Sunday Morning

It's Sunday Morning
Church bells Ringing
The Lord is calling
The choir Singing
Christians sit in church
Waiting for a spiritual touch
It is here we plead forgiveness
From our Iniquities
We can feel his presence
And live our lives in Tranquility

The Preacher stepped on the podium
In an atmosphere devoid of pandemonium
He had a message to deliver
Which made the congregation shiver
About the Coming of the Lord
And the End of Time
This was the spoken word
We have to cross the line
The Church was in total silence
As we felt the word’s essence

The people were filled
With wisdom and knowledge
They were ready to make their lives
Worthy of Emulation
This was a feeling
We experienced once in a week
In a special way
On a Sunday

We see the need to please our maker
That we do not fall prey to the soul taker
The Preacher creates awareness
And demands our readiness
To be counted among the righteous
The courteous and virtuous
That will see the Lord on that day
And leave the world to decay
But, do we have to get this sensation only once in a week?
The Kingdom of God, we must seek
If we would exude holiness to the peak
Righteousness is for everyday of our lives
And not reserved for Sunday morning

Without the Painting

Fifteen Minutes in front of the Mirror
Brushing, Cleaning, Dusting, and Painting
Tracing every line without error,
After all the stress, it is worth nothing.
Trying to enhance beauty
But Ignorant of Natural beauty
Her Lips are blood red,
Her eyelashes are pitch black
Her skin is as white as snow
At the culmination of her painting
She stepped out, a puppet,
She's a clown that wouldn't make you laugh
She appears in Colors
In an already colored world

She passes by and all heads turn
She is pleased by the attention she draws
She takes every step skillfully
Because she's a painted Queen.
After the Catwalk and conspicuousness
She goes home to wash off the colors
And begins another round of painting in the morning

Without the painting, she's an angel
She's the perfect picture of nature.
An epitome of Beauty
Illuminating Vivacity
As too much seasoning spoils the soup,
Too much colors ruin the look
Without the painting, she's natural
She's unadulterated and original.

The painting is like addition to perfection
Which makes perfection a counterfeit
You're lovely the way you are
I'll go for a girl without the Painting

Good Night

The day is far spent
And every man goes to his tent
It's the dawning of the dusk
A change from light to darkness.
The sun sets in the west
And it is time to rest
Suddenly the sky is covered
With a black cloak
With tiny shiny dots that sparkle
In the big beautiful firmament.
This lovely darkness
Means we have to go to bed

I sit looking at the sky,
I see the sparkling stars
And feel the cool night air
I cannot but appreciate the beauty of nature
But I must soon lay my head
On my beloved bed
And travel far, beyond reach
To a world of fantasy,
To dreamland.
Where life is extremely beautiful
And we never want to come back
I must sleep to dream.
I was determined
To experience this beautiful fantasy.

I walked in and wished the family "Good Night"
Expressed appreciation for God's protection
And i was ready to face what the night had to bring
With a wonderful "Good Night, sleep tight and sweet dreams"
I departed and resurrected in the morning

Have you told a loved one "Goodnight" tonight?

Good Morning

Darkness slowly losing its grip of the day
Giving way to the light of the skies
The distinct melody of the crowing cock
Could be heard from a distance.
Serving as the ancient clock.
The genesis of another 24hours
The foundation of a pillar
The beginning of a season,
A new dawn

Awoken by the crow of the cock
Rolling lazily on the bed
Enjoying every minute of the Night
As though it would never end
But the night has delivered the morning
A transition from darkness to light

The door to my eyes have finally been unlocked
Stretching and yawning,
It’s a beautiful morning.
On my knees, I express gratitude
For being numbered in today’s population.
I slowly step out of the room
To know if the others made it.

But they still snore,
And I refuse to ignore
They have not recovered from the shock
Of the silent night.
Silently, with the melody of the birds,
I whisper a sweet “Good Morning Dear”
“How was your Night”?
Let the Joy of the Day Begin.
For it’s a beautiful blessing
To experience a wonderful morning

Have you told a loved one "Good morning" today?

The Lost Sheep

Tears rolling down my face
Crying, searching for grace
Memories of the past
Flashes through my mind
This love cannot last
If the bond does not bind
I knelt soaked in tears
I had to face my fears
And seek Forgiveness
Be free from my weakness

A moment of Pleasure
And I've lost my treasure
I couldn't tell what came over me
I was in a state of trance
I'm not the man I used to be
I need another Chance
She stared at me in disbelief
It gave me no relief
To see her heart broken
From my slumber I had woken

She looked at me and began to Cry
She looked to the sky and asked God "Why"
This could lead to Strife
But I love my Wife
I deserved any Punishment for my Crime
Because It was Judgment Time
Amid tears, arms opened Wide
I stood up to hug my Bride
I had been Forgiven
My sins were Forgotten
I'll never forget this day
For I am a lost sheep that found its way.

Time

Irreversible constant motion
The Ultimate healer of every wound
Time used is a memory
Time being used is an experience
And time unused is the future.
The reason for ageing
Our close, distant friend
that owes no explanation
for passing by without notice,
Slowly turning our dark hair grey
As we watch our life gradually decay.

The hands of the clock strikes continually
As the future is brought to our doorstep
The last minute becomes history
And history is soon forgotten.
Although we cannot stop time
we can make the best use of it
Time gives us hope of a better future
as darkness slowly becomes morning
or remorse for a terrible past
as we realise it has caused irrevocable damage

It is prudent to ply this seemingly endless journey with caution
Because our close, distant friend is not friendly
Sometimes we want time to move twice as fast
Because we're trying to overcome a difficult situation
or we never want it to end
Because we're enjoying every minute of it
Make wise use of this abundantly scarce commodity TIME

The Idle Mind

An Idle mind, the Devil's workshop
Bringing you to the Last Bus stop
The state of being Unengaged
Jobless and receiving no wage
An extreme feeling of boredom
Perfect for the Obtrusion of Temptation
As creepy thoughts gradually crawl in

Maria is in the Kitchen doing the dishes
She can't do better coz she is a housewife
"I wanna work in a Company" she wishes
She craves for more, she needs a better life.
A knock at the door calls her attention
A man walks in to fix the Television
An embodiment of handsomeness
Maria fancies him
One thing leads to another
Some Minutes later John steps into his house
and finds another man in bed with his spouse

Benny had graduated from school
He was always home when everyone went to work
Helpless and lonely, he wandered like a fool
In his boredom someone knocked on the door
Its Benny's school friend Buck
"Benny could you please accompany me to somewhere"
This meant freedom from loneliness he could not bear
They walked through the streets
Under the scorching sun
Suddenly Buck tells him to get into the car
Benny could not tell whose car it was.
Mommy gets back home and can't find Benny
She asks the neighbours about her sonny
She sits for a glass of Juice
As she sees her boy on the 7 o clock news
Benny was charged for snatching a car
He never knew the Police wasn't so far.

If Maria had a job, she would never have gone astray
If Benny was engaged, he would never have gone with Buck
Although they all appeared to be Victims of circumstance
Their minds was idle.
They were manipulated like Chess pieces by the Devil himself
Because their Idle Minds became his workshop

Beauty Without Brains

An exquisite Catwalk
on beautiful high heels
Taking every step one by one
on beautiful streets,
Walking with boldness
As she passes, all heads turn
To stare at this fair skinned damsel
She’s the definition of beauty
The culmination of fairness
A creature specially created
She’s probably been overrated
She drives men insane
But she’s a Beauty Without Brains

She uses her natural decorations
To commit numerous abominations
The things she does in the dark
Always shows on her back
Beauty without brains
If only she knew the pains
Her mother went through
Maybe she’d change.
A young charming figure
who boasts of her looks
But cannot figure
what is written in books.
A beauty to behold
So young and bold
She dresses in expensive wears
But has nothing upstairs
She has to walk the right lane
Because she’s a beauty without brains

Hawker Girl

Every single day, she passes by
And stirs up a feeling I can’t deny
I’m not so happy about what she does
But in her organization, she’s the boss
A beautiful young girl
Who does nothing but sell,
She has to raise money for the family
Because her parents earn no salary.
A girl with a future so bright
But hasn’t come to see the light,
The light education has to bring
For a new song she will sing

Although I don’t like what she sells
I’m bound to her like a spell
Each time she passes
I cherish the glances
I call her but she says “I’m Dirty”
I tell her “It enhances your beauty”
The dust is powder
She is shy and wants to cry
Whenever she smiles the earth quakes
The ground breaks and the world shakes
I let her know, what she does is not a crime
But she should always wear a smile
She does what she does well
But she’s a hawker girl

My friends tell me I’m losing my integrity
By hanging out with someone so filthy
If only they know what I feel
My burning desire and zeal
For this helpless angel
Maybe they’d never bother
Affection beyond human reasoning
Tastes like food, when added seasoning
My attention, attraction and admiration
Is for no one but the hawker girl.

Happy New Year.

Its a new day, its a new year

The beginning of another series of 12 months

the celebration of another new year

Another 365 days

Its a political year for Nigeria

To choose leaders with the right criteria

Its another valentine's day

its another birthday

Its the same things we've done in previous years

only this time we're doing it without fear

It 2007

I hope we make it to heaven

Click here for Happy New Year (2)

Temptation

Strong desire to stray and go the wrong way
Deception so intense, attraction immense
Answering the call leading to a great fall
An action taken with uncertainty
which brings about remorse

The course for leaving the right track
The reason for having a flaw
The sweeter looking part of two choices
The fall of the great tower

Succumbing to the sweet deceptive voice,
Is like a crack in the chain,
which slowly becomes a break
and leads to damage

Temptation, the thief of ethics
Harbinger of shame
Reproach to humanity
Deprives one of nobility

An attractive force so powerful
Almost impossible to overcome
The wise will always resist temptations
Though it is not easy, it requires endurance

Yielding to temptation shows weakness
It is the picture of a drowning man
Who catches the straw
It is the trap you almost didn’t fall into
Once fallen, the action cannot be undone

Overcoming proves your worth
And makes a man stronger
And ready for the next challenge
It is more rewarding to overcome
The thief of happiness: TEMPTATION

Grace

Favor Unmerited, Love Inherited
Freely given yet beyond measure
Priceless grace accepted without objection
Kindness expressed Joyfully
Grace is Love, Love is of God
Offered without a grudge.
The second chance that wasn’t deserved
The accolade awarded to a loser
Having the assurance of victory
Becoming an overcomer

Grace is mercy for punishment
Kindness for judgment
Though humans remain Obstinate
God’s grace is sufficient.
Even when we fall, he will call
And make us stand up tall
Grace is pardon to the offender
Forgiveness to the sinner
Simply Unmerited Favor

I WOULDN'T SAY

I wouldn’t say that I am resistant to temptation
But I’ll try hard to resist
I wouldn’t say that I won’t be attracted to someone
But I’ll keep loving you
I wouldn’t say I can’t stop loving you
But while the game is on, we play it
I wouldn’t say I am flawless or a perfect lover
But together we’ll correct our mistakes
I wouldn’t say you were caught by my charm
But you loved me the way I am
I wouldn’t say there won’t be trials
But our reaction would determine our victory
I wouldn’t say there won’t be sad times
But we won’t let it exceed itz limit
I won’t say I’ll always be there for you
But when I’m not, know that I’ve always wanted to,
Know itz a circumstance beyond my control

There are many things I won’t want to say
But you know as well as I do that they may happen
Our love is very much stronger.
And though the bond that keeps us close together could break
Letz keep it unbreakable while we can.

Mother

Forgetting your love is Insanity
Reciprocating your kindness, my responsibility
My world reflects around you,
You taught me the things to do
Survival, existence couldn’t have been much easier,
Without you by my side.
You gave me life just when I thought of dying
You gave me confidence when I didn’t have any
You made me strong when the going was tough
You made a man out of a boy.

Everyday I give thanks to the most high
For giving me such wonder
Whose love takes me to the sky
Your image I will never plunder
Happy to have felt a mother’s touch
I hope someday
i will appreciate the affection once felt
Under your arms
Just to show that I love you.

Jilted

My heart is broken, though no words spoken
My mind opened, to receive a love that will never be given
You were my light, so bright you shone and defaced every darkness
Your smile crushed every sadness
But when I look at the sky
I have reason to cry
Because I’m JILTED

Deep inside I bleed, coz I’m in dire need
A wound that can only be healed,
By the feeling of your warm touch
The absence of you makes me empty
I’m filled with so much grief
All I have is tears, pain and loneliness
Only the walls can hear my cries
Because I’m JILTED

Come back my love
You are as sacred as a dove
My life will never be complete
Without you by my side
Wealth cannot give the comfort
Your love brings
What is money without love
I Love you and I don’t wanna be
JILTED

The Internet

The internet is one great technological thing that has kept people going, think of the long hours you spend in front of the screen surfing, a time you definitely cannot spend doing something else, think of being awake probably all through the nite typing, chatting, bloging, mailing, posting, recieving and all that, but whatever you do just let it be good.
A whole lot of people abuse the privilege of being on the net and use their talents negatively, this is no more news as a lot of people have fallen victim or fallen prey to these fraudulent talented guys.
why the word talented? "Talented" because these guys are really gifted but they tend to exercise or utilise their talents negatively, it takes brains to convince and decieve somebody completely.
thatz the talent we're talking about, itz not really easy talking people out of doing what they do coz thatz probably their livelihood but tell me how you would feel if you were the one who fell prey to the ferocious fraudsters ready to devour any mugu. guys can always invest their talents in honest means of aquiring wealth, it requires hardwork though but it definitely leads to success and thatz the spirit, the spirit of doing what is right.
personally i won't say i'm some kinda genius or something coz i alwayz believe there's always something to learn and thatz exactly what i always try to do.
the point is NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO, JUST DO WHAT IS RIGHT
love from THE ORACLE

Broken Homes

Daddy yelling, Mummy weeping, Children watching,
hearts are broken though no words spoken,
the thief of marital bliss, breaks the peace
making them forget the vows taken
on the day of their first kiss.
Daddy must be filled with anger
as mummy's presence constitutes danger
if only they could settle down and resolve their differences
together, forever strengthen their weaknesses
from their faces erase the frown
never to let their union drown.

if only mummy would submit and daddy admit
maybe this would never had happened
their hearts opened to recieve and minds ready to believe
then the bleeding heart would heal and passion they will feel
once again the sun has risen, all darkness is driven
as joy, peace and love is restored
to the blessed union,
their promises honored
with joyful communion

Praise.

Life is like an endless journey
where we see things that are rather funny
we come across a lot of hurdles
which may come in bundles
raging like a roaring storm
they come to plough us down
we forget that we have a supreme being
who cares and forgives, no matter the sin
our existence on earth is by his grace
and all he desires is his praise


The holy book says that prayer moves mountain
but God inhabits his praise like a fountain
That which the Lord desires his Children should offer
for he answereth by fireThat we may not suffer
what then shall it profit us
to live our lives each day
itz like we're in a moving bus
that has lost itz way
our existence on earth is by his grace
and all he desires is his praise

No place like home.

I have searched everywhere in the world
but no place gives me joy like home.
Home may not neccesarily mean the house you live in
but wherever you come from is your home.
a whole lot of people have gone out of home,
and have decided not to come back,
perhaps they feel there is more they can get outside.
But if you would never have chances of making it in your home,
then God would never have given you such a home.
there is freedom, joy and a sense of belonging we feel,
when we are at home, because there is no place like home
East or west, Home is the Best.
All those who have left their motherland should return
for the greener pastures lie at home.

It is morning at last

Sometimes life gets so hard
that we think such problems do not have an end
Burdens, Worries and troubles started somewhere
and they will definitely have their end.
The night may be dark, fearful, long and silent
but the morning will definitely come with joy.
It is so bright, beautiful and Blissful.
the fact that freedom, joy or justice is delayed
does not mean it will never come
it is just at your doorstep and giving up
will not be a good idea at that point
because you will have course to smile and say
"It is morning at last".