Dear Love,
It’s no mere cliché,
what people say
that being a man
is no easy slide.
But though,
having a beautiful woman
to love and cherish
alone wont make it a jolly ride.
yet the effect of you
looking up to
and cheering at me
adds adventure
to each and every stride.
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Once again from my window
Down across the street she roams
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Sin lives at my door post, every minute knocking
Offenses arrayed in every day’s wake; temptation lurking
I’ve courted compromise; arrogance, lusts are familiar neighbors
I shudder ‘n horror as scum and bile my palate savors.
Apparently, mere will always will miserably fail
There’s war in my members, I feel so terribly frail
Can I truly be stripped of this self – this my garment? Read the full article here …
The world is standing on her crown
Her skirt’s open to outer space
Everything is seen in delusion
For rebellion like a thick fog mantles the atmosphere
I’d like to dedicate this piece to the bereaved families of the victims in the dis-heartening, recurrent violent crises around Jos, Plateau State. I pray that God will help us do what we should as a people and as a Government to keep these evils far from us, and to restore a lasting song of Joy and recovery in those parts.
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Now and then a stranger or event
rings a familiar bell
and I’m caught wondering
how it’s a small world really.
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I have friends who love me,
In this wise, I accord most of them merit.
In thick and thin, some ‘ve been there really
Yet it’s only within a human limit.
When I’m needy they often offer help -
At least they show sympathy when unable.
They also have their own problems and handicap
Like me, they are finite - thwarted by the impossible.
There is only one friend who is infinite,
His divine essence transcends the limits of the sky;
I can refer to Him my every plight
For He is in reiterating multiples stronger than I.
He only can assure in the roller coaster of uncertainty and doubt
And hold me fast enough when I’m fiercely spun;
He can reach deep enough to draw me out
If ever I’m caught in the dreary depths of sorrow’s canyon.
In trouble, in peace, He’s right there by my side -
No vacation or distance comes between us;
When I need comfort, He knows just how I feel inside
As the apple of one’s eyes, I’m to Him precious.
He has moved mountains and calmed troubled seas,
His grace has never failed and avails me even now;
My God-friend – His power shines in tender mercies;
Why ever have I worried? He always has known ‘the how’.
2001, poem by Tee Akindele
Self is frail; alone, the way is grim
who best can support me?
Journeying thru this world a pilgrim
No help like Jesus can ever be!
When I bow my knees in prayer
He bows from heaven to hear my plea;
in every desperation hour
The rock of ages shelters me. Read the full article here …
Food for the body or the body for food?
Love is the soul’s good
And joy is in its fill.
One blessed with love knows best the thrill
Of loving others: helping them to feel.
Love a man and you would help him love another
This is love’s geometric magic – love’s thrill
