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There can be no transforming of darkness into light and of apathy into movement without emotion We know too much and feel too little. At least, we feel too little of those creative emotions from which

I am not coming home tonight. We'll see when the day regains her sight. Friday is my favourite freedom song... an emancipation all night long. Say me well to your friends, Tonight, I am a lost brethren.

A storm may swirl through the streets. There is hope as long as we breath. Despair may decide not to be discreet. Only the dead can accept a total defeat. A tempest may trail our feet... horror with a

THE INTRO How interesting will it be when you check your bank account balance and you find zero amount there and you check your pulse and no cash was find but you go ahead in buying things worth million

Early this week, I get down voted on six of my post and after opening it to read the comment, I was accused of post spinning. How can I be down voted was my question but later I just have to take it as

The one, man aspires for, the world craves for, the one before you like a mirage, the moment you reach it, it escapes by a whisker, the greatest gift by God was spoiled by the misdeed of man. the world

Of religion, of truth... an argument with a black tooth. Hope with a polished pride... in 'belief', we all confide. The truth is a sealed secret. Life with a nature so discreet. The massacre of the obvious...

She was a beauty The glowing pearl that sparked my life Standing six feet, five inches tall and curved I loved her and she loved me this dear But she was an Ewe and I an Akan O, this love is broken. To

Over craggy hills I made my way The grasses green to the breeze did sway Wild flowers laid carpets in myriad colours sweet Butterflies and bees buzzing musical notes. The waters gently lapped at the feet

Over the hills we will ride, Oceans and lakes we will spend the night. mountains and valleys would serves as our tribes, Honey Believe me when i say our love will trek countries and miles. Angel come ride

Nigeria, engulfed in a fracas... peace reduced into pathetic carcass. A polity as a paddle-less boat. A nation that has refused to float. We hold onto the hips of hope like a pervert that can no longer

Come my way Lord, Come to stay, my heart daily craves for you. Come my way Lord, please come to stay, my gratitude for you daily is due. Come my way Lord, come in my heart to stay, where else can Agape

A complex one like the mind, can't be described but could be felt or relished by heart, what it is I don't know; very delicate feeling spontaneously sprout out of heart that soothes brain and soul nothing

In the early hours of morning before the day-break Lying on my couch, half slumbering half awake While listening to the musical chants of the scented breeze I beheld a vision Which made my mind freeze.

Again, I am beautifully broken- worship as a glorious token. Freely, I fall on my face- I'm submerged in your grace. My soul sings in soprano... my heart with a harmonious piano. My spirit, armed with

I often stand gazing at your charm An angel rendering my heart warm Your smile dancing on lips in lustre Widens wonder of the starry cluster When the fading light of the solar glow Displays sundown’s

My darkness Is the fear of losing the passion Being to beaten down By day to day life To strive for something better Hope remains Burn the candle at both ends Have dogs as my best friends Believe that