Tosan was always excited every time he had people calling him whether to discuss, to check on him, or even when he was told others were extending their greetings to him. All these made him to feel warm on the inside as he plastered a huge smile on his face. He really felt loved with all the attention, love and care he seemed to be getting.
One fateful day, he got a call — only this time it wan’t a call he was expecting because he had lost touch with the caller for a long time and therefore didn’t have…
May of 2019 came with a suggestion for me to Pray throughout all the days and being my birth month too, I’d appreciate a God given gift. Started off with the task (not sure I completed all the days), this leaves me with another valid reason why instant documentation is important.
On one of the days I was searching, brooding upon what I should ask God for as a Birthday Gift and Boom.. …
With a heart overwhelmed with gratitude
I’ve just come to expose myself
Cause with exposure comes strength
And that’s how it’s works with you.
I just want to be with you
To be always where you are
You who are My Lord, My Love, My All
You who have won my heart.
You know I’m human Dear Father
Mistakes I make, some grievous too
Please look kindly on this poor girl
And help her through the way of Life.
You see my heart Loving Father
You know my heart, Love of my heart
You see my frailties , One who…
He loves too deeply
He loves to a fault
His gaze’s so tender
Voice ah… so soothing
Personality is divine.
As your eyes dance
Upon my very being,
Your constant care
Melting this heart of mine,
Your strong arms
Drowning my insecurities
Your warm whisper
Assuring me I’m all worth it
Sitting teary eyed
On a trip to ‘thought land’
How could it ever be
In this lifetime of mine
That you have crossed my path
One who can relate to me
who understand me so well
You correct me in love
And you are still so patient.
What happened to Nigeria?
My people are scared to see daylight
They’re kidnapped, violated, assaulted and killed
The Children are pleading ‘Don’t lie to us’
Young ones are striving to make ends meet
My people are smiling while in shackles
The Voice of Judgement cries “Please help”!
More people becoming homeless on daily basis
The oppressed are gagged with poison of silence
Her Children are sick; others dying
Depression stealing bright minds away
And time is ticking tick tock
The rich are richer, and the poor poorer
A Giant, now once upon a time.
I hear her shrill voice calling…
Tears roll uncontrollably
With emotions running high
Thinking of a country
That still means home to me.
Where did we go wrong?
Her land incessantly raped
Her peace has turned to chaos
Her life is seemingly dead
Her hospitality is now cruelty
Her comeliness masked by envy
Corruption has become a lifestyle
We cry our leaders are corrupt
Ain’t we as lay men too?
Insatiable desires overwhelmed by greed
Her young lacks respect
Her children impoverished
Her old tells story of her lost glory
Her currency is mere paper
Economy in comatose
Brilliant minds scamming others
Her people merciless
Yayyyy… it’s my birthday!
Well… (not exactly, but 4 days ago it was — gotcha).
Previously, the new year for me has always been a mix of elation and then sheer indifference. High expectations, then dashed hopes and then on to not just caring about absolutely anything. It’s fair to ask, why the extreme swirls of emotions over time — the answer in just a simple term is ‘Life’ and all the emotions it brings with it.
I’m sure Life may have dealt with you in the same manner if I were to direct the same question to you. Though…
Today, I tell a tale of a country that used to be so beautiful.
One that once had Land green and lush with fruitfulness
Where there was great unity despite diversity
And had Children playing gleefully
Adults chatting peacefully
Animals trotting graciously
Birds chirping melodiously
Schooling done enthusiastically
Visiting with cheerfulness
The elderly duly respected
Her young taken care of
Yellow buses cruising with mastery
Her people living harmoniously
Arguments settled gracefully
Immorality met with disapproval
Honesty practiced unconsciously
Monies earned honestly
Discipline embraced by her children
Hard work — A motto for her Children
Help rendered empathetically
Commodities sold reasonably
The Masses living with the Fear of God.
What happened to this Nigeria I once knew?
P. S: This is applicable to so many countries on how it used to be then!
Watch out for I SHED TEARS
I have to talk
I take the heat
I get neglected
I’m not appreciated
You put me on the spot
And make me look so bad
You get away with things
And heap the blame on me
Though I stand as your voice
You try to bring me low
I’m not a Robot!
Man, I’ve got feelings too!
I try to hide in smiles
How crushed you make me feel
How sad I feel alone
The pain you put me through
Is it a bad thing
That I lend my voice to you?
It’s putting a strain on me