A Poem: The Shoes we'll leave*

Our lives are books
Made of what our attitudes cook
Our lives speaks volumes of us
Than our words no matter how precious


As a father, that's conscious
Who understands loves principle and is not copious
I'll leave the shoe of love
For my seeds to soar above


As a teacher that's teachable
Who loves to see his students on riches table
I'll leave the shoe of love and humility
The way up is down in riches city

The shoes we'll leave on Earth
Can give our seeds life or death
The footprints of our legacies
Can determine our futures state of ecstasy


Mothers, aunts, nieces, uncles and nephews
Everyone should leave a shoe that's new
That'll catapult our seeds to the pinnacle of Affluence
Not a spoilt shoe that'll keep them in poverty's influence


Do good, make someone happy
Help the helpless and don't be a selfish puppy
Goodness is the shoe that leads to Greatness
The shoes we'll leave behind determines indeed, our happiness.

© Daniels Pen ™✍️✍️✍️ 2020.

A Poem: Speechless pt 2*

The labour of our heroes past
Are all gone into a heartless bomb blast
The beautiful nation we knew
Has been decorated with heartless soldiers in satans curfew

When I hear tidings
Tidings that sends my heart crying
I just begin to wonder
When would the green land be a beautiful wonder?

Bribery at its beautiful peak
Falsehood in the leaders bag that doesn't leak
Smiles of wickedness on my TV screen
Predators in the cloth of a prey, they have been


Tears can't change it
Protests can't stop it
When there's a little pressure
They reluctantly, temporarily wear the cloth of Christ in a measure


Falz can't stop them
Davido can't change them
Only one person can
God, He only, Can


In the River of my sorrow
I decided to, from the Rock, some water borrow
No one can change these Kings that are heartless
So, I retire to the Rock and remain Speechless.

© Daniels Pen ™✍️✍️✍️2020.

A Poem: Priceless pt 2 (A Sonnet)*

Many skirts exist on this planet,
I'm not after the chubby or the one with a brunette,
Not for a queen that will give me a quintet,
But for that one who understands me,
Ever, ready to help, lift and bless me,
Not a gold digger in lusts suit,
But that one that'll help me in my life's pursuit,
I found a girl,
Who didn't let my future birl,
A bonjela that soothes my pain,
I promise, my love, I'll always remain,
More precious than a jewel,
A friend who's not cruel,
Indeed, you're a princess that's Priceless
© Daniels Pen ™✍️✍️✍️✍️ 2020.

A Poem: Priceless*

Good character maybe bought
Through hypocrisys temporary market when sought
Yet one thing is priceless
True love is sizeless


Certificates expire
Men from work retire
But one thing remains and is not lifeless
True love is ageless


Buildings grow old
Animals get cold
Some of which seems useless
True love is faultless


Trees wither away
Men, sometimes may not pray
Even robots, sometimes are tired when wireless
True love is tireless

Money is visible
A beautiful sky scrapper is possible
Yet one invisible that is not fruitless
Is the love that is eyeless

Good health, money may buy
When life is no more, money will fly
Yet one thing remains forever priceless
True love indeed is priceless
© Daniels Pen ™✍️✍️✍️✍️ 2020.

A Poem: In the River of Mentality*

In the river of Mentality
Where ideas are of different heights
Their starture May differ, but for them we would fight
Where notions and beliefs are measured in our brains city


In the river of Mentality
Some view social life as devilish
And others view faithfulness as selfish
Where our views of life keeps us in our sentimentality


In the river of Mentality
The word love is Sinful
To those sanctimonious, yet harmful
In this river, where our views may bring to our hearts, detrimentality


In the river of Mentality
Where our views keep us bound
Or makes us abound
Where the rich are made and the poor in its incidentality


In the river of Mentality
Where our beliefs determines our rate of maturity
Where our eyeglass to life leads us to mediocrity or seniority
Where our lives lie in our desires fatality


In the river of Mentality
Where we determine which boat drives our destiny
Where the mature mind comes out with a testimony
And the naive, myopic, descends in its sick agility

© Daniels Pen ™✍️✍️✍️✍️ 2020.

A Poem: The Confused, Crazy Man*


Pursuit of goals and vision
Should be every Man's mission
Though, women are to be secondary
Some men, have turned them primary


He fell in love with Angela
He said, she was his bonjela
He fell in love with Chidinma
He exclaimed that she melted his life's rock into magma


He fell in love with Vivian
She taught him to be a Christian
He fell in love with Princess
She fought so hard to remove from his life all sorts of nonsense


He's confused
Trying to use one key to open many doors that are not fused
You want to access all the rooms
You'll see your doom

Finally, he saw beautiful Rachael
He forgot that he dropped a foetus with Mitchell
How can he have rest?
When he was crazy in lusts quest


Crazy is the Man
Who never cleaves to one woman
Confused is the Man
A he-goat in the cloth of a man

© Daniels Pen ™✍️✍️✍️✍️ 2020.

A Poem: If Death Knocks (A Sonnet)*


Life is short and anonymous
Live your life for God, not for self
Live in His Fear and don't be pumpous
If death knocks you'd not be in yourself
If death knocks, will your house be organized?
If death knocks, will your heart be right?
Sudden, it maybe and get us surprised
Will you be taken in Heavens flight?
Riches may offer you comfort
Death, will all that distort,
Living like the King of life
Its a foolish stride
When breathe seizes, you can't strife
When the boat of death comes,
will you enjoy it's destinations ride?

© Daniels Pen ™✍️✍️✍️ 2021.