A Night With The King

Heavy heart burden soul

Wounded heart troubled mind

A restless soul on the trouble ocean of life

Withered and suck out of life

Looking for someone to have a talk with

No one was there

Left all alone to oneself

It was heart dishearten

Been alone in the midst of the crowd

Locked out from the world

But there is someone close by

When a question pop up in mind

Who’s there? God’s there always

Standing close by and the talk ensue

A talk that will worth it at the end

It was a night to remember

Heart rend in talk with the king

God came down and sat in the chair

Will begin a talk, a talk of a father and son

A night with the King

A night of life encounter

With the king of kings

A night of heart rend petition with your maker

You took two seats out

Head long talk with your maker

In a talk with Him

A talk of life time

As if your life depends on it

Weathered and shattered by life

And tired of it all

Human fails with unfulfilled promises

Every now and then the heart is broken

Sick from a failed relationship with friends, family and soulmate

That refuses to mend after much trying to heal it

A night with the king

#BlackFriday SYNDROME

The rush…The heat

The crave…The clicking

The massive traffic on e-commerce website

Of all this company offering sales of products

#BlackFriday Syndrome

Someone is clicking that and this

Someone is looking at the product specification

Someone is reading one product review

Someone is closing that sales deal

Someone is ordering someone is buying

At every seconds someone is on that and this

Someone is on a particular company’s e-commerce website

About to buy that product at a whopping discount rate

Someone is ready to get head long in getting that product  

#BlackFriday syndrome

At every giving seconds

Someone is buying

Dispatch riders are busy

Working their hands and legs to the bone

As they roam from nock and cranny of the city

From Jumia to Konga

From Jiji to Alibaba

No one is  left out in this rush

And product sells even the domain name registration

#BlackFriday syndrome

MILITARY STRENGTHEN

When strength fails

Tactics and strategies fails

The heart of men are falling and failing

There comes a time in our life when all is falling apart

Military strength

Becomes questioning

As all what will worked for

All the people friends and family

Everything will hold dear to our heart

Begins to give way and the world is on our shoulder

Times start faking out like a chicken

Dreams shattering right in our every own eyes

Everything begins to fail strength runs into zero

As achievement becomes nothing again in our sight

Military strength fails

Will wage war against the enemy of the land

Will swing into action every now and then

Will hear of that havoc committed in that part of the country

Will swing into action immediately uncountless lives are lost

Wailing and waiting for the strength to put in place

Calling out sending out the SOS call

Carving out the way to go and redeem the lost land

Chanting from a long distant land

Chosen course to live by and follow through till success done

Military strength

TAKING TERRITORY

Conquest ensue Victoria

Confuse noise in the air

Captains giving order every now and then

Strategies been carved out

Taking territory

There is a gathering

A gathering of great being

Of an uncommon being

Ready to take on the world

And make the change impact fully

Everyone is out

There sounds of from the far away land

To revive the dead sleeping soul

In pursuit to bring emancipation

From the unusual things to the usual

Taking territory

Pulling down the old status quo

Carving new way of getting things done

Breaking jinx rewriting history

Leaving a worthy legacy

A foot print that cannot erase

Both for now and time to come

A legendary foot print left behind

For generation now and those to come

Taking territory

CONQUEST AGAINST TYRANT

There is a fear in the land

Everyone is afraid of the next day

Many are sick and tired

And afraid of dying

We’ve been on head long fight

A fight that has been for ages long

And will ask ourselves how do will get into this

This enemy of the state an on slot enemy of the land

Will refuse to come to terms with the fact

Conquest against tyrant

The land is cold

Everyone is waiting watching and wailing

Of when will it be yet will march from administration

To yet another administration nothing changes

Will never win the war against the tyrant

Of ill treated human

Of corrupt practices and shady dealings

Of lost value on education a poor fallen standard

Of low sicky infrastructural facilities across the land

Conquest against tyrant

The tyrant of the ill state condition

Not the just only the enemy of the state

But the enemy of the soul of the citizen

As our land is thrown into solemnful state

Conquest against tyrant

Our leaders are working their hands to the bone

Night and day without not deferring for an hour

Making sure we come to conquest against tyrant

Of unhealthy state of affairs of the state of the nation

To bring and deliver to her citizens a state they want to live in

YOU STRIP DOWN

Stripped of his clothes but not of his courage

Stripped of his weapons but not of his will

Stripped of his provisions but not of his purpose

Stripped of his comforts but not of his composure

Stripped of his coat but not of his character

Stripped of his family but not of his future

Stripped of his position but not of his purity

Stripped of accomplishments but not of his attitude

John Colter…Jacob Joseph

Both had same issues and stories

Growing that beclouded the existence

And threaten their present to destroy the future

They really hope to have

The more I look at Joseph

The more he reminds of Jesus

Joseph and Jesus had a lot in common

Joseph was rejected by his brothers so was Jesus

Joseph was loved by his father so was Jesus

Joseph was victorious over temptation so was Jesus

Joseph was taken in custody because of false witness so was Jesus

Joseph suffered from doing what was right so did Jesus

Joseph was promoted from prison to rule the nation

Jesus was promoted from prison to death to rule the nations

So no matter the storms cloud that gather over your head

Today the sun is still shinning the breathe of life is in you

You might have gone through the mid life crisis in your life

And you feel that there is no hope for living again

As hope has been taken away from the street called hope

No matter what stripped you down

And stripped you off of whatever you have

You can still get up and still get going

No matter what you can come out of it all

Today you’re stripped down tomorrow you can race off to greatness

#ONESINGLEWORD

From a spoken word a life was form

From a single word the earth came into being

From a spoken word great things happens

From a OneSingleWord shattered life makes sense

OneSingleWord

Just a word and everything make sense

A word that transcended deep down 

Into the soulful soul reaching down the marrow joint

Bringing life to the lifeless reawaken the dust to dawn

OneSingleWord

From the one whose got nothing to live for

Who has seen life unfair side of it

With so much hate despondent here and there

In looking at what’s left to live for

OneSingleWord

Waiting earnestly for that world

Before taken life out of herself

She so expectant just as an expectant mother

Waiting as something unusual is about to happen

OneSingleWord

An event of a life time is about to be stage

As life will be change broken heart got mended

Shattered soul brought back into its place

At the sound of just OneSingleWord

Everything began to take its place

OneSingleWord

Shattered life was brought together

Broken dreams makes sense

Hard life becomes so simple and straighten out

Effort of yester years paid off in just one instant

As you go through life

The word we speak everyday

Goes far and travel far

When it has been said and forgotten

OneSingleWord

CALLED OUT ONE

Born in the midst human

Celebrated at her arrivals as every other person

Behold a child is born a being is born

Visited mother earth mother nature’s work of art

Called out one not like everyone else

Existed and live in the midst of mortals

But never a mortal but a supernatural

Separated for a special assignment

On a mission here on earth

Uncommon being a called out one

To bring greatness entrusted on her

In making sure the life she has

Was made use to its full living out the purpose

Of existing and reason of being here

Called out one

Polished after the similitude of the palace

Nature work of art so gracefully made

And wonderfully made radiating the glory of her maker

Endowed with so embodiment of great features

Called Out One

From the midst multitude

Single out from the commons

To become uncommon being

Taking kingdoms making things happen

Called out One

WEIGHING YOUR DREAM

A dream was born to become reality

From the moment it was conceive in the mind

Moment passes by and everything begins

To have fall in place headlong the dream was chase

Irrespective of anything that betides

After so many years

In which the dream was birthed

It comes to a moment when for review

To take inventory of how life has been on

Weighing your dream

Not how long but how well

You were able to withstand tough times

Moment when it seems all is gone

Hope dashed ego shattered beyond repair

And yet you still chase it all out

How has it been so long the dream was born?

Of what have you achieve this past years

Where have you taken your dream?

What ground breaking records have you?

Weighing your dream in balance

Is better you seat back

And look back from where you are coming

And seek redress of what is needful

For you to reach the zenith of this dream you have

You don’t just do a wishy washy kind of dream but a dream that works

But a dream the worth chasing

You walk the work to actualizing such a dream

Never work as he who is without a destination in mind

Never chase the wind in the midst of unfitting legacy

In all what you do make sure you reach the moment?

Where you can reach the zenith of dream

WHILE I WRITE

I write to take back hope

To the street called hope

I write for that one whose

Tired and lost hope for living

While I write

I write to be the voice

Of that one whose society has locked out

From the spotlight just because of circumstances of life

Of making such a one believe there is space for him

While I write

I write to inspire to motivate

Of making everyone anyone

Who comes across my post, write up and articles

At the end of the day becoming a better person

While I write

I don’t write for the 2750 friends I have here on Facebook

Or the ones on Twitter and Blogfarm but for that one

Who is tired of this space will call earth

And wants to end it all but giving back hope to live again

While I write

I don’t write to get several likes, comments and shared

I don’t write to get applauses

As one of the best prolific write of my days

But I write to right the wrong in history

While I write

I write to make sense not nonsense

I write not to sell gossip but to sell truth real fact

I write to make sure no one is left untouched

I write not to get award or noble prize

While I write

I write to give this world where am in

A better prize in pursuit of happiness for humanity

I write to bring peace to weary, joy to sorrowful heart

Healing to the wounded heart in mind and soul

While I write

I seek to write for everyone who is hurting and sick of living

TIME TO BREAK SILENCE

Administration comes and go

Leadership with different means and methods

Of running this great nation of ours

Will drift from shore to shore

Yet will are still here chasing the thief

The national demon corruption

Which transcends in every sphere of our statehood

A lot of people are clamoring for that and this

Restructuring at the peak reformation

That did not see the light of the day

So long seating hours of talking without action

As will as nation march on year in year out

To the poll in deciding who will take on office

After one administration got expires

Yet no element of continuity

Leaders are dividing us

While our law enforcement officers

Are molesting innocent citizens

The rich are getting richer

While the poor are just at the mercy of the rich few

Our nation needs people

Who are ready to work in getting nothing in return

Not a nation left in the hand of a selected few

To loot the nation treasury and upon retirement

Has immerse so much for future and future unborn

Some years ago citizens are not awake

To the state of the nation

But today everyone wants to be involve

To know what and what is going

How money is spent and all these

Is time will let go and take the by the horn

If the bull really exist and make sure these leaders

Are questioned enough to make sure things are done

Forget unreal political manifestos and agenda

And speak because there comes a time silence become a betrayal

LIVE THE LIFE

Don’t let people perception about you

Get to you because they cannot live your life

They have never walk in your shoe

Because the world has been existing before you

Like have said over and over again

Anyone who wants to lead the orchestral

Must first turn his back to the crowd

Yes the crowd will always be there

To distract and sell to us what will are not

Live the life

Even when friends never understands

The direction you are threading on

When the opinions of men counter attack yours

When relatives are breathing down your neck

When nothing seems to go along your plan

When the night of your life

Seems so long from the dusk of the dawn

As darkness awaits the dawn

Just as a prisoner that awaits emancipation that refuses to come

Live the life

Make the best of each moment

Never use the crowd saying to justify your life

As they are mere mortals their words

Never count just as it never add anything in your life

But take yield to godly counsel then live the life

Live the life

Give and take tomorrow is brighter

And is only pregnant with great uncertainty

But only to the one who dares to make marks

In the annuals of history record just chase the dream and live the life