temple Of Humanity
A Temple Once Held In High Esteem Is Demeaned To Spiritual Penury
Because The Presence Of Sensuality Is The Absence Of Spirituality
Turbulence Rages And Eternity Is Few Miles To Jeopardy.

They Partner In Crime; Heinousness And Decadence
These Two Work Together And Walk You Into Misery
Darkness Bids; A Call To Terminate Body, Soul And Spirit In Doggedness
Though There Is A Prospect Of The Bondage Release From Iniquity To A Supernatural Legacy With The Almighty To Avoid Eternal Calamity.

Do You Want to Break From Iniquity And Indignity?
There Is A Helper And Comforter Ready To Deliver
He Will Rebuild The Wall Of Your vacillating Faith And Stabilize The Waver Of Your Character
In Troubles And Sorrow He Is Always Ready To Answer
Because In Him There Is Always An Assurance Of Victory With Wonder

Merge Today Your Humanity With Divinity
Consequently, We Could All Rest Our Rock Houses On Passages And Streets Of Gold Destinies.
Imagine Streets Of Gold And Gold Balconies
We All Have Choices.

Do you know why?

The journey just began! Prior to the trials and tribulations, it was all roses and poses. Every bit of skill acquisition and proposition was another call for promotion. Life took you higher in response to your unflappable disposition, unfortunately you never learned of adversity; the reverse side of prosperity.

In all your soaring years, pride and contumacy clouded your life; neglect to character filled your personality. These evils became interwoven with your daily living and acting. Consequently, a natural law decided to make a mark; gravity pulled and a thumping drop construed as an absence of the supernatural.

Looking deeper, your filthy ways of life ensued from the no or poor knowledge of the creator of wealth. He made the coin of prosperity and its flip side; adversity. For a reason you were given so much, yet you did so little. It was a test of your love, too bad you failed; reverence and obedience were belittled and scrapped off your dictionary. In all this He still loved you and opted to teach you but, He needed your humility and faithfulness to start the foundation. It had to be step by step, much better if it was from scratch without contempt.

Tears of pain rolled down like heavy rain but, why cry when your character was a dire strain? It’s only for a moment and an obvious reason; the Potter wants his clay to learn management of wealth and obey, heavenly character should come to stay. Yours was to allow the master builder take you a block at a time, in time it would be all smiles once again with bigger strides to claim because you’ve understood life’s moving train in total gain.