While You May

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Fresh flowers for your loved ones
Treat them well because we will only live once
Take them our while you may
For at sunset, you can’t make hay.

Speak and act love in ways untold
And watch as your blessings unfold
Give an eat to their cries and pleas
Never turn them away when they say please.

You have them today, tomorrow they may be gone
Yet you Max feel sad at how little for them you have done.
Treasure every moment spent with them
For they will give you their whole world
If you but ask of them.

Seek out the best in their endeavours
And I prithee, show them even little favours
Their prayers will rise up for your protection
And shower blessings on you without selection.

You have only one life to live
So take care of them while you may
For man’s life is like wheat passing through a sieve.

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Bleeding Hearts

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With misery and pain in your heart,
You have tread on through paths unknown on earth
In search of a peaceful accommodation
Even if it were to be in an unknown nation.
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride
If I had my way, I would make your pains mild.
For how long your hearts have bled, I do not know
But with Faith and Love, we can mend the heart anyhow.

Bleeding hearts are not meant to be had
But life has chosen to bestow you with all it has.
Never mind now if your voice is yet to be heard
For soon the world will celebrate you
Even the rich masses.

With the little ointment of care and soothing words
I have come to offer my help to mend your world.
A physician I can not but be
But a comforter I cannot but be.

Let be know the root cause of your bleeding
And I will rely on the spirit’s leading
Together we can build your world to a level
And let your heart for nothing but heal and revel..

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To All Fake Friends

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Every now and then, you smile at me like you care
Whereas you mean more wile than you share.
You comfort me with lies
And make me believe that in you I can rely.

For all the moments you claimed to love me
And all the concerns you claim to have.
I say a big thank you for pretending to me
And claiming to be the beat you will ever have.

You are the reason I never saw the real friends
Or wish I had met them before life ends.
Yet I will forgive you because I learnt
That I will only get burnt with the hurt.

Thanks for finally leaving when I needed you
And allowing true friends to cater for me
You are nothing but the past of my youth
I will care for others and shield them from you

I have learnt to work on my weaknesses
Change them to strength and take away my foolishness.
I have been able to know the true friends
Who are ready to stay till the world ends.

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God Bless The Day

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God bless the day I knew you
It was as though he rebirthed my youth.
You are my dreams come true
Even when the dark and dreary nights are not through

You light up my days with smiles
As you give me joy all the while
A blessing to my world
A gift I cannot hoard.

Blessed be the day we became friends
I pray our friendship never ends
You have been my store of treasure
One I can’t exchange even for a little pleasure.

Oh, tell the story everywhere, a friend I have
One who make me feel like a hero
Who loves me despite all my rants and rave
and who never see me as a Zero.

If I had to choose over and again
I would still choose you in any bargain
God bless the day I met you again.

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Not By Battery

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With swollen cheeks, roughened clothes, cuts and bruises all over the body; she staggers to the frontyard late in the night for help. He leaves her in such a state as if he were not responsible for her condition. Her offence: She refused to be show him respect and love him after he had treated her like a piece of rag.

Her should be taught a lesson that my sister’s love and respect for her man is not earned by battering her. She needs a man who will understand and appreciate her not a man who sees through even the “flimsiest” mistake.

My sisters are not punching bags. Many men have wish to have such wives like them to love, pamper and care for yet you subject her to ridicule in front of her kids. You enslave her in the name of moulding her to your taste.

Oh that someone would celebrate her and show her love unreservedly. She has been denied of her rights and they must be restored to her. She has borne a lot of ridicules, insults and reproach from the one she loves. Give her your love and you will receive her respect. She can give you her world if you ask not by battery.

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Called Up (Heed The Call)

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The trumpet blows
The insignia flows
The army gathers to fight the imminent evil
In a bid to bring its loss to a minimal level

Your attention, expertise and skill is needed
Will you this moment say that you have yielded
Life may not reward you now
But the future will treasure you anyhow.

You are to amass the forces while you may
And encourage the weaklings to Do not Say.
The battle will not be long
But your name on our lips will be sung.

Fret not about your beloved,
Nature will make sure they are favoured.
Hide not in the face of challenge
But give your best to make it end.

Soldiers are we, destined for greatness too
We will sing the victor’s song when we are through.

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For A Stronger You

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I know your pain and hurt right now
Wish I could lend my shoulder
But distance allows me not
You are too young to bear this pain alone and again
Yet my heart quizzes, What doesn’t kill you?
I answered, Makes you stronger.

Look at the brighter side of life
For you know not what’s on the other side
Painful and sad as surrounding circumstances may seem
You can’t help but to be strong

Wipe the tear, Comrade
Put on a smile.
The journey is almost over
And you would rest from it all
For the journey was meant to produce a stronger you

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She Is Beautiful

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She limps gracefully on a leg. She is ever smiling despite the piteous words of people to her. Her siblings are wonderfully made too. They have learnt.not to see the disabilities as a problem but rather to use their abilities to better their lots.

She is a beauty to behold. If you ever meet her on the way, kindly tell her that I am enthralled by the beauty she possesses. From the inside to the outside, her beauty glistens as if it were made with diamonds.

There is a lot to learn from her poise. Her wisdom shows how undaunted she is even in the face of scoffer. She has this ineffable beauty and aura around her. Her kind words are ever soothing to the heart of her friends.

Oh! Make her know that she is loved, treasured and admired by someone. Shh! Don’t tell her it is me. Love her as I have loved her; not with pity but with wonder and you will be surprised at how she will treat you.

Wonderfully made, beautifully designed. She is an epitome of beauty whose inner beauty makes you look beyond her flaws. She is a grace to gaze at.

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To The Best

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Footprints in the sands of time were not made sitting down. Touching lives and impacting them is worthy of note. You may do what you want to do because you felt it was the right thing and then forget about it yet heaven records all our doings.

You have left indelible marks in the lives of your loved ones. Treasure chests are not as expensive as treasured souls. Your acts of love and your deeds of kindness can never be forgotten though it may tarry. Being the best to everyone could also mean being there for the people who need you most and need you less.

Memories of “the bests” are ever etched on the tombstones of happiness and satisfaction. No matter how short the life of “the bests” may have been, it is always spent making others happy and blessed. Such lives have laid the foundations of favour and grace for the generation that succeeds them.

I must work hard to be the best in my chosen field and also in every facet of my life. Only the best can train the rest. A life that positively influences is a replica of the nature of the best.

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Listen To Them

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Listen to their silent cries and sniffs; it would break their heart to know that you do not listen and would give those predators a chance to get at them. You would never be able to live with the outcome if their cries attracts the predators and they are harmed.

Listen to their laughter and song; it warms their heart to know you can hear them as they do so and prompts them to do even more than you require of them. They would not be able to allow anyone’s hurtful words get at them because they know that they have a comforting tower in your arms and words.

Listen to them; the little boys and girls for their joy lies in yours and yours in theirs. You can help them grow to perfection or destruction. Never let them down and have faith in them. Don’t just tell them you love them but act it out for the whole world to see.

Treasure them now and always and they’ll treasure you forever. They will hand down memories of you to their generations unborn. Oh! Please do listen to them as they pray and say ‘amen’ with them.

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Not For Sale

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My love for you is not a joke.
I really don’t care if fun others poke
You should not take it for granted
Or else you’ll cry but your tears wasted.

My dignity as a woman hassle price
Which must be cherished as my age rises
You are not to belittle it
Or think it to be worth nought.

I care for you not by mistake,
My dotings and kindness shown not faked.
Love me or leave me but never lie to me
And I’ll always treasure every moment spent with thee

Gain my love and earn my trust
Leave my dignity or run mad with your lust
I won’t give you my dignity
Even if you beg till infinity

Marry me legally because my love’s not for sale
Love me now or you leave to tell the tale
Of how much you missed and wished you earned my smile.

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Rich Leeches

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They walk about in pallequins and state of the art cars. They move like lazy grubs who do not wish to develop into beautiful butterflies that contribute to the society. They live of the profits made by hardworking people. They milk our nation dry and even eat to their fill the honey of our Nation.

They are the rich leeches that have plagued our nation and are preventing further growth. They have become the proverbial cat with nine lives as they have remained strong and alive despite many efforts to extinct them. They breed on the resources Mama Earth has bestowed on her wards. They feed fat on our works and accuse us of disturbing them with the fart of our pleas.

These leeches are everywhere as they have successfully raised the next generation of lazy leeches to maim and balk the successes of our children. They are unfortunately among the highly placed in our societies. They dress swishly and ride in posh cars. They splash mud on the masses during their crazy rides to display their ill-gotten wealth.

Would to God that I had the exterminator’s special formula for extirpate these leeches so that my people can be free from their avaricious rule.

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Who I Am

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I am the me that can not change for anyone except my father asks me to. I do not live to impress you or your friends. I live to please the one who has created me. You need to come join me in my world because it’s cool to be me And it might suck to be you. My Creator created me as a uniquely different being, so I’m sorry if I’ve not impressed you.

You do not have to like the way I dress because of the personal gains you may wish to get from being friends with me. I just want u not to be me but to be the HIM that has made me. I don’t have to blend in to the society before I am accepted. I simply command a whole lot of forces and powers with just a bended knee, pure heart and a sweet relationship with my Creator who has also created those forces and powers.

I am a princess, the daughter of the King of Kings. My father is, was and always will be the mighty man of valour. All forces recognize my father’s authority. So, whoever you may think you are that makes you brag, boast and even deface me; I think you need to rethink your stand because my father can depose yours.
Do not attempt to test my Father’s capabilities. Those 450prophets of Baal who tried to never lived to tell their tale. You want to know Him and share in his power? Then, you need to pay your allegiance to Him.
My father is the LORD OF LORDS, THE LILY OF THE VALLEY. His name is YAHWEH and I am his daughter thru Christ Jesus. Watch your threats or face His Wrath.

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The Chase

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One day you are here
The next you are there
Why can’t you just stay in a place
And stop living like you are on a chase.

I know it’s not easy for you to do
But you still have to make it so
Learn to say No
Even when you think you are in the know

You never can tell how your life may end
Except if you wants words, your life into pieces rend
Live as if the next day you’ll die
And is asked why you do so, kindly do not lie.

Whatever you want to do, do with consideration
And show people love but with moderation
Lest your good deeds be misinterpreted
And your good name be misrepresented

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