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How Annabella was killed

Annabella from her earliest years was set to be a priceless pearl

She took her ink and paper well and made it spill to her brain so dear

She made it work and earn her pay and papa saw his gem so rare

Just live her dream and spread her flair until from her was snuffed the air

 

And while she meant to take her flight, the cuckoo missed his way

He zapped his life and mortgaged hers and lo, it was no play

And lying there, Annabella looked and saw her blood being frayed

And all along her papa here could nought, but simply prayed

 

And while she tried to stand the fight, the vultures saw a chance

To make some coins and toss their lives and lo hers was on stance

And lying there, Annabella looked as that her hope was chopped

If only all the sharks around had consciences that hadn’t flopped

 

And while she fought the extra mile, the whitened robes were nigh

All ready-go to make the dough and lo her life was sighing

And lying there, Annabella saw how cruelty was below-high

If only GPs and sharks and robes had chosen not to look by

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And while I think and scribble this, I see her gentle face

I pray she finds eternal bliss, if she did run the Race.

And I wonder how Annabella would’ve been if we hadn’t all the haze

All the cocktail of their impish hearts that puts us in a maze

 

 

 

And that is how Annabella looked and saw how she was killed

And that is how I am telling you so more blood wouldn’t be spilled

And sitting here, I look and see how bleak the future is

Cuz what would change if all they do is sit and feign peace?

 

 

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One day we’ll make a toss at the moon

And thank the stars for their fiery zoom

That’ll be when we see that all the gloom

All the slum and rot have stopped to boom

 

And then we’d sing the famous song

That song that tells of praise

Of promises of lands of peace and glory

The glorious peace our fathers failed to bequeath

 

Then they’d hear how foul their voices have been

Their voices so full of all their vice

They’ll feel how sorry their lungs will taste

As it draws its air from the blood they’ve shed

 

Then I’ll sit and toss with my son

I’d tell him how windy the tale has been

Perhaps he may,  just may come to see

How it all comes to be on that fateful day

 

On that day when the sun will salute the moon

On that day when our  gray spirits would be gay

On that day when our glorious peace wouldn’t fray

How I long for that day which sure will come, one day.

 

DESIDERATA (2)

ollA few months back, I found myself in an amiss situation with my father, and he told me to « Go back to the Desiderata, read it as though it was for an exam, carefully; thoroughly”.

And so I did. I often did. Had I missed out on something the previous times? Well, I did, the words were the same, the meaning I drew, the same. But, yes, but…

The lines, though simply a reminder, speak a truth so carefully and quietly they cut through the mind and even the soul. Simple things that are desired, desired by all and for all –the desiderata.

Guess in the part of the entire poem I posted same time last year, one of my creams is “As far as possible, without surrender; Be on good terms with all persons; Speak your truth quietly and clearly, And listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; They too have their story.”

I strive and am learning to do all I can to be on good terms with all persons and to respect people’s truths though I may not share them.

And with that understanding from my father, the following are quite poignant, once again

Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.

Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings.

Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

 

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.

And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

 

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.

 Max Ehrmann 1927

Yes, strive to be happy, despite the all; despite the odds -Strive to be HAPPY.

“…nobody’s ambition is worth the blood of any Nigerian…” – Goodluck Jonathan

nigeria“As I have always affirmed, nobody’s ambition is worth the blood of any Nigerian. The unity, stability and progress of our dear country is more important than anything else”.

Last Saturday, March 28, 2015, Nigerians took to the polls to elect a president amid tension and high security concerns. The two main presidential candidates, outgoing Goodluck Ebelle Jonathan and incoming General Muhammadu Buhari signed an agreement to prevent violence in the tightly contested elections earlier on March 26.

The two promised to respect the outcome of a credible poll and urged their supporters to refrain from violence, the BBC reported.

With results announced in all states, opposition candidate General Buhari of the All Progressives Congress (APC) won the presidential election by more than 2.1 million votes. Outgoing president Goodluck Jonathan of the Peoples Democratic Party (PDP) conceded defeat on 31 March in elections marking the first time an incumbent president loses re-election in Nigeria.

I read through the Nigerian President’s speech acknowledging opposition’s victory in last weekend’s general election, and stumbled upon this powerful part – “As I have always affirmed, nobody’s ambition is worth the blood of any Nigerian…”

Such an opinion to me resonates victory, and afterward Goodluck confirms that “Today, the PDP should be celebrating rather than mourning. We have established a legacy of democratic freedom, transparency, economic growth and free and fair elections“.

To get to a point where personal ambition is set aside for the good of a country, already marred by so much bloodshed, speaks so much for the better.

Experts believe the outgoing president has been very instrumental in preventing unrest, in his concession of defeat. A disputed result would very probably have sent the country riding a bumpy path.

Later in the statement, the outgoing president says “I promised the country free and fair elections. I have kept my word”.

Gen. Buhari takes office by the end of May 2015, and prospects already seem blissful, as less than 24 hours since the proclamation of results, the Nigerian national index and currency has soared.

Left to see how well the polemized Boko Haram insurgency in the North East of the country will be handled, for the greater good of the Nigerian people.