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"In the middle of nowhere, now where do i start from?"I said to myself as i sat there,With so much crowd moving around, yet i was alone for all i cared,I sat the dust, the hails, the storm and so the rain and all i most feared.It was dark, it was cold, i was alone and most times i got scared.The church was there, yet i never cared, but took to the street, with animals and plants i shared.It used to be that i had a home, but she walked away and now I'm here without a home.Her length and breadth, width and girth, all she took away,Even the crumbs, shuffles and ruffles i rushed to pick, the wind came, and all but one it blew away.I cried and sobbed, but Ire could not be stopped,She left with all, everything that made us us.Here i am without a home, 'cos where i used to live just left me behind and now I'm left to live in a hole.I've sunk deep, deeper than i ever thought, seeing that all i ever had and loved, now I've lost.For me, the pain remains, i never left home, but home left me.If i could smile, i'll do only because she left me with something.My God, my world, home's gone and she's left me with the key. She's gone in the dark where I've got no light to trace her steps down the park.God knows, if i ever found where you are, Ire i'll throw you the key and choose to knock on your door until you open up for me.I miss you, I miss us, and all that was magical about and around us.You're out there somewhere i know,Sitting on another man's plot, of this I'm sure,You're all locked up, bottled up inside with nowhere to turn, to no one to run, and lonely 'cos of course your door is locked and I'm here crying and sobbing all over the key.In the middle of nowhere, i sit to write these words, hoping the birds will fly to you and tell in words you'll understand how miserable i feel without my home.But words alone are not enough to tell the way i feel. Even if i lived the pain for the birds to see, i still cannot lift my eyes to behold the skies, let alone to see if a bird will notice me here nor fly..This key with me i'll keep till the day i see again my home...If i ever loved again, Ire I'm sure it'll be you.If i ever smiled again, it'll be because you smiled at me,If i ever held close again anyone, then it must be you've welcomed me home again.Like a goat in regurgitation, i'll chew this pain till the day i find the courage to finally swallow and let it loose and free to run down, till its all lost and buried deep down within.

MOVE WITH THE STIR The completeness of a soup is in its stirring.The stirring of the soup was not meant to scatter its formations, but instead to unify and strengthen them, bringing the best out of the soup.I imagine the turbulence that occurs in the pot during the exercise of stirring.I imagine how inconvenient it was for the maggi who had settled in a corner down below the pot when the stirring movement of the stirrer hit it and displaced out of its comfort zone.I imagine the discomfort caused the salt as it was pushed about and around by the stirrer. But little did they know that the ‘turbulence’ in this pot of life was not meant to destabilize them but to launch them fully into their worlds that the taster (Life) may have a feel of their savour and flavour beyond their point of rest and comfort.As it is with the pot of soup, so it is with the pot of life. The turbulence of life at the moment (if you think this wise) will not unsettle you, but rather assist you to move from where you are to where you are needed. Like the seasoning was not just needed at the bottom of the pot but all around it, so are you also not just needed only where you are at the moment. MOVE!!!Be patient, prayerful, and practical. The beautiful thing about life, living it, and getting the best out of it occurs when a movement, a force, a circumstance or intentional decision causes a man to move unto a displacement from where he is, to where he ought to be. Far better still; where he is needed, wanted and expected to be.YOU ARE OF MORE VALUE WHERE YOU ARE NEEDED THAN WHERE YOU WANT TO BE.DARE TO MOVE!WHEN LIFE STIRS, DARE TO MOVEAND WHEN YOU MOVE, MOVE UP, SPREAD AROUND.Life, enemies, and their challenges, like in the case of the boy named Joseph in the Holy Book (Bible), can only cause a turbulence that will cause you to move and move until you have moved into the right position and location to fulfil God’s own purpose for placing you in life’s pot.Akogun Olalekan (C) 2012.

WHAT MONEY WON’T…?

Money won’t buy you appetite, the best it can do is buy you food.Money won’t buy you protection, the best it can do is get you security.Money will get you the best of phones, but can’t get you the voice to speak into them.Money can buy you noiselessness, but it can't  buy you peace.Money can get you a doctor, but it can’t get you healing.Money can get you clothes forever, but it can’t cover your shame forever.Money has got its own limit, this fact many refuse to acknowledge and it has brought them massive shame and embarrassment.The saying is true “Everyman has got a price, but not everything that is called a price answers to money”.For what is food without appetite?For what is security without safety?For importance is silence without peace?Money will get you a very robust public image, but cannot change that tiny thing in your private life.Money will buy you happiness, but the price of joy is far beyond its reach.Money will buy you the Bible, but not the salvation therein.Money