SCRIBBLED INSPIRATION

I always have something to write
It is inborn for me to pour out my mind
How better can I make what is in me manifest
If I cannot teach it and shout it
If I cannot make people see it in my mind
Then I will look for a quiet place in the land
A place lit up enough to read and write
I will place my pen on my paper
With the calmness of a dove I get inspired

Greater is He that is in me
He blesses me daily with information
No wonder I see its gargantuan manifestation
Everything I think about comes to action
They bring knowledge in every ramification
He creates for me turnover in transaction
I love the way His might has lifted me
I am a great tool in the hand of the creator
I believe it so I’ll become others mentor

When I look around me in the world
I see great possibilities untold
Men that believe strongly get miracles unfold
It has been confirmed that tall dreams are better
The higher your dreams the higher you get
None ever achieved what was never conceived
Great are the men that can see what others cannot
With them comes the light that makes others see
What they see make them changer the world

Do you want to be better than you are?
You need to improve yourself everyday
What a man did not sow cannot be reaped
Extend a hand; see whether you wont get hands
The love of work is the antidote of poverty
Work well and reap from your sweat
That’s what makes you a man of honour
There is time for everything, as you know
Sow and reap, Work and rest; Give and take.

WHAT WE DO

What we do on a daily basis is like a seed
A farmer goes to farm on a daily basis
He clears the bush, plows the Land and drops the seed
No farmer drops his seed without a great expectation
He expects to reap bountifully from each seed sown

The seed also expects so much from the soil
It sucks water, nutrient and food from its abode
Only for it to rupture and rot
Now no stopping the plumule and radicle
One goes up and one goes down to make a solid plant

Many plants form a plantation, Many trees form a forest
No man can stand on his own, except a fool
If you dont need me, then I'll need you
That is the only way the world can go on
Rub my shoulder, I'll rub your back

The story of the seed is give and take
You cannot take more than you can give
for their is always a proportion of harvest
My 10 acres will yield more than your 5 acres
Provided they access the same nutrients, light and water

My story cannot end here, it continues in the mind
Preach it to the jew, preach it to the gentile
Whatever you sow, the same shall you reap
Start sowing best seed to get the best harvest
Tis not easy to harvest best, so dont think you're faraway

Every day is a day

MY POEMS

Every day is a day
Nobody knows what it holds
Until the reality unfolds
How can we share the gold
They are much in daily moulds
If we ignore what was foretold
Then the world will become gay
Men will live in this bay
Lives will show the untold
Then can we bravely uphold
That man is not just a clay

WHAT'S A HOME

A home is a unit of dome

Every man invests his chrome

To get this place called home

In it he has his foam

His wife and kids to roam

His own hair to comb

Preparing a constant tomb

DAY BY DAY

Day by day I sing
Every day I ring
No way a ray can sting
Except tis time to sling
What then shall I bring
All my gold I'll fling
To get the best in Ding


Ding and Dong I twing
Ting and tong I Ding
Claps then I bring
For all I get in bling
My golds along the wing
My dough around the string
Dind and Dong I twing