WHAT DO YOU BRING TO THE TABLE?

It is important that you have
And be with someone
Who has something
They bring to the table
Bringing something to the table divers.

Some brings wisdom to the table
Some brings respect to the table
Which becomes the deal breakers
Some brings understanding to the table
And that matters so much.

Some brings networking
Knowing people to solve issues
Some brings great advice
That springs up good things
What do you bring to the table.

Some brings hearing and wisdom
It doesn’t have to be cash
Sometimes is not necessary to be cash
Some brings money management
What do you bring to the table.

Some people the reason
While they are around you
Is to suck from you and
Never contribute a quota into your life
What do you bring to the table?

It is important
You have someone that
Brings something to the table
This table you have has one leg
You need someone who will bring another leg to join.

GOAL DIGGER.

Digging dreams from depths unseen
Unearthing paths to places clean
In every step a spark a fire
A climb a fight a fierce desire
Goal Digger.

With vision sharp and spirit bold
She digs for dreams like hidden gold
Through grit and grace she paves her way
A goal digger day by day
Goal Digger.

She carves her path
Both fierce and wise
With steady hands and watchful eyes
In soil of doubt dreams are planted
A goal digger fueled by endless schemes.

In fields of hope
He sows his might
With steady steps through day and night.
Unearthing dreams, she won’t let go
Goal Digger.
A goal digger, fierce and bold.

Mine your purpose, deep and true,
With strength to conquer and pursue
Through grit and goals, you carves all the way
A dreamer digging day by day
Becoming a goal digger.

THE NATION IS AT IT AGAIN.

Our nation is boiling
We are at it again
The land is wailing
Gashing their teeth
The nation is at it again.

Who would have thought
That we as a nation and people
Of how do we get to this place
Of remaining young teenagers behind bars
That ought to be in school.

Who took the street in peaceful protest
In protesting as against
The hunger in the land
But alas the reverse is the case
They were deprive of their legitimate right.

The right to free hearing
And of a freedom of speech expression
They were packed and locked up
Behind bars for days without food
Only in their appearance you can see.

A malnourished set of teenagers
Who have been locked up behind bars
For days only God knows how many days
They have been there without water and food
And yet we say we are practicing democracy.

Is this really the democracy
That was define or some other
Definition handed down to us
For crying out loud this people
Never committed any sort of crime they only exercise.

Their right speaking up
Against ill-threated situation
You round them up locked them up
Then went head long to arraign them before the court
On whose order please the nation is at it again.

WHEN GOD FINALLY PICKS YOUR CALL.

In silence

I whispered prayers long and deep

Through nights of longing in dreams and in sleep

The line seemed distant the heavens far
Like searching for light in a sky without star.

But one day

The skies broke open wide
A voice like thunder gentle yet tried
"My child, I’ve heard you every tear every plea
In the stillness you’ve always been seen by Me."

And in that moment hope was reborn
A heart once weary no longer torn
For when God picks up the wait fades away
And all you’ve desired finds light in the day

When God finally picks your call.

MANY VOICES.

There are a whole lots
Of talent out there
In the world today
Some got the opportunity and platform
To be heard loud and clear.

And the world thoughts
That they are the best of voices
Out of so many out there
But that is because
They were given the chance
To speak for their voice to heard.

But I come to tell you
That they are better off
Voices than the ones
You have heard about and of
This voices are making marks.

In their respective domain
From the little corner they are
They exhume large volumes
That shine like a diamond
Even when the needed opportunity wasn't there.

They create the little stage
They don't mind if the audience
Aren't crowd well enough
They went head long to perform
Their craft crafting a master voice.

For the world to come and see
As their voice are heard
Over the trenches without no
Internet to amplify their voice
They amplify their voice turns it into a golden voice.

Becoming many voices
Out of the little corner
They are turning into an
International champions
Who was once a local domain champion.

Many voices...many words
Many faces...many dreams
Many route...many goals
One destination towards
Attaining nothing but reaching greatness
But yet many voices discovering out of the blue.