Inside me, I could hear the sound Of fire munching dry woods; I could see rebellious sparks Breaking from embers. The ashes are afloat; My sight is foggy; All I could see Is the dying twinkle of a tiny spark. What was said to the sun To make it rise...

Are you here to write my wrongs? Or to right my wrongs? Do you take me as a thing? Or just a wayward teen? Yes I have seen Surely I have sin From crown to sole Spirit, body and soul But don’t prey on me In the name of praying...

One at a time is the step of life Take a leap when you get to a pit Else, down the pit you’ll dive When you resurface your bearing is lost. Slow and steady is the race of life Never look back ‘cos it’s lost and gone When you meet...

I know what it’s like to be disappointed, I understand what it’s like to wait patiently, silently. But moreover I understand the joy of success and achievement, one that for me does not last long. Nothing ever last long, unless you make it. You decide what your life would become....

Among many things, being uncommon means Looking at the same things everyone else sees and thinking something different Seeking adventure over comfort and convenience Testing common assumptions Nurturing relentless curiosity Accepting responsibility Understanding that reality is shaped by our perception of it Keeping your word Constantly learning Noticing patterns Learning...

There’s a devil called the third leg There’s an evil that lurks the deepest of mindset It’s Luciferic Says the priest It’s Angelic Says my inner beast Go Abel!, Go Abel!! Go Abel!!! The clap of insatiability It’s the beacon of hell The Altar warns of calamity Why must the...

There is a better friend within, Endowed to me by nature, A personal friend from the present and the future, So close, intimate and loving. In jocund company, We have traversed travails triumphantly, We always win; we’re like stars in the sky, We, my friend is myself, I.

Let winds be wild and whirl blowing from the far west caress me to wild and send my worries to rest Let it blow me like a balloon to beyond the moon where my feelings fiercely fired like a hurricane by cares weighing in tones would cease to whisper tunes...

Pause and think How long shall we continue to slave? Where are the best brains that will help us and think? When are we going to seek light out of this political cave? Pause and think How long shall wanton killings continue? Let your minds be brighter than colour pink...

They say my story is more of folklore, But thinking close is breathtaking. My heart still bleeds as I nurse my emotional sore Memories of my dying brothers while fighting A just cause we sort to be relevant, But harbingers of secession fought against us. Going against us to make...