I’ve heared you say;

Increase my salary!

Pay me more!

All while knowing that I’m struggling.

Where’s God?

Do we really have to say His name?

I’m trapped by poverty.

Because of I being poor,

wherever I go people seem to dislike me.

Will it be the same had if I was rich?

Will it have been the same had they not

thrown myself into a den full of lions?

For the love of money?


He had to save me and be your testimony.

Not all of us believe in HIM but,

We all get touched by His Grace.



















He could’ve checked on her to see how she was doing.

He didn’t because he was busy with other women.

That’s what she told me in anger.

I’m the man and am not without own foibles.

The problem was he had slept with her and,

Is now denying that the baby she is carrying is his.

He is irate and asking to accompany her to medics,

to go perform DNA tests .

She tells him that will be of no use and,

Will only going to tarnish his good man image.

He concerns himself a lot about maintenance money,

He’ll have to pay if he is found out to be an unborn child’s dad.

Now she contemplates suing him for being selfish.

Yes! If he continue to talk nonsense about the baby’s identity,

To her friends and the community at large.

He’ll have to pay for that and along with the well being of the;

unborn he has created.

He claims to have been retrenched along with some of his colleagues,

Due to their firm’s downsizing and merger with others,

Whose employees are more learned and skilled than he is.

She’s gravely ill and won’t listen to any of his rhetorics.





as usual

Prior to this,

Before I thought I could be able to write,

I had to first think hard about why I came to this earth for.

I’d be very worried if I wasn’t born of a woman because,

That I think, would make me somewhat of an alien–

at least before most of your eyes.

I have thought about resolutions for now,

I had thought about what I would like to be this year but,

like many of you;

I’m think about starting afresh.

Are you all listening to me or,

Have as usual lost me?

It doesn’t matter to I if you’re concentrating on what I’ve to tell you,

Or are busy trawling my back pages.

As for my life, I ‘ve done endless SWOT analysis when I was a teen ager,

Because all that we dream about when we’re young is a perfect life–

filled with endless opportunities.

We care less about uniformity,

Wearing of a suit and a tie but,

Feel more comfortable in dressing casually.

However, what gives our lives more impetus–

are words out of our mouths.

Some can lead us to;

our final resting place,

or to jail.

Others to high corporate positions.

Trying to do it all alone proves fatal for many a man–

because without back up we’re all but doomed.

All good or bad things in this life,

that I would like to advice you on,

Starts with careful affirmations.

You get to decide what you’re good at.

At the beginning of every year methinks,

Each and everyone of you have to sit done,

Yes! After moonlight kisses and fireworks ceases,

Beings have to think hard about previous failed journeys–

they partook.

Previous successes that led them to be wherever they’re now.

Because regrets will not only waste  time but,