She’s a Candle
Glowing in the dark…
A lighthouse
Pointing to the shore…
Through gloomy days that seem so dark
Through tempests that rage and pour

She’s the Oasis
That quenches my thirst…
The […]

Soon my “Is” will turn to “Was”
Going stale in time’s larder
The pains, the joys, even the cross,
All I bore climbing life’s ladder
They become one forgotten cause.

And my “Was” will be another’s “Is”,
An […]

In our deepest despair,
When misfortune like an albatross
Swoops down on us,
We let them burn,
All we love most…

When sore and unsure,
Separated from false strength
And all which gave false comfort,
We […]

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 […]

I am a child playing by the bank ; Disdained by all, understood by none Their black-black sins they thrust upon me. I am a fountain springing from Earth’s fathoms; From the innermost depths I light faces with smiles Yet they deride me chanting “Black mind, Black soul, Black blood!” What confounds man, he degrades, [...]

I touch her cheeks with my lips somethings seems to be amiss… for no warmth greets my eager kiss. I touch my hand to her wrist there’s no sign, even the least… can fate deal such bitter twist? Immobile, she lies on her bed it sinks slowly into my head… Mama Yemi… is dead!   [...]

I wish I could draw images real and false to capture my thoughts and illustrate my cause. I’ll paint the world in shades multiple for diverse are her contents some proud, yet some humble. Nature’s loving smile I’ll paint with my brush and with quick loving strokes tell of her  beauty so lush. I’ll paint [...]

Stuttering words, they fade away dying like a flame gone cold; Nothing much is left to say but this need that’s born of old, old as the skies up above. Now! Now! the fervent plea sung by lips seeking a bond; This must be… it must be… frantic pants of souls love-burned, dazed by desire’s [...]

Their big grammar scatters my brain “Emancipation, Rehabilitation Transparency, Fruitful democracy” My poor head reels from grammar bombs, but “ Chop, I Chop ,” I understand so I cast my vote, my liberty. Now they sing a different tune stomachs full with wine and spoils they’ve become Lords of the ring “ Chop, I Chop ” was not to [...]