Waiting for light

 

In the dark I sat depressed and disillusioned

By life with good reason to cry beside a

Withered garden, waiting for the light

 

Form nowhere appeared a child with a rose

Flower from the garden. He sat close to me and

Heaved a sigh of relief

 

“It is for you” he whispered to me. “It smells

Pretty” I looked at the withered flower and

Frowned. To let him go, I reached for the

Flower

 

But instead of placing the flower on my opened

Palms, he held it in mid air without dropping

The flower. I frowned the more

 

The light came and we stood to see differently

, I saw him blind and he noticed that I

Was not appreciating life, his flower

 

I heard my voice quivered, “Just what I

Needed” I took the flower from the air. He

Smiled, “How beautiful is the sun?” tears

Ran down my cheeks

 

“Very beautiful” I replied amidst tears. He

Smiled the more and left with the light.

Tapping the wall and ground to find his way

Through the eyes of the blind

 

 

And then, I held that withered flower up to my

Nose and breathed in the fragrance. The thorns

Got Into my hand. I whimpered in pain

 

I realised for all those times I was in thoughts,

That I was blind to appreciate and see life in a

Beautiful dimension

 

The light has brought me hope through the

Eyes of the blind, eyes that can not see life but

Still appreciate life no matter how it is today…

 

 

MUST I WAIT BEFORE I TELL YOU…?

Every day should have been the day I celebrate you in my life. I must not wait for Valentine before I truly tell you how much you mean to me. When was the last time I gave you a present, took you round town or even walked with you? Can I remember? I have come to take for granted the expression of love I have for you. It is not that I do not love you…I do. I love you and would always do. However, I am wondering if I have been cute enough to always make you special.

In the beginning, I barley sleeps without think of making the next day special…Am I still doing this? Or have I allowed activities and work to take over us. This is the reason why I want to come back again as that ‘Love’ of your life who would always make you happier. There is no need to wait and express my love for you before Valentine.

Today, I am becoming a better person for you. I would love you with all my heart and renew my commitment to you. Life is beautiful…That is what matters. There is no need waiting for that special occasion to tell that person you appreciate and love that person.

You may not know what would happen next…It may not be a spouse or loved one. It may be your boss in the office, your priest, your neighbor that you have never spoken with…Everyone is your loved one. Lets make  the world a better place as we pollute it with love.Remember, it does not cost to love…

WHEN SMILES BECOMES EXPENSIVE

We smile. This is the nature of man because that is one of the most beautiful things in life. However, when the act of smiling becomes pain, something is definitely wrong. I have always advocated for ladies all over the world. However, in this story, I would not support a lady who would torture herself to smile.  In some parts of the world, there is this practice of tattooing the gums to be black for a whiter smile.  This is also said that this would prevent bad breath and protect the gums.

It should be understood that a woman would definitely go under a needle to have this achievement… Does this mean that smile is now very expensive or a torture? This is what I cannot support. When was the last time you smiled? You would support me that it is a free gift to mankind. Even the every old smile…

The quest for beautiful smile can win you gold. It can soften the heart of a hardened man and can give you food on your table. Do you wonder why comedians are paid heavily? Simple, they make you laugh until tears come out of your eyes. Does this mean that they are happy people? Some are very happy while the rest are angry people who use their talents for money alone. And cannot make themselves smile after shows.

Well, It is a beautiful day. It does not matter what you are passing through. What matters is how you take care of it. And I believe, smiling is a therapy that would make you look young… Try it now

MUM: YOU ARE THE BEST

MUM: YOU ARE THE BEST

Today is not mother’s days but it can be a day to celebrate the lives of every woman on earth. I have not told my mum how she much she means to me this week neither have i been able to tell my wife she is the center of my life. Of course, ‘I Love You’ have taken over our vocabulary that we are no longer appreciate or understand what we mean when we say, ‘I Love You’. It is not too late because we can actually do it today…

 

 

She wakes before everyone in the house to

Prepare for the new day. Then she begins to

Wake each of us except me the little one

 

With one hand she lifts me out of the ground to

Her back when I announce my waking up with

Cries of not seeing her beside me

 

At her back she ties me tightly with her

Wrapper, pounding with the pestle that is

Taller than her. Sweat rolls down as she

Prepares the morning meal

 

As she drops the meal from fire, she is

Setting the table for food. There is no free time

For Nne, every second count to make our home

Immediately after the meal, she is putting

Another meal on fire.

 

Nne, would not eat until everyone us was filled

Before she eats. With food waiting for us in the

Afternoon that has not come. She picks our

Clothes to the stream.

 

We must not wear dirty clothes because she

Makes such that they were watched before put

Them on. Immediately, she comes back, food

is served

 

She does not have any thing that tells her the

Time to carry out her house chore because she

Knows when to do what

 

 

Our bathing water ready in the evening before

She brings in the last meal of the day and

She stays behind to clear the plates after the

Meal

 

After all that, she would sing me to sleep before

Going back to finish what i might have not

allow her to complete when i was awake

 

 

That is how Nne does each day that i wonder if

She ever sleeps at all. God, bless my Nne of me

because life would not have been better than

this without her

Smiling Angel that is Bedridden

 

Life ceased to make a meaning to her three years ago. It was as if God has forsaken her when she woke from the accident scene. People would look at her and give up on her because she was crushed on the spinal cord by a drunken driver. The only person who never gave up on her was her. She refused to give in to the doctor’s prognosis because she still wants to hold her kids.

Three years have gone and she is bedridden. The accident has got her paralyzed in the legs and hands that she cannot even hold a piece of paper.  I met her this weekend and could not help admiring her hope and courage. Each day, she wakes with anticipation that one of her fingers would at least respond.  She is taking her journey gradual because she knows that one day in the future, her dead body would come back to life.

Whenever she wakes each day, she would smile for being alive one more day. She would give thanks for life and wait to be taken care of. I felt guilty for being such an ungrateful fellow who wakes and rush my prayers to God. I cannot remember the last time i sat down to appreciate how lucky i am to be healthy…

When Nature Snares at Papa

He should have been the head of his family but he is not. The reason why Papa would not sleep is because he is unable to meet his responsibility as the man of the house. He lost his job because he was unable to stop drinking and spending money on strange women he met. He does not remember that he has family whenever he collects the little he was paid as a bank manager in our local bank. It was mama who would use the little she gets from her stall at the street market in feeding the family. He refused to train us because the other women told him we were not responsible.

He would come home drunk and beat mama when she was unable to serve him better meal from her purse. And when one day, he came home crying because he was sacked from his lucrative job. This was a job that did not take care of any member of the family. The table suddenly turns; i became a lawyer, Nonye, a doctor, Uju, wife of a politician. And we took mama away to where she would never suffer any longer.

Today, mama moves from one wonderful to another because she was there for us when needed help. For papa, he is still in his old house. It is not that we hate him. We only visit home once a year and that’s when mama feels like. He does not deserve to be around mama who he once poured hot water for giving him a watery soup. He deserves to be alone. What do you think?

Cry no More Mama

Widowhood should be a time to be pampered by relatives and loved ones. This should be a moment of sober reflection for those who believed that their husbands would not die when they would not take care of them. However, in most part of the developing world,, this is an era to suffer from their mishaps. Relatives suddenly become enemies because they want to eat from the livelihood source of these women.

In some places, these women do not have a say in how their properties would be shared.  And they are left in the mighty hand of God to care for their kids. Education seems to make little sense when this culture of confiscating the properties of widows comes to play.  The tears of these women can only be heard in the night when every one of us must have slept. The future looks bleak when those with kids as young as five have nowhere to run to.  Cry no More Mama!!! The future is beautiful. Do not mind what you see today no matter how hard things might seem. The challenges are just mirages to what you would encounter in the future. If only you see the bright future, you would stop crying.

My Kid Without Hope

 

They are called ‘witches of Akwa Ibom’. You see them round playing daredevils on most highways in the Eastern part of Nigeria as beggars. And because these little kids have been being condemned with word of mouth as agents of darkness, they live the life of slaves.  The reason why these kids have become the most horrible of humans is simple. When a tragedy happens to a family, the affected person(s) look for whom to lay the blame upon. And mostly these culprits are innocent kids who cannot defend themselves. It is the affected persons that are held responsible but those who called themselves  ‘Exorcism pastors’.

 

These pastors have turned to be monsters who have raked the lives of our innocent people.  Some of these maimed kids could have become the future that the world is waiting for. The world could have gotten the cure for HIV/Aids if some of these people were given a fair treat in life. Today, we have seen these ‘assumed witches’ cause havoc in our society because they are angry with life.

 

They have been manhandled, burnt with fire, given acid baths, rejected and abandoned. What does the future hold for them? How long this barbaric custom would continues?  This is a question we should be asking ourselves. Every kid is our child

 

Too Large Money

How much will you have and be satisfied? The question is something that a lot of us may not really have an answer to. The problem of money is that it is never going to be enough. Sometimes, we see the very rich still looking for a way to increase their fortune.

Giving back the society is very important which is what a lot of wealthy men and women are doing. However, it is not only them that have to give back to our society. You have something to give to the society so do i. The year has started and we are all trying to be better. Of course that is amazing.  This does not mean that we should neglect the society that we are living. When we have something to give out to the society, the society would be better for us. Live and make the world a better place.

The Aftermath of Christmas and New Year

 

 

If every day is New Year, the world would be better than we are seeing it. Take a look at your dinner table on these two days.  You were a living in luxury and affluence. You took more than you could have spent on a day like today. Your kitchen was filled with food items you could not finish on those two days. You took wine and dine with friends and loved ones. Today, look at your kitchen and see if it is still as great as it was during the festive period.

Life is for the living. You live once and die once. This is the reason why you should not stop celebrating everyday that you meet. Each day is special. However, a lot of us are not seeing every day as such. This is the reason why they miss a lot of opportunities. When every day becomes important to you, you would always have a reason to be happy. Remember, the life you are living is not for you alone. There is a lot of people who need to be taken care of by you. a little help, smile, laughter, love, care and kindness to others would make your 2013 amazing.