FOR THAT SINGLE MUM ON MOTHER'S DAY

Whose worth called mummy

Who works her hand to the bone
To provide for her children
Who withstand the hate speech
Of society throws at her

All in the name of chosen
The path of peace and happiness
To single-handed raise her kids
By all means standing her ground
To that single mum at mother's day

Whose goal is to stand out
Never cutting corners
To make sure her kids stand out
Her philosophy can no mortal man ward off
Happy mothers day to that woman

Who single-handed rise
Great boys and girls
Of good character and manners
In becoming pathfinders in life
To that single mum on mother's day

LOSING A CHILD HAS NEVER BEEN EASY.

From the news of your conception
You brought so much joy
Though the wait for your arrival
Is so long like in nine months time
But the sound of becoming a mother

Never no knows bound
As there is a connection
Between a father to child
Has be strike every time
He feels the child from the mother stomach

An intense contain joy transcends everywhere
Preparation at its peak
As nothing is never left to chance
All the protocol followed to details
In awaiting for the arrival of the bound of joy

But something happen that changes everything
The cord strike and life's gone
The long awaited joy was halft
So painful that gets down the bone marrow
The lost of a child is so painful

Losing a child has never been easy
For mother and father
Whose waited for so long
To hear the cry of the baby
And bear the title of becoming

A mother and father
It hurts so bad
Like a knife piercing into the heart
Shattering and rendering it apart
A lifetime cut that never healed at all

Losing a child has never been easy
Tears stream down on your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
At the sight of new born baby
Brings the memory of the child that you lose

Losing a child has never been easy
I pray you find healing
That heals the wound of the lost of a dear child
That Heaven send you a replacement
From it baby factory up above in heaven
Losing a child has never been easy

TO THE TWENTY FIRST CENTURY PARENT

Who eschew discipline with all passion
Who never see anything wrong
In handing over to the kids
All what they ask for and desire
Who never wants to deprive them of whatever
A stitch in time saves a whole lot of
 
See spare that rod today
And pay dearly for it tomorrow
For such a singular act of it doent matter
She is still a child
We amount to a very thick strong bone tomorrow
That can not be bend anymore
 
Why not bend it while you may
Because the next few seconds is late
To do the needful this is the now to do that
To the twenty century parent
Who says that my kids
 
Won't go through what I went
Wait if your parent that rise
The way and manner you are rising yours today
We you amount to something today
Looking back to all those years
 
In which your parent instill
Great discipline hardcore ones
And see the way you turn out today
The rod of reprove give wisdom
But a child left to himself
 
We bring big time shame because
Charity they say begins at home
And it ends outside the same home
See you are saying leave them
They are still kids with a resounding question
 
What did they know leave them please
I pity your pity plantain is getting spoilt
Yet you say is getting reap
A day will come when the labour
Of yesterday will be harvested today
 
Of what kind of child will such a child
Whose never be discipline will turn out to be
The twenty first century parent
Listen and listen well
The peace you are experiencing now
 
At home is because the bastard of the house
Hasn't growing big enough
This is time to bend the bone while its still tender
You've wasted so many years
Rush back now and recorrect
 
The bad pattern you have use for so long
In child training before you cry
The needless tears of pain and regret
This is the time to step your game
In child training build and mould
 
Their future with the right pattern
Make sure you build well with
The right materials and pattern
Remember you are a custodian
To this great kids.
 

UNAPOLOGETIC LOVER OF KIDS

To those who know me too well
Knows me for been a great lover of kids
I love them unreserveably beyond
The words of mouth can tell
That's me little wonder people
 
Call me the father of children
Some calls me the father of nation
And am so glad to bear those title
With pride because is of a great privilege
To be lover of kids
 
The love comes naturally
And in their eyes I see the true
Essence of love and what love is all about
Am so fun of them because they're
So full of life with beautiful free mind
 
As much as I love kids so passionately
I still dont undermine courtesy
And well manner behave
Of which is the bench mark of a good human
Expected in human relationship day to day
 
I hate when there is indiscipline
Coupled with self control in kids
Where there is no respect nor fear
For elders and constituted authority
From this little lovely gifted beings
 
A good training must be instill
With a good moral background
And a strong relationship with God their maker
How to relate with others and forbearance
Should be instill in this little ones
 
But alas is the other way round today
As parent eschew discipline of any kind
On their wards as they can't stand
When such a child is discipline
When he or she did wrong
 
Fine there are so many ways to beat a child
Either flog not flogging to inflicting injury
But discipline and correct in love
Let them see reasons
Why they are been discipline
 
The parent we have today
Are twenty first century parent
Who cannot stand the sight
Of their wards been discipline
Wait are we really preparing this kids
 
For the future
The we parent we hand over to them
Come tomorrow when are no more
Of what we be our(parent) future
When the night time come
 
Remember
Spare the rod spoil the child
A child left to himself(herself) brings shame
Today's unchurch child
Become tomorrow criminal
 
In all we do as
Parent, family and love ones
Educators, and instructors
Let all hands be on deck
To mould well.
 

OF BECOMING A FATHER

A father is one who leads is family

In becoming what God has destiny the family to be

Must not fall short in that responsibility

Of making the home he oversees as shepherd

To lead the flocks in a path leading to safe land

A father is one who got the heart

Of his family in mind

No matter what comes he stands to take responsibility

Not someone that runs away when pressure of life come hitting

The ship of which he in

Becoming a father

Is a big and huge task

He must follow due process minding all details

To make sure he leads no members astray

Guiding against woe in sheep clothe

As he makes God is sole counsellor

When he’s not the one been full of himself

As he watches his children grew always there for them

He move them close to God never wants to be a failed father

But to be a better-off father for His family and environs

To reflect a good character in the sight of the children

Of becoming a good and godly father

Making the home habitable enough for all to live in

Not a kind of bricks war...no but a Christian Home

Of becoming a father

A teachable father...a loving one for that matter

A God fearing father...a loving husband for her spouse

A godly father who’s got God at large in his dealings and heart

A father who ruleth his house in sobriety and humility

Of becoming a father...a godly father

So be a father because a father

Is like the shepherd of his home

And you will not want to stray your family away

From the standard of which God requires from you

Of becoming a father you have so much to do

A praying father...prayer is the main ingredient in building a home

A loving father...who love unreserveable

A teachable father...one who is teachable

A selfless father...and one who has a listening ear

Of becoming a father do you have what it takes to be one