GONE WITH THE WIND

GONE WITH THE WIND

You were a swift-flowing river on Saturday,

Yet by Sunday morning,

You had become muddy pool.

You were here on earth for a mission.

You were with VANDALS by day,

And with your lovely wife & kid by night.

Yet you left without a goodbye.

The wind blew

And you were gone!

You were gone with the wind.

Gone to a land of no return.

Gone & will never come back.

Life indeed is a puff of smoke.

Here today,

Gone tomorrow.

Enoch Kelvin Nii Okang Lomo!

Chief Toto!!

Vandals have lost you

Your family has lost you

Your friends have lost you

But Heaven has found you.

In our eyes you’re no more,

But in our hearts of hearts,

You continue to soldier on.

The labourer deserves his rest.

Take your rest in the bosom of Father Abraham.

The curtains have rolled down on your performance,

But your awesome presence on earth’s stage

Will remain in our hearts forever.

Rest in perfect serenity, Chief

Rest in boundless peace!

CARELESS WHISPERS

CARELESS WHISPERS

I spent time with you

Coz I was bored.

I took you to the movies

Coz I hated watching movies alone.

I called your phone day and night

And whatsapped you each minute

Coz I just wanted to chat.

I brought you lunch each day

Coz I was entitled to free lunch from my office canteen.

I took you along to my Friday night outs

Coz I wanted you to help control my drinking habit.

I walked you home

And kissed you goodnight

Coz I saw that in movies.

There were no emotions attached.

I never meant to fall for you

Neither did I intend making you fall for me.

I never purposed to get you hooked to me.

I never meant to lead you onto thin ice.

Girl, sorry for love.

Sorry for leading you into a vacuum.

Please forgive my unintended cupid signals.

They were just careless whispers.

LIGHTS DOWN LOW

LIGHTS DOWN LOW

We’ve been battered by inflation

Hammered by price increments.

Chronic vehicular traffic

And incessant haggling

Have made our spirits fatigued.

The mornings are disheartening

The afternoons are scorching.

Our pockets are shallow

Yet with burrow.

Our days prolong

Like gowns so long.

Yet at night our spirits must make jolly.

Let’s fight the cold together.

Let’s distress our worn out souls in unison.

Let’s unburden our minds with mutual warmth.

Let’s tickle our eardrums with chilly whispers.

Let’s ejaculate beats from heart to heart.

Let our tired lips kiss in relaxation.

Let’s turn our lights down low tonight

 While we massage our weary spirits to rest.

GOD IS NOT A DJ

GOD IS NOT A DJ

In our ups and downs

Through our thick and thins

Our thoughts go high and low.

As mortals as we are

In our days of glory and pleasure

Our inner beings at times forget

That there is an invisible hand which steers our daily affairs.

Yet when days go gloomy

And nights go ugly

We suddenly tend to realize

That there is a Higher authority

That rules and directs our lives.

Whether we’re Christians or Buddhists

Harikrishna or Eckists

Muslims or Jewish

Traditionalists or Rastafarians

He reigns in our daily affairs.

Let’s not dash to Him only when the storms roar.

Let’s not bow to Him only when life turns ugly.

Let’s not make Him our last resort when all means fail.

He’s not a DJ who just plays our requests.

He is a choirmaster

Who desires each one of us

To willingly surrender the voice of our daily lives

To be conducted by Him

To produce a melodious life of harmony and tranquility.

Make Him your choirmaster

Not your DJ

HER LOVE IS L-O-V-E

HER LOVE IS L-O-V-E

She stands out tall

Trust me, she definitely does!

With a heart so silky & tender.

In a world of entrenched emotional hardships,

I thought she was a girl

But then I realized she was a woman.

Well-baked & well-garnished

With an eye that sees beyond the eye lids.

Beyond my obvious horrible looks

She saw a prince charming.

Beyond my mighty pot belly

She saw six packs.

In my vacuum pockets

She saw a Dangote cum Bill Gates.

And even in my evident extreme blockheadedness

She saw an Einstein.

I thought I was finished

But in her eyes I saw a statement which read

‘This is just your beginning’.

Love comes with different spellings.

Some come as B-E-A-U-T-Y,

Others come as M-O-N-E-Y,

To others it is F-A-M-E,

While to most people it remains S-E-X.

But her love came to me with passion.

It came as a boundless L-O-V-E.