The mysteries of life untold, Is in the barcode of our blood, the DNA, the master craftsman designed it for a purpose, the puzzle of existence, as we are a broken chain, one human, one existence, one source. Begs us, look, seek and find, in question of ourselves, our being, our source, do we have … Continue reading Redemption
Slow and steady Slow and steady The world moves… Fast and hurriedly Fast and hurriedly Man moves… This train of proposition brings about equilibrium in the universal make up, thus making the world complex. Understanding these undefined complexities to some varying extent ushers in the concept of “simplicity”. The world comprises three persons-Marxist theorem. This … Continue reading Who says life is simple?
Slowly, the curtain will fall, Slowly, the sun will fade And darkness will loom Upon our souls. Loudly, voices will wail And vent out their grief Harshly, teeth will gnash And sing about their loss. But soon, the tears will stop, Save for a little trickle; Slowly, the cries will cease, Save a lone whimper. … Continue reading We Die to Live
Sometimes, I just lie down on my bed and begin to ruminate on issues and experiences. On this particular day, this is what I thought about. It might not pass for a story, but should be an interesting read… enjoy! There are no simple things in this life. Things are simple because we assume them … Continue reading This world is not simple
I see you in the sun’s eyes In the untold mysteries hidden in d sky If the sky ever spoke with time You would be spelt out in awestrucking lines And from thence forth,there would never be night You are the mind of God And the gospel’s tongue You are the word And your … Continue reading Truth
I rise when time beckons, plying along my destined course as time doth ever blow by to me the clock calls, saying “On! On!! never stop” My route I ply with time, meeting faces along my tracks smiling ones, grumpy ones too. Some I touch, some I don’t, but every step draws me home. The … Continue reading The Transient
When I go, I go with tidings to bear, I go; For every soul must know either they be far or near; That we can rise, we can only if we care. On and on I’ll go to spread love round, I go; A love that for ever will flow and like the sun, ‘twill … Continue reading When I Go
Son! People will hate you because they cannot do what you do.
People will love you because they love what you do.
But, don’t be distracted by praises and criticism by men rather than moving forward.
Son! Don’t follow the crowds with negative mission.
Follow the crowds with creative and positive vision.