Hijacking of womanhood!

Hijacking of womanhood.

In your true womanhood,
You were more than all the treasures in any war chess,
Now you leave me groping in the dark with a guess,
Unable to recognize you in this mess,
Take off that extreme feminist dress,
You steal and derail the initial noble cause of feminism,
Modern day woman,
Better education and better jobs,
But mostly sorry woman,
Along the way you crossed an endangering line,
Lost your womanhood and most which makes you woman,
You are now neither a woman nor a man,
And not a hermophrodite too,
It was the woman I married who made me feel like a husband,
Now I just feel like another ram in the house,
Locking long horns trying to drink from the same bowl,
Unbalanced feminism makes a woman less,
Reach your fullest potential but never at the price of your womanhood,
It is your most prized possession,
Your most potent charm,
Your greatest strength,
Shake off that extreme feminist dress,
I long to feel married again.

© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary

It all depends!

It all depends!

Like somethings are better said unsaid,
Somethings are better seen in the dark,
It all depends!

© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary

December First - AIDS I SPEAK TO YOU FOR MAN

Today’s world aids day,

Aids, plural of aid,

Aiding to death’s bay,

Helping life fade,



It is not AIDS we celebrate,

It is the survivor’s mettle,

It is the path we deliberate,

It is not yet time to settle,



Today we draw our determination,

From the lives you maim,

We come against your insubordination,

In the victory we claim,



Today more than ever before,

You will not set the pace of the race,

As we indefatigably restore,

The dignity of the human face,



Oh Aids, your wife is penury,

You both thrive in perfect symbiosis,

With a vow, we shall not be guilty of perjury,

We come against your parabiosis,



We are all infected or affected,

Whatever it takes for winning, one victory at a time,

As we get our minds disinfected,

If we need to swim to safety we will become maritime,



I got a message for you orphaned child,

I got a message for you faithful widowed wife,

In your enduring patient hope do not grow wild,

Wild makes Aids rife,



Grandmothers become mothers to grandchildren,

Stepping in to fill the gap,

Praying children can stay to have great grandchildren,

As economic effects ripple all across the map,



The human resource and middle class choking,

Shocked by Aids’ deadly sting,

This is not time for joking,

Friends put on your wing,



Together we have to fly,

And make the frontline water tight,

This is not the time to lie,

We can’t win if we never fight,



Couples be faithful,

Spinsters and bachelors abstain,

Aids’ cousin is unfaithful,

Use a condom if you can’t handle restrain,



The enemy strikes veiled in passion,

Making you blind,

Effecting its mission,

Before you find,



It wouldn’t be easy,

If we don’t want to be queasy,



I know victory is on our side,

Together we can turn the tide,

So take a moment and look inside,

Find that something you can give with pride,



Never think what you give too small,

Little drops make the tide of might,

To sweep AIDS to a mighty fall,

So we shall not only make AIDS slight,



Together we can dwarf the AIDS patient estimate,

Together we can decimate,

In God we trust,

To give us a thrust,



We can prevent the next orphan,

We can prevent the next widow,

We can save the next worker,

The next life is waiting.


© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary

Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving.

Could have easily been a heartbeat away from death,
But you make it a heartbeat to the next moment of life,
For everything I give thanks for,
For every worthwhile thing I dare to do,
In my moment of truth,
When pride is drowned and humility brought to life,
There's a reason why I say it wasn't me,
Because God's fingerprints are all over it,

Today I am thankful for the things I take for granted,
Like the breath at my nostrils,
Like sound and peaceful sleep,
I am grateful for the ability and willingness to learn,
For knowledge of my own ignorance,
For the air in my lungs,
The bread in my stomach,
For potable water,

For teeth to help me chew,
For the pumping of my heart,
The blood of life in my arteries and veins,
I am thankful for the hands which type these words,
For the feet which still carry my weight,
For the hearing in my ears and the sight in my eyes,
For proper toilets,

I am thankful even for the difficult things,
The things which test me and tax me,
I am thankful for how You use them to make me better,
In exchange and traded by barter for the bitter me,
I am thankful for my family and friends,
Woes and throes and foes,
For in one way or the other they help me grow,

I am thankful for those who spend today in the heat of battle fire,
So that the bastion walls of freedom can remain standing,
For those who spend today away from loved ones and home,
To make sure I can be at home with mine,
I am immeasurably thankful for their selflessness,
For the lessons they teach me in their service,

I am thankful that I have a choice to choose to worship baal,
But if that choice was ever taken away,
And my only choice was to bow to baal by force,
Dear God,
Even in my thanksgiving I make a request,
If that day ever came when somebody or anybody,
I don't care who the person is,
Dared to take my freedom and ability to worship and commune with you,
If I was ever forced to worship anything but you,
Take me home with you before I bow to baal,

I am unspeakably thankful today,
For everything I have become,
For everything You do for me,
Big and small,
I am thankful for our humanity,
For all these wonderful people you bring into my life,
To hold me and help to mold me,
I am thankful for opportunities to serve,
To touch a life or two,
In ways big and small,
Above all I am thankful dear God that I still belong to you.

I am thankful today,
You are amplified and magnified in my praise!

© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary

Ground Zero

Ground Zero.

This very place in which I was burned,
Hallowed spot where my giant structure tumbled,
Tumbled and crumbled,
Here I met life with a clash,
Parts of me hit the nearby waters with a splash,
From the purifying fire my ashes emerged,
Like the proverbial phoenix from the ashes I rise,
Taller than before,
Stronger than in the past,
Help me God,
In this place where my demise was hatched,
Let a better me be rehashed.

© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary

Refugee child

Refugee child!

I watched those near hopeless eyes,
Very faintly lit on a listless body,
Body familiar to hardship and suffering,
Testament of the inner strength of man,
She carved a more genuine smile than most,
Lean flesh on malformed bones,
Hapless and helpless,
Yes but not hopeless,
Hope didn't shine forth like a new moon,
But I could see it brewing in her every breath,

Oh life behooves every man,
With greater and better opportunity,
To reach out and lend a hand,
In lifting up every such sorry frame,
No refugee child earns that title for themselves,
Adults usually connive in their greed to make them so,
Nature might help catapult them to those depths,

But we have a collective responsibility,
Doesn't matter how you look,
Or where you're from,
Babies are innocent across the board,
Whatever you can do,
Make a contribution to protect them,
Show them some love,
Send them some care,
Educate somebody about the preciousness of children,
Keep their abusers away,
Raise a prayer to heaven,
Revolt against wars,

Every violent war is fundamentally against a child,
They cannot protect themselves!
They are the future of the world,
The child you can and fail to reach today,
Might be your nightmare tomorrow,
The nightmare of the world,
The bandit on your door,
Help a child today!

© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary

Scary day!

Scary day!

I got up this morning,
To a day as scary as hell,
Because I feel no opposition,
Opposition from the devil,
I might be on his side,
And the thought of it freaks me out,
I don't want to go without you God.

© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary