Talks & Thoughts

Akinola Promise, in this thought-provoking poem talks about forgotten heroes of war whose labours of selfless sacrifices have been awarded no lasting monuments. Then, he brings the poem to an explosive end by revealing the ingratitude of a world to a Savior who died for it. I can't go on being strong, life's music no longer a sweet song. I am gripped with grief, and wish to wither like a leaf. I cried as others blew the horn, laying my brother who died in the war,  after defending his uncaring country all day long. My basket of grief, is filled with a bitter memory, of my brother, our lover, a soldier, who stood with us all night, to keep us from all harms. My super hero, Our super duper hero, A 5-star hero his own life he gave, for the souls of many, to protect them from bitter grave, dug by their enemies. My basket of grief, is filled with the tears that runs down my cheek. The branch that lost in our family tree, has made it hard to get o...

Let me start with this, often times we are faced with making decisions, problems of making the right choice, the problem of knowing right from wrong. At times we mislead our steps not taking note or considering ourselves or our future. My dear, don’t make a wrong choice by dating the wrong guy out of pity just because he is your brother’s friend? Just because he had once helped your sister? All because your parent wanted it? Just because he bought you luxury of things? Then, why not reject it? Does that give you a reason to enforce yourself on him and regret it afterwards? Try to consider yourself in every steps you make most especially in a relationship, try to consider if it would be an everlasting joy, try to consider if he is the true spouse you have always wanted for your future, try to consider if you know the kind of person he is or even his background. At times, we see husbands beating and using their wives in place of punching bags, these are mistakes ladies make n...