World AIDS Day - Dec 1st 2009
Get Tested.
True the HIV AIDS diagnosis might be very grim,
But delay makes chances of survival very slim,
Don't wait until you are very trim,
Meanwhile put a tourniquet on your every whim,
Walk away from the cowardly culture,
Invest in your future,
Get tested,
Get fear busted,
You might test positive,
But you get a chance to stay mentally positive,
Get the right affordable therapy,
By all standards it is better than chemotherapy,
You might test negative,
Make efforts to never test positive,
Abstain but you if you can't, use a condom,
Be faithful and don't sleep around at random,
Don't be an unbeliever,
You'll regret you were not a believer,
HIV AIDS is real,
Its schemes surreal,
Don't be inert,
Better be alert,
Especially if you are a youngster,
AIDS can be a monster,
Don't embrace the madness peddled around,
It's like fitting a square peg in a hole which is round,
*Sleeping with a virgin is not a cure,
So leave the virgins pure,
Stigma is not an answer,
Love is the answer,
Together lets push back the frontiers of HIV AIDS,
Quicken the coming of the day when only history will tell of HIV AIDS.
* It is erroneously and atrociously believed in some places that people get cured when they sleep with young virgins.
© 2009 Afeseh Ngwa Hilary.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
I still remember
I still remember!
I still remember like it was yesterday,
There was no warning call,
I can still see her breathe her last,
A last breath which marked the transition,
To a world beyond,
Beyond the flesh,
Beyond the understanding of those left behind,
And now the death of any person,
Triggers a journey down memory lane,
To a shelf which has refused to gather dust,
A shelf which has gathered no dust over the years,
I can see the fragile thread,
Which held her to an even more fragile life,
I can see that thread snap in a moment,
While a brutal reality is ushered in on this side,
Lum was ushered into a mystery eternity on the other side,
I can still see her body change homes,
From her room to a fridge,
I can still feel that is a place too cold for any person to be,
And then from the fridge,
Her body of clay is reunited with mother earth,
Her body might rot,
And become food for flora,
Her soul might be gone,
But she forever lives in my heart,
In a treasure trove of memories,
Where I frequently visit to meet with her again,
I still remember like it was yesterday!
© 2009 Afeseh Ngwa Hilary.
I still remember like it was yesterday,
There was no warning call,
I can still see her breathe her last,
A last breath which marked the transition,
To a world beyond,
Beyond the flesh,
Beyond the understanding of those left behind,
And now the death of any person,
Triggers a journey down memory lane,
To a shelf which has refused to gather dust,
A shelf which has gathered no dust over the years,
I can see the fragile thread,
Which held her to an even more fragile life,
I can see that thread snap in a moment,
While a brutal reality is ushered in on this side,
Lum was ushered into a mystery eternity on the other side,
I can still see her body change homes,
From her room to a fridge,
I can still feel that is a place too cold for any person to be,
And then from the fridge,
Her body of clay is reunited with mother earth,
Her body might rot,
And become food for flora,
Her soul might be gone,
But she forever lives in my heart,
In a treasure trove of memories,
Where I frequently visit to meet with her again,
I still remember like it was yesterday!
© 2009 Afeseh Ngwa Hilary.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Unreachable
Unreachable.
Unreachable is one word Lord,
Which cannot exist in the same sentence with you,
There is no depth so deep,
That your unfathomable grace will not find me,
There is no wandering so far,
That your priceless ever searching love will not find me,
There is no state of filth so crass,
That your invaluable blood cannot wash me clean as snow,
There is not a lack of strength so acute,
That your smallest strength will not strengthen me,
There is no burden of weariness so heavy,
That your yoke will not lighten and relieve me,
There is no darkness in my soul so pitch dark,
That your word cannot light it with the brightness of ten thousand suns,
Keep my eyes on you Lord Jesus,
Lead my search for the answers to you.
Your son,
© 2009 afeseh ngwa hilary
Unreachable is one word Lord,
Which cannot exist in the same sentence with you,
There is no depth so deep,
That your unfathomable grace will not find me,
There is no wandering so far,
That your priceless ever searching love will not find me,
There is no state of filth so crass,
That your invaluable blood cannot wash me clean as snow,
There is not a lack of strength so acute,
That your smallest strength will not strengthen me,
There is no burden of weariness so heavy,
That your yoke will not lighten and relieve me,
There is no darkness in my soul so pitch dark,
That your word cannot light it with the brightness of ten thousand suns,
Keep my eyes on you Lord Jesus,
Lead my search for the answers to you.
Your son,
© 2009 afeseh ngwa hilary
Sunday, November 15, 2009
God's preacher or Devil's teacher.
God's preacher or Devil's teacher.
With your lips you are God's preacher,
With your life the devil's teacher,
Preach one thing and do another,
Say you love and in the same breath stab another,
Saint in your speech,
Even as your spiritual life's come to a screeching halt.
In stead of merely becoming sentimental,
Become instrumental.
© 2009 Afeseh Ngwa Hilary.
With your lips you are God's preacher,
With your life the devil's teacher,
Preach one thing and do another,
Say you love and in the same breath stab another,
Saint in your speech,
Even as your spiritual life's come to a screeching halt.
In stead of merely becoming sentimental,
Become instrumental.
© 2009 Afeseh Ngwa Hilary.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Dang!!!!!!!
Dang!!!
Sleep claimed its debt with a pound of flesh,
my phone rings and there am I,
still in bed,
I look at my watch,
the lab group meeting is supposed to have just started,
I should have been there early,
to finish my lab report,
and set the room up for the meeting.
Arrrrh what prep for prelim can do to sleep cycles,
My yesterday never slept,
Yet today doesn't take that into account,
Nature has a way of exacting its dues.
*prelim - PhD candidacy exam.
© 2009 Afeseh Ngwa Hilary
Sleep claimed its debt with a pound of flesh,
my phone rings and there am I,
still in bed,
I look at my watch,
the lab group meeting is supposed to have just started,
I should have been there early,
to finish my lab report,
and set the room up for the meeting.
Arrrrh what prep for prelim can do to sleep cycles,
My yesterday never slept,
Yet today doesn't take that into account,
Nature has a way of exacting its dues.
*prelim - PhD candidacy exam.
© 2009 Afeseh Ngwa Hilary
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Titles
Titles.
When titles live,
so that people might die,
as people relate to the titles,
while persons choke in solitude and isolation.
© 2009 Afeseh Ngwa Hilary...
When titles live,
so that people might die,
as people relate to the titles,
while persons choke in solitude and isolation.
© 2009 Afeseh Ngwa Hilary...
Saturday, November 7, 2009
From God
From God...
I can give you wings,
But I can't fly for you,
Give your an appetite,
And provide the food,
But can't eat for you,
Give you opportunity,
But you have to reach out for it,
Make grace and strength available,
But you have to tap into it,
Offer you love,
But you must accept it,
Give you life,
But you must live it,
Give you a vision,
But you must heed it,
Take you to the stream,
But you must drink,
Or else you live in all you ever need,
Yet direly be in want and need,
And that my child,
Is the greatest tragedy of our time.
© 2009 afeseh ngwa hilary
I can give you wings,
But I can't fly for you,
Give your an appetite,
And provide the food,
But can't eat for you,
Give you opportunity,
But you have to reach out for it,
Make grace and strength available,
But you have to tap into it,
Offer you love,
But you must accept it,
Give you life,
But you must live it,
Give you a vision,
But you must heed it,
Take you to the stream,
But you must drink,
Or else you live in all you ever need,
Yet direly be in want and need,
And that my child,
Is the greatest tragedy of our time.
© 2009 afeseh ngwa hilary
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
On the treadmill of time!
On the treadmill of time!
To be on the treadmill,
The treadmill of time,
Whose wheels never stop turning,
No one can hold the feet of time,
So to successfully be on this journey,
We have to keep going,
Rest but keep going,
Tired but keep going,
Doubting but keep going,
Waiting but keep going,
Failing but keep going,
Falling but get up and keep going,
Righting the wrongs but keep going,
Discouraged but keep going,
Having fun but keep going,
Hating it but keep going,
Trusting God but keep going,
Keep going until earthly breath expires,
And we move to another treadmill,
Eternity's!
© 2009 Afeseh Ngwa Hilary.
To be on the treadmill,
The treadmill of time,
Whose wheels never stop turning,
No one can hold the feet of time,
So to successfully be on this journey,
We have to keep going,
Rest but keep going,
Tired but keep going,
Doubting but keep going,
Waiting but keep going,
Failing but keep going,
Falling but get up and keep going,
Righting the wrongs but keep going,
Discouraged but keep going,
Having fun but keep going,
Hating it but keep going,
Trusting God but keep going,
Keep going until earthly breath expires,
And we move to another treadmill,
Eternity's!
© 2009 Afeseh Ngwa Hilary.
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