Be the man

Be it right or wrong
The strong can still be strong
But the rules, if wrong
Can make a strong man weak

There's strength in weakness
If you fail to see with laziness
Forget your rules of hastiness
You are only weak, when you feel you're not strong

It's not about you...still not your fault
Don't play your creative strength to a halt
Don't be quick to startle or jolt
Play bold on your weakness, and be the man.

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I Crave For Success

I dream the future without the past
Of when my success will be a blast
Intent of heart, I see the best
Hope for the future, with God I rest.

I crave for success, I hope for hope
God start the process, I crave to cope.

I see a flash, a flash of hope
I'm up the mountain, nomore the slope
Lord take me higher, Lord take me up
Mobilize the process, and do not stop.

I crave for success, I hope for hope
God start the process, I crave to cope.

Night and day, I hope in silence
The possibility of a future so dense
If I persevere, and continue hoping
Then my future will cease from joking.

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Silent Night...

Silent night, our discovery night
When concentration was limited to our world
The passion was embraced by the night
And we spoke our minds without a spoken word.

Silent night, our wanton night
A night of sneaky, invisible touches
Your touch illuminated an emotional light
Especially your sweet, silent smooches.

Silent night, when we had our sweet fight
How could I forget that sweet harassment?
When your kisses took me to a greater height
And your embrace gave me a life imprisonment.

Silent night, a night so long
We interacted with just our hands
Your full-lips tickled my searching tongue
With your smooches, love confirmed my plans.

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Breaking Up!

Did I hear you call my name?
I was listening, though I was stilled with shame
Was it real or just a game?
I’m confused, ‘cos things are no more the same.

Silent days and sleepless nights
Gone are those days you held me tight
I’m so disturbed that you’re out of sight
Why did you have to go my sparkling light?

Just when I thought we’re in for love
You played me off like a game of golf
You inflicted me with emotional cough
Give me the antidote, bring back your love.

I’m sorry for whatever reason I faulted
Forgive me if I ever made you feel insulted
In your heart, I’m sure my name was long deleted
But don’t forget that with nothing we both started.

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It's Just Poverty, Fight On!

Though my growing up days weren’t easy
I kept my little hands and mind always busy
I went around with shoes without laces
Doing odd jobs that took me to odd places
I never had a sliced bread pasted with jam
All we had was boiled or roast cocoyam
We had an empty room in the day and crowdy at night
But yet we smiled around as if our life was glowing bright

I had a father who worked more than his pay
And a mother who had enough sighing to replay
Poverty was the story, but it wasn’t our destiny
Because we daily hosted mosquitoes picking on our bodies
Though we stayed content and devoid of worries
We had poverty restricting us to our lowly class
While others were born with silver spoons, our was brass

My story was bad and rusty yesterday
Thank God, I have a success story to tell today
Don’t give up on your dreams, hold on

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