Tuesday, 23 December 2008

To all my friends

This year has been so great, and its winding up, i give God all the glory for all i have been able to achieve, in terms of knowledge, material things(few though...dats not the ultimate but a necessity you would agree) friends,the list is endless.I look back and i know it wont have been this fun without you, you have been a great part of this year,you might be wondering how that little part you played amount to this but let read from the scriptures, what little can do..James 3: 4 says;Behold also the ships, which though they be so great, and are driven of fierce winds, yet are they turned about with a very small helm, whithersoever the governor listeth.

Like the small helm the gives direction to the ships, see how great your impact is, i can but say thank you. I have my many great flaws which am working on and praying the almighty God grant me grace to improve on them , i have a career to build, even as the odds seem great, but, i know like Paul said, i can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. YES I CAN. 2008, you have brought me many friends, you have improved my skills, i have gained more and also lost some, but as many good things that belongs to me which you still have in your possession, they wont go with you.

Ha! i can count my blessings, i can name them, even that of you my beloved ones, i am glad that knowing you has not be to sorrow or mourn, but the thought of you my friend has always lite a smile on my face which has helped me see through the darkest night, your thought has been like a vest that has kept me from drowning, should i still say that knowing you has been like a secret treasure hidden in a safe place with which i know that after the sojourn, i will fall back to, or should i simply put it this way, that knowing you has been simply awesome.

I want to implore you to please shine this kind of light you have shone to me, this kind of love , this kind of sweet words, this kind of sweet dealing in dealing with all that comes your way, regardless of status, class, tribe, colour, race, ability. Aspire to be better, see obstacles as a step to promotion, hang on to the light of hope, for it will shine to a better morning. This year is winding up, but for me i believe it still not over, it takes a split second for miracle to happen, yours will not elude you.
I dont intend to kip this unnecessary long, i dont intend to take you away from you work, but i intend to let you know what great you have done before the night falls, for the book of James 4:13-14 says:Go to now, ye that say, To day or to morrow we will go into such a city, and continue there a year, and buy and sell, and get gain:Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away"
So there is no better time to say it...THANK YOU, GOD BLESS YOU, FOR ALL YOU HAVE DONE, FOR KNOWING YOU AND I WISH YOU A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS.Lets do it together again next year in a bigger and better way.

Monday, 22 December 2008

LOST CROWN

Death! The victory over all
But where art thy sting
You will not eat, yet you snatch
You cut down Iroko
The great tree that once house the birds
The shelter of shelters
The mighty wind stopper
The great obstacle of the flood
Of what use is Iroko to you
Would you make firewood?
Would you warm your house?
Or the cold hands with which you took him
We both know, you are just a spoiler
Now, the shrubs boast as shelters
The wind torment the village
The flood has dug graves
All because you took Iroko
The demise of Ori Ade
The crown lies fallow
The mantle is without power
The voice left the palace, to weep at the grave
Where his body lay
All because you took Iroko
Let the rats play
The cat will come no more,
For death has dealt more

...named by my Grandmother

It all started on one Sunday
praises and prayers where at the peak
glorying to the maker
how far we have come
how great he is
how good he has bin to us
more prayers and praises
...banging and breaking
walls and irons
concrete giving way
the prayers and praises were sweet
the hammer was also sledge
and it took away our possessions
...and that was in June.
...then came the dogs
to help ward off the hammer man
but again, on an October Sunday,
Praises and thanksgiving,
an harvest of praises, joyous joy
the hammers men struck
Again, it was freely
The hammer was sledge
Where had the dogs gone?
Was it a conspiracy??
here they come with their tails between their legs
poor little creatures, scared of the hammer
timid dogs.
Soon, her stomach began to bulge
and the puppies came
three cute puppies
prayers were said
that they won’t be like their parent
but vicious, aggressive and dangerous
and above all, deter the hammer men.
and there was one named Scooby,
it had heard the prayers and held it
he had those traits, and was a hungry one
death came calling on the parent,
he began to rule
the dog empire, the dynasty
He was everywhere, ate the most food
Caused the most trouble, got the most beating
he was still king, until LULU came
a mixed breed, intelligent and effective
he had his own kernel
where he had separate meal,
he was the new king.
not even the new police dog that came after could dethrone him
Scooby was in and out of trouble
the other dogs would beat him blue-black
but he had nine lives
my grandmother soon changed his name
Scooby is now to be named as MR. SUFFER
life went on, but suffering never ceased for MR. SUFFER
my mum tried to help him but the name was working wonders in his life
still life went on
The police dog bit Elijah my little nephew
….the jury sat, then the judgment
he was evicted from the IKHIEDE DOGS EMPIRE
there was no mercy
as he fell into the hands of a calabar man
life went on, MR. SUFFER’s sister became heavy
MR. SUFFER had a great fall
he became weak and lean
food no longer appealed to him
the drugs lost their potency
I watched SCOOBY (MR. SUFFER)
that Saturday, he managed to eat,
maybe his strength would return
maybe , maybe he can fight again
again, his fight were not over
and wining was not his friend
he was trapped in the rain,
i watched as he gasped for breath
on that Saturday night…
In the morning, bright Sunday
no rain, just sunshine
Scooby’s sister was relived of her burden ,
3 lovely puppies
Scooby (MR. SUFFER) was also relieved of his suffering
there was going to be no more fight
I watched as my dad laid him in his grave.
It had all started on a Sunday
for Scooby, it also ended on Sunday.
Adieu Scooby!!