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Source: GOOD-DOERS, AND RELENTLESSLY SO
Friends
Self-motivation is not infallible,
Just as writer’s block is not impossible
But thank goodness for friends so laudable
For their encouragements, both silent & audible.
Dedicated to:
Akintunde Aiki, who specifically inspired me to bring this page alive saying, “We wanna read you…on your blog.” Bro, I owe you.
Alive but well,…
[To those we lost: Victims of the Dana Airway Plane Crash June 3, 2012]
Metal scraps and body parts,
Jet fuel plus body fluids,
Sudden end to erstwhile beating hearts
And crushing pain my soul exudes.
Minutes earlier they were air-borne
And quite apparently safety-bound
How speedy a transition to “death-borne”!
And never again to walk the ground.
The black box that blackened that Sunday
The engines that grounded prematurely
And darkness exiled the sun from our day
Piercing us badly and much so sorely
Those who formerly were alive and well
– alive but well, [shrugs] and they left
And now in demise they smell and swell
Tossing us into a wide emotional cleft
If life truly owes us nothing
We should be debtors of death neither
But logic or debate shan’t change anything
Breath or Death: We lack control over either.
The Lord vs. The Laud
At loggerheads since forever: the Word and the World
Just so, things of my Lord versus things men laud
No solution will ever arise for such discord;
It’s like saying sword shouldn’t thirst for blood.
Why trade off salvation’s helmet to procure worldly garment
Thus forfeiting one’s inheritance of an eternal firmament?
It is simply an exchange of the Lord for the laud
Like trading His Fear for Fashion, swapping God for Stud.
If men I ever do seek to please
Then heaven will never be at ease
Why be earth-applauded but heaven-accursed
Abandoning the Almighty for flighty applause?
Why plunge at the offer of worldly acclaim and money,
when Your precepts stay ever sweeter than honey?
Why for attention go I hunting,
when scriptures tell me it amounts to nothing?
And why jostle to top earthly lists and charts,
when eternity’s been placed in my heart of hearts?
Eternity won’t pardon my barter of the Almighty
For worldly toys and trinkets that are far too flighty
And if ever, Creator, I aim at satisfying the world’s view
For a punishment, Maker, keep me perpetually with You!
Case in Point
An attempt at blending or merging the things of God with those of the world will, at best, be a failure. Know on who’s side you belong.
Her Blush
Ruddy cheeks, red on both sides
Alluring, beautiful with nothing besides
Matching – truly matching – her gown
Nucleus from where her smiles are grown
Why stare at her in a rush?
At her rose-pink cheeks – plum and plush?
All stands still, sounds come to a hush
At the sight of her cute, cute blush.
Anecdote
Penned this at a dinner sometime in mid 2011. Berny Akaeze, how could I have ignored a touch of your blush?
Diamonds in a Circle (Her Earrings)
Dangling from her ears with no noise
So silent, if it had a mouth there’d be no voice
And resting in a circle so well poised
Admiration? Of course … as if I had a choice!
I’ve seen red diamonds – only in films
Held one or two – only in my dreams
It felt quite good – or so it seems
But with these, my joy-wells fill to their brims
May I compare its shape to the electric bulb?
Or liken its motion to the pendulum bob?
Oops! It even resembles a raindrop
Matchless in comparison – making this poet wanna sob!
Shaped like, but fairer than, almonds
Away from this sight I couldn’t have turned
’Cause heaven knows I was stunned
Just when I beheld her diamonds.
Anecdote
Describing a classmate’s earring – a single red diamond circumscribed by a silvery/chrome ring. Simply beautiful!
Heart-break!
My heart was racing
And my feelings were pacing
I could feel my head aching
Or what is this that I’m facing?
Is this the opposite of what I think it isn’t?
Or a mixture of what it is and isn’t?
Isn’t this what I don’t think it is?
Or am I losing grip on reality?
I’ve had encounters making my heart skip
But memory of none did I ever keep;
Seen images that made my emotions leap
But never had one this deep.
Was it her queenly entrance that gulped all attention?
Or her gliding carriage, louder than ostentation?
Or why did her presence become everyone’s preoccupation?
‘Cause it all happened, not in real time, but in slow motion
Who I saw swallowed what I envisaged
My heart muscles slowed rather than accelerate;
Then my heartbeat slammed on its brake,
And for a moment, my heart went on a break…
Cardinal Question
Now, who says a heart-break isn’t good?
Not Without A Word
Left to me, never would I quit this place
But trying to make ends meet replaced seeing your face
If I had my way, I’d rather stay this way
But I dashed out, not hearing what you had to say
Pardon my ignorance, forgive my neglect
Excuse my indiscretion and lack of respect
Or why should I struggle to make a living
As the son of the author of life and living?
So before I wade into today and join the throng
I’ll read The Word, pray and to You sing a song
‘Cause who knows when next You’ll see me coming
Too bad, it might be the next morning!
A word is all I need to navigate life’s terrain
And so why from hearing You should I refrain?
Therefore, Lord, please let this be on record:
I’ll go each day, but not without Your Word.
Out of Curiosity
Many a liking comes with an expiry date
As affection slowly mutates into hate
But here’s truth in its birthday suit alone:
Love is commitment in action not just in tone.
I’m aware those pearly eyes will lose their sparkle;
The smile in the corners of that mouth may no longer dazzle.
I know that velvety skin shall wrinkle into a crease,
And that bosom will no longer catch men’s fancies.
But though you change the frame,
The picture surely remains the same.
So, wondering if I’ll stop loving you, later or soon
Is like wishing the sun will replace the moon
So we’ll remain, after no more valentines can be celebrated
We’ll linger, even after no anniversaries will be commemorated.
Beyond the fleeting boyish passions and fading girlish emotions,
Tireless affection it will be, raging angrier than the oceans.
Ours will be an airtight love-bond, lacking in porosity
Extending beyond finiteness and right into infinity
So if out of curiosity you ask when I’ll stop loving you, Sweetie
My sincere reply would be, “On the day after eternity”
Till I Find Another
’Twas a futile attempt at disengagement
A misguided deed, better named derangement
Speaking of my priorities – what a misplacement!
Because for my Creator I sought a replacement.
Craved some breathing space, wanted some freedom
Thinking my Maker is somewhat worrisome
Guess I forgot His laws aren’t burdensome
And His reward for faithfulness? Awesome!
Finding a substitute for the Trinity
Will only take from now till infinity,
A fruitless adventure lasting eternity,
Embarking on such is brilliant insanity.
So Lord I’ll be yours till I find another
But why for another should I even bother?
And why do I need I search any further,
When I’m never unsure that there’s no other?
Synopsis
An irrevocable commitment to God… till I breath my last.
bunmioke 