Friday, 23 May 2014

Silence Our Survival

Silence is survival
Those who spoke up
We attended their funeral
Those who look up
We question their countenance
Brethren, Silence, I regret to say, Is survival.
Those who kept quiet
We see them tomorrow night
Those who are granted access to the corridor of power
Come out to tell us we should be calm
Everything is under control
In their pockets we hear the jingling of coins
Brethren, Silence, shameful of me to say, is survival
A friend of mine said ‘’too many keyboard activist’’
The revolution we wage is from our electronic device
I wonder what you will tell you children’s children
When they ask you where you were when The Country was failing
I know what i will tell mine, on my dying bed
Children, silence is survival.
We are here today because we kept quiet.
WE ALL KEPT QUIET!!!
WE ALL WATCHED!!!
*fading voice* we made Silence our survival
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Thursday, 1 May 2014

Let Me Grow, Find me Home

Oh! Let me grow
Please let me bloom
I have my heart unwrapped for education
Not this selfless, mindless humiliation
Don’t take me from my home
Where i still weep for what I am yet to know
Don’t take me from my sisters with whom i play tic tac toe
I am fresh out of play grounds;
 Mother is not even done with my growing yet
How will my fragile life cope with your act...?
My dreams are scary enough already
I can’t even tell mother what i dreamt of
Don’t make my existence a living nightmare
I have painted pictures of rainbow over my books
While reading them has brought me endless joy

Let me live, let me grow... i am just a child

I am just a child. 

It Is Time.

Maybe its time to tell
Maybe its time to speak
Keeping silent degrades us
Making us feel unknown
Deforming our essence of existence
Maybe its time we get serious with our lives
By standing up to do what are rights
Not allowing superior complex to weaken us
Our strength lies in our words
Our words cometh from our heart
For so long we have watched our lives toyed with
Too far long we stayed behind unclosed doors
Scared of unknown plagues that could harm us
Its time we speak without holding back
Its time we fight before it gets dark
We will uphold our strength and fortitude
Then it will be said of us that we never back down
Our names will be carved on the stone of time
Read and re-read by generations to come
We never did the wrong they told us to do

We did the right thing we knew we should do.

#BringBackOurGirls #BringBackOurDaughters 

Wednesday, 23 April 2014

Responsible For Yourself

The human mind crafted with selfless beliefs
Beliefs that gave it a choice of its own
A choice that became a decision
Decision that turned into reality
Regret and reproach seldom apprehends our decisions
I feel sorry for those who gave advice to those minds
‘’it’s your fault i turned out this way’’ blames fired on both barrels
‘’you told me to chose what i never wanted’’
Responsibility becomes an emptiness filled with darkness
A darkness that comforts the mind of the blamer
Thinking his mind would have done better judgement call
For the choices it once had, for the options it once possessed

You gave way to what happened to you
Your foolishness was wisdom to you then
Your trust for another human to make your choices for you
Happened to be the gullibility of you been incapable
Not fit enough to wield responsibility...
You were stripped of the captaincy of your own heart
And handed the role of a janitor in your own life
Your incapacity to control your state of mind
Turned you into a viewer while someone else fine tunes your life for you

 Each of your tears is one night long of a nightmare
You will not wake up to reality until u control your dreams
Until you take responsibility and accept that what happened to you is no one’s fault
But yours and your choices that led to your decision.
Wake up and live on, fight on ... love on
Your heart break is your state of mind
If you have moved on and wise up let that be for you alone.
Correction to your mistakes shouldn't toughen you up
Correcting your past shouldn't make your life a military zone
You are alive for a second chance not revenge plan
You have the right to take control the right to create a new you.

Wednesday, 12 March 2014

Missing in life but not in Heart (Flight MH370)

Where else to look
Our souls, our minds, our conscience
They say the world is a small place
Where then in it is a big plane
With hearts united across the world
We are running out of tears
Our minds is filled with increasing fears
Prayers are now letters with no postal stamp
Sent to heaven but sank in the depth of the ocean
Where else to look where else to search
Our past, our ways, deep unknown
Endless array of gruesome thoughts
If could be handled but which could be fought
Time and time again each brick that lays a foundation of hope
Sadly breaks and turns into another disappointing clueless slope
The smiles of those helpless souls on board
That can’t be described with ordinary words
I never knew man could still be subjected to a mindless mystery
Where science seems a year old beside long term history
What crime is there to say goodbye to a loved one
What sin is there to wait for arrival of the long gone?
What goes up nature proves must come down
Flight MH370 we are waiting for you in town

Our thoughts of you have increasingly grown

Wednesday, 6 November 2013

Unforgiven .

They don't want me to shed tears but
They intend to spill my blood.
The house is dusty,
the rails are rusty,
My sights are cloudy.
You can’t have a sight at the scene.
In ur absence they torment me,
What mightiest of them cannot dare in ur presence.
They threaten me; your words of forgiveness cannot strengthen me.
Their conjuring has caught me deep in my sleep
The trap they set for me has caught my feeble bones of innocence
Forgiveness is for the righteous
Whoever said I am righteous
In my silence I have slain those I love
In my quite time i have waged war alongside the demons of hate
They praised my resilience in blood shed
I refuse to engage in any peaceful solemnization

I will not forgive he who shot me down
Right in my prime of glory
I will not forgive he who burnt my offering
Right in front of Baal’s altar
I will not forgive those who plot my death
Same people who watched me at birth
Shaking my father’s hand for he hath a son
I will not forgive those who showed me a toothless vengeance
Gnawing at my flesh and drooling on my veins for survival
I shall not forgive she who broke my heart like China
The broken pieces of it could pass through the eye of needle

Timely Greeting.

The sun is to rise soon
Before it does
Let me say good morning to you
Through the day I will toil with strenght and mind
But I will keep you in my heart.
And if before any other man I sight the moon
I will be the first to say good evening too.