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A Shepherd’s Song
Tree roots are my favorite seat, mushrooms are cushionsOccasionally my thoughts drown in the music of sheep and birdsLight-colored birds fly above me, up in the trees they gatherTo watch the meeting of white wool spread across the green grassSome bolder birds come down to join the massive banquet,Picking stray insects that fled the grass…
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Depression
The English dictionary defined depression as a state of mind producing serious, long-term lowering of enjoyment of life or inability to visualize a happy future. Many people experience this daily. Depression sucks out the joy and life of an individual, even when the person is still living. Honestly, I think being sad is the youngest brother…
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Night Poem: Nature Lamps
I lived in rural southern Nigeria for a generous amount of time. Each time nightfall throws her pitch-black blanket over the horizon, I can’t help but wonder. I would stretch my eyes as far as they can go to see where the darkness ends, this ends with disappointments because no one can see or measure…
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Family Is Everything
Family is what we make it In Africa, family is everything. Family is not necessarily people related by blood. I know friends who have become and feel more like family to me. It’s all based on trust, unconditional love, and acceptance. That’s what family is. Family is a cushion and citadel. Family is a home…
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Happiness
The pursuit of happiness is a moral duty So what is happiness? Everyone has got a definition depending on their life’s viewpoint. Happiness is contentment. It’s bliss, joy, peace of mind, and hope. The pursuit of happiness is engraved in the US Declaration of Independence. Happiness is the sound of waterfalls. It’s the whistling of…
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Life, A Walk In The Park
Life is like a walk in a wooded green park, where strange, fine flowers and plants grow, and pests—rodents, bunnies, and insects—abound. Along the roadside are mistletoes, thorny roses, even cactuses, With so many harmless weed plants sprouting all about. They hurt if one touches them, and won’t If one lets them be. Rocks and…
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Muse: Dear Starry Night
Dear starry night, Friend of the lonely shepherd Attend to these heartbeats So that the night aura be grand Play the silent music of night Chart a path for this heart Where flowery dreams sprout Sweet & memorable moments With the approaching twilight Permit these emotions to pause At the sunset golden gate Let it…
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Chose Africa
Africa!Land of quasa drumNature’s valid essence,The land of palm beer,Of enormous cascades Africa!Land of hills & valleysCourteous clans,A land of milk & honeyFlowing all about Africa!Land of pots & drinksA calabash of hot soupCheerful smiles & winksA merry couples night Africa!Cradle of civilization,Terrific folk & historyMother of all nationsHome to the first man My Africa!Land…
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Night Poem: Vocal Nature
Night Nature has a way of entertaining itself, you know. Some nocturnal insects and birds sing through the night, along with whistling pines and the stubborn wind. At times, the night can be annoying when buzzing insects bother sleepers. It can also let its musicians play lullabies for weary people as the rain falls and…
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Woman
The braids on your hairTypical of an African womanBlack and natural. Well fitStraight cheekbonesMixed into hair,Like a young gazelles face.Your nose is like the fine basketWhen you breathe, it’s a wonderSame with your walk on flowers When you dance, you smile,Showing teeth, unspoiledThe teeth: white and strongPerfect fitWhen you love, it is realYou’re black and…
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Nightfall in The Savannah
Night falls behind the village fenceLast traces of day, shadows fadeTree lines turn grey and blackWhile the sky host a million stars Quiet evening, sound of waterHeard down the waterfalls, by the streamsideAnd from thickets bullfrogs wadeEnjoying the fresh and sweet breeze Tree branches play with the windSoft singing is heard from huts awayWhile hill…
