When there is no communication,
There is no understanding,
When you do not communicate,
You do not relate,
When you do not relate,
Relationship is stifled,
Relationships are the life wires of community,
Stifled relationships make up fractured communities,
Find time to communicate,
Tough call in a busy world,
Right call in a busy world,
Right relationships keep you grounded and sane,
Easy to drown relating to materialism and fame,
Relating to the validation of the world,
What we really need is one another,
Come on make time for one another.
© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Shame of my game!
Shame of my game!
Now that you caught me in my own game,
I accept I have brought you shame,
Really the shame is mine,
I pray this will be the last time,
I took you for granted,
Now my reward is granted,
Nothing said or done can change the past,
I want to make sure the pain in your heart doesn't last,
I refuse to believe things will never be the same,
I know the best excuse is very lame,
You married a man with imperfections,
Even as he makes genuine efforts towards perfections,
I might look all sleek, strong and invincible,
But beneath that veil lies the vincible,
I am not a mistake,
But I make mistakes,
Don't throw the baby with the bath water,
This is not the time to scatter,
It is a moment to gather,
Gather the very best of you,
Help me with your strengths,
I'll help you with mine,
We can help each other,
Become that better person we want to see,
Lets commit to do whatever it takes,
In stead of mar let us choose to make,
Exercise patience as we sharpen a conscience,
Change doesn't happen by wave of a magic wand!
© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary
Now that you caught me in my own game,
I accept I have brought you shame,
Really the shame is mine,
I pray this will be the last time,
I took you for granted,
Now my reward is granted,
Nothing said or done can change the past,
I want to make sure the pain in your heart doesn't last,
I refuse to believe things will never be the same,
I know the best excuse is very lame,
You married a man with imperfections,
Even as he makes genuine efforts towards perfections,
I might look all sleek, strong and invincible,
But beneath that veil lies the vincible,
I am not a mistake,
But I make mistakes,
Don't throw the baby with the bath water,
This is not the time to scatter,
It is a moment to gather,
Gather the very best of you,
Help me with your strengths,
I'll help you with mine,
We can help each other,
Become that better person we want to see,
Lets commit to do whatever it takes,
In stead of mar let us choose to make,
Exercise patience as we sharpen a conscience,
Change doesn't happen by wave of a magic wand!
© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Martin Luther King Jr.
Martin Luther King Jr.
I salute your memory kind sir,
A far from perfect man,
Who taught us that even with our imperfections,
We can successfully rally against humanity's greatest foes,
You taught us that might is not to suppress and repress the weak,
But to protect and uplift them,
You taught us that our gifts and talents are not to impress the world,
But to serve a fellow man,
You despised your tender age,
Trusting God to make up for the lack in your scanty years,
You rode Christian living on the wheels of reality,
You resisted the strong and almost justifiable urge to violence,
With a ceaseless strong surge of peace,
You fought your wars with arrows of poetry,
Shot from a bow of an indefatigable unquenchable love,
You refused to let doubts have the better of you,
You suffocated cowardice,
Cowardice which makes a man cow in the face of mindless intimidation,
Even death threats could not deter,
You endured the pain and humiliation of jail cells,
You hoped even when no changing circumstance pointed to hope,
Time after time you rose to the majestic heights of unyielding faith,
Stubborn determination to succeed,
Success meant the aim, method and end had to be right,
For peace and justice you paid the ultimate price,
The laying of a life on the altar of sacrifice,
A selflessness which partially paid for the prize my generation has received,
Even though we receive it in unfinished installments,
One which makes it possible for every child,
Regardless of the color of their skin,
To rise to the summit of their fullest potential,
The wagon of racial equality and common humanity is yet to finish its journey,
But it has come a long way,
You can make your smile a little broader in your grave,
The work is on...
© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary
I salute your memory kind sir,
A far from perfect man,
Who taught us that even with our imperfections,
We can successfully rally against humanity's greatest foes,
You taught us that might is not to suppress and repress the weak,
But to protect and uplift them,
You taught us that our gifts and talents are not to impress the world,
But to serve a fellow man,
You despised your tender age,
Trusting God to make up for the lack in your scanty years,
You rode Christian living on the wheels of reality,
You resisted the strong and almost justifiable urge to violence,
With a ceaseless strong surge of peace,
You fought your wars with arrows of poetry,
Shot from a bow of an indefatigable unquenchable love,
You refused to let doubts have the better of you,
You suffocated cowardice,
Cowardice which makes a man cow in the face of mindless intimidation,
Even death threats could not deter,
You endured the pain and humiliation of jail cells,
You hoped even when no changing circumstance pointed to hope,
Time after time you rose to the majestic heights of unyielding faith,
Stubborn determination to succeed,
Success meant the aim, method and end had to be right,
For peace and justice you paid the ultimate price,
The laying of a life on the altar of sacrifice,
A selflessness which partially paid for the prize my generation has received,
Even though we receive it in unfinished installments,
One which makes it possible for every child,
Regardless of the color of their skin,
To rise to the summit of their fullest potential,
The wagon of racial equality and common humanity is yet to finish its journey,
But it has come a long way,
You can make your smile a little broader in your grave,
The work is on...
© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary
Monday, January 11, 2010
A thought is born.
A thought is born.
Conceived in the mind,
Nurtured by the careful,
Yet careless hand of time,
An almost timeless gestation,
Long hours of labour,
In the maternity of the mind,
Delivered by the dexterous midwifery,
Of quiet meditation,
Born ready to run,
Fugitive creature,
Failure to catch at birth,
Could mean permanent loss,
Of a precious child of thought.
© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary
Conceived in the mind,
Nurtured by the careful,
Yet careless hand of time,
An almost timeless gestation,
Long hours of labour,
In the maternity of the mind,
Delivered by the dexterous midwifery,
Of quiet meditation,
Born ready to run,
Fugitive creature,
Failure to catch at birth,
Could mean permanent loss,
Of a precious child of thought.
© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Special...
Special!
Let everyday and every moment be special,
Every day, every moment might be the last,
So get the special sheets out,
That special china,
Light those special candles,
Make that special meal,
Have that special chat,
Write that special poem,
Read that special book,
Make that special call,
Pray that special prayer,
Do the special things now,
If you wait for tomorrow for the date,
The next moment might be too late.
© 2010 Afeseh Ngwa Hilary
Let everyday and every moment be special,
Every day, every moment might be the last,
So get the special sheets out,
That special china,
Light those special candles,
Make that special meal,
Have that special chat,
Write that special poem,
Read that special book,
Make that special call,
Pray that special prayer,
Do the special things now,
If you wait for tomorrow for the date,
The next moment might be too late.
© 2010 Afeseh Ngwa Hilary
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