For Everything

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For every hurtful word you say,
For every bad scream you yell,
For every annoying act you put up,
I choose to forgive you.
Not because you deserve it,
But because I deserve my peace of mind.

For every secret you share with me,
For every smile you try to steal from me,
For every sweet thing you do for me,
I choose to appreciate you.
Not because you ain’t worthy,
But because I understand what it means to appreciate.

For every misunderstanding we have,
For every tear you draw from me,
For the on and off friendship we have,
I still will always love you.
Not because you deserve my love,
But because I desire to bestow it on you.

We are who we are by our own doing
And yes of course we can change.

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For My Fair Damsels.

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Ashes on my head
Tears flowing freely from my eye
Sackcloth on my body
As I mourn for my daughters.

My fair Dinahs,
Whose beautiful flowers have been destroyed,
Whose treasure troves have been rummaged
Thru carelessness and overconfidence.

My pretty damsels, daughters of Sarah,
Once robed in silk and fine linens,
Whose vestures have now been torn apart,
By ravening wolves and human-like beasts.

If I ever have a chance to meet the wolf
Who tears at my sister’s robe and trample on her dignity.
I would let my words flow freely as waters flows from its fountain to the confluences
I would tell him that Hus daughter would also be treated the same way he has treated my Dinahs.
I would always cry for my Dinahs’ dignity as the daughters of Israel weep for Jephthah’s daughter’s

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For An Awesome Friend

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Weep not child for it will soon be over,
The sorrows of today are but for a while.
The end of your journey is not here yet
The herald of your glory by men is on its way.

Ola mi, my wealth and joy.
The one whose experiences has strengthened me.
My desire is that you get all you want.
I love you as my sister and friend.

Your beauty I marvel at.
Your wit and intelligence, a blessing unparalleled.
The future is brighter than what the present portrays.
Your pains are but for a while.

You are strength and succour for many.
Ola mi, your deeds and wisdom to generations after I’ll tell.
Your grace I behold with fervour, awe and respect.
My friend and sister, a part of me I can’t fully dissociate from.
All will be well, Ola mi.
Your smile and happiness, I always long to see

For an awesome friend, Olumide Olaide Debbie
whom I fondly call Ola mi.

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Meet A Need

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There’s a need out there.
A cheer I can spread
A smile I can put on a face
And watch as heaven rewards me.
My time and talent I’ll give,
Not necessarily for benefit.

I will seek out a need and always meet it.
Giving is a calling which I must heed.
I was given that which I also have
But I have decided to watch it grow as I spread forth a cheer.

It is not about the little or much that I give
But the heart with which I do it.
I will give and see others become blessed
Just as I am also blessed in return.

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The Healing Flow

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Tiny at its first flow
With guttural sounds quite low.
You may not even know anything
Despite the fact that you are seeing everything.

Words mumbled, barely inaudible
Pains in my heart sometimes indescribable.
You may seem to see the smile
And even hear the laughter for a while.

Situations edging in my joy,
My happiness also I must not let it toy.
I must stop this torrential rain
Which with laughter and smiles I would feign.

My world is mine not yours to abuse
My feelings are not yours to misconstrue
My rivers of pain would only be let loose for a while.
The hurts and disappointments I want to forgive and not pour out on another.

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Be A Reason

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How beautiful it is to know
That someone was blessed through you!
How wonderful it is
To be the reason for someone’s smiles and cheers!

Many have forgotten what it means to give.
It’s not just about the materials or finances
There’s more to giving that the heart knows but may fail to recognize.

Give a listening ear, you could save a life from ruin.
Give your time and talent, a broken heart could be mended.
Give your service to the Master, His Kingdom to expand.
Learn to give more as you could be spread warmth and joy through it.

Spread a cheer today
Sow a seed, I pray.
Tomorrow may be too late
Why not start today?
Be a channel of blessing to someone
And watch as your blessings increase

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Amass To Your Doom

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Add a little bit of this with a little bit of that.
All you care about is how you’d amass your wealth.
Even if there’s nothing but death in your products
You wouldn’t mind if only wealth won’t bypass you.

Your greed and avarice has led you to where you are.
You may be rich but a beast is who you are.
Dignified murderer hiding under the cloak of service.
Living unfree with bodyguards as though evil which you truly know, does lurk around for you.

My people have died while some have become paralyzed.
All this is due to you and your craze for wealth.
Your evil deeds are untraceable to you of course
Even though they can’t be mentioned so that you won’t be visited.

You who grew up on our streets and once suffered with us have now decided to be rich at the expense of your neighbors.
Nemesis would catch up with you tho.
Enjoy the ill-gotten wealth while you may
For tomorrow you will die like those you have killed.
You may be buried in choicest tombs
yet your soul would forever cry out for sins you can’t atone
For by then it would be too late to amend your ways.

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You Gave Me Your World

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I asked for a little kindness,
You gave me awesome gifts.
I asked to simply be loved,
You showed me love unrestrained.

You were strength in the darkest and weakest nights
The one who on my path shines his light
I love you for who you are and have done.
You are one of those who who have honed my skills.

My patient teacher and friend
One who taught me to not let people’s words my heart to rend.
My dreams are yet to come to reality
but am happy to have met you before I attain maturity.

Wonderful just as God’s creations are
So do I always see you no matter where you are.
I love you just as you have loved me
But not as I would have loved to show it.

You are a part of me which has come to stay
And in everything about me, you will have a say
For it was you who taught me to believe

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Treasures for Life

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What the heart gives away in order to forget is not usually forgotten but is stored in the innermost cubicle of the heart. People come and go but those who leave wonderful footprints in our lives are those who are worthy of being treasured.

They listen to us even when we are not talking. They understand us even when everyone sees us as difficult to decipher. They encourage us to achieve even when others believe that we will fail. They are ever near even before we mention their names.

They are the treasure chests which no pirate can ever find if he aims to search for through sailing on turbulent seas. They are etched on our minds and engraved in our hearts. Too sweet to be ignored.

We may live like Tom and Jerry but they will always rub off on us positively and make us feel special. They are the stars on our darkest nights, our rainbows in the cloudy skies, our treasures for life.

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Scribbled Hurts

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I know you understand how it feels
Being so close, yet so far away.
Feeling lost and hopeless
Like all you ever knew or felt us lost.

Gone with the wind that blows the other way
The closeness and respect we once shared.
It hurts like a putrefied sore
which nothing can be done to make it heal fast.

I’ll be brave and strong without you.
The cross is mine not yours to bear.
Life is beautiful and mine will surely bloom again
The best of my journey is just ahead.

Never worry about me, the end is near.
Soon and I repeat soon will the hurts and pains be over.
The cheers and laughter would over seas echo to you.
The victory you will hear about.

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