He who wakes up and find himself successful
Has not been asleep
Do not snore off your time to excel
For he who kills time injures eternity
Rather
Take time to think- it is the source of power
Take time to give-it is too short a day to be selfish
For when you invest in your self inspired zeal
You give and get replenished
Do not be like so many people
Who think they re dreamers
But re just deep sleepers
"Reach high" ,an author once said
"For stars lie hidden in your soul.
Dream deep,for every dream
Precedes the goal.

It all seem like yesterday
When we all gathered round your bed
Kneeling for blessings,benedictions
And warnings to live as one

It all seems like yesterday
When you will rock me with folktales
Stories of how you won my mum
And the blessings attached to you as one

It seems like yesterday
When your advise cuddles me in my blues
Re inspiring my soul
With it streams words of gold

It all seems like yesterday
That the devil took your breathe away
Leaving us with a hole
Scars like tattoos
As we mourn in silence
And here,
we standing all in a dark shade of glass
Black gowns,black suits,black tie,in the rain
Spreading our ashes over you bossom rest
Blaming the devil for the theft of a good life

Though your pictures glaze our hearts
Furnishing it with your radiant smiles
The memory of you
We continue to cherish
As we hold today a remembrance of you.

I could make a stream
With the tears that saddles
Down on my plain chest
I could create a well
From the hole dugged round my heart
If life were as rosy as it seems
And love were as sweet as happily ever after
Like movies depict
Then this tears dat rolls out uncontrollably
Should be that of joy

Dunno what this is
For the pain I feel
Is washed off with my tears
But my heart taste salt
As my tears taste sour

If I deserve to be shown to the world
If ve earn that much
Do not hesitate to flaunt it

But,if not
Then let me cuddle myself
And raise my heads high

Cos,I believe life continues
Even if the world says otherwise

I'll play a jaunty little diddy on my geetar
And perhaps at that point, you will love me too
I don't have what it takes to be a big star
But maybe I could at least be one to you

I'll stand outside your window throwing pebbles
And singing in the night's dark frigid breeze
I know that this is nuts, but I'm a rebel
And you have made jello out of my knees

Skedaddle" he said
Chasing my shadow off his tail
I ran as far as I could go
No destination,yet my legs wouldn't stop

90miles ahead of time
Gasping for breath that seems witheld
A taste of my sweat
Saddles on my lips
All salty and creamy
My tongue could tell
Long as I ran,like a deer hunted by predators
That my legs
Fails to stop shivering in an spring leave

At night
I recollect every detail
An ordeal I couldn't but relish
As you chase me off your trail
Yelling stalker as I ran

The tears that saddles my eyeball red
And ink in blood for the devils signature
With the owls feather or is it chickens
That write out the ordeal with much bitterness.