Friday, July 22, 2016

The silent scream

I decided to share my colleagues write up on fear, his perception is quite different.

Have you ever felt fear in its rawest form?
The kind that paralyses and erodes any semblance of strength
Fear prompted by the foreseeable future and the possible play out of events
The fear gendered by mistakes made and consequences to be faced

There is a kind of fear that works against hope
Not the immediate fear of a happening
But one that paints a horrid and gloomy picture
A future nearly devoid of sunlight but filled with storm clouds all around

That is the nature of the fear that grips my heart
Each waking hour brings trepidation as my heart rate ranks any avian
Even as I attempt drowning in my daily tasks
A single pause sends a massive jolt raising my heart and blood pressure

Pulse rising, hands shaking, pupils dilating
I look for a semblance of peace, some mirage of calm
For at such moments the slightest hue of light
Is as welcome as a drop of liquor in the vast Sahara

I remind myself that there is more to me
One mistake is not enough to rue my course
A path divinely ordered and eternally decided
Much more than circumstances in life can define

Even at that, I feel no relief
No dose of positivity or self-assurance calms the breath
Rather, like an icy bath on a cold December night
An unearthly chill trickles down my spine releasing a voiceless scream of pure terror

Author: Daniel A. OYEKANMI

Friday, July 15, 2016


Fear as a dwarf can make the giant quake
Fear yet weak, can make the strong run
Fear yet tiny, can make the mighty powerless
Fear yet slow, can make the fast halt

It moves likes the speed of light when spoken
It pierces like sewing needle on a soft fabric
It lacerates like an open slash on the skin
It aims like the snipers bullet

When spoken it goes beyond the ears
When spoken it shrugs the feet
When spoken it triggers imagination
When spoken it pops false reality

There is a word that is Ferocious
There is a word that is Malicious
There is a word that is Dangerous
Fear is that word

What will make you lose your confidence?
What will make you feel less human?
What will make you still in the dark?
Fear will…

Photo credit: Google
Original poem: Chibuzor Ikechebelu
Edited by: Rotimi Akingbehin

Friday, July 8, 2016


Ideas come to different individuals at different times and places. It doesn't matter how, when or even where it comes, what matters the most is having an idea. The greatest of ideas has not come to the man who goes to find it, rather it has come to that man who takes deliberate steps to make his world better.

Idea: A conception in the mind of something to be done; a plan for doing something, an intention. [from 17th c.]

Ever wondered how you think of something, and you picture it so well. Then in your bid to get everything right and ready, so that it comes out perfect, someone else will just showcase your idea. You thought you were the only one that had the idea.
You see ideas are not man-generated rather they are God-given. God gives the same idea to different people because the job has to be done. So if you are slow, which you are always, the other idea carrier executes it. So my point is this; you have an idea doesn't mean another person doesn't have the same idea. The sooner you act and run with your idea the better.

I pray we all get divine ideas from God and have the grace and will power to execute it.  Amen.

PS: Ideas could be from God, which is good. It could also be flesh inspired which is errrrmmm okay... or even from satan which is definitely terrible.

Friday, July 1, 2016


Talent is quite unclear as a term; people understand talent differently, some folks believe it is God given, others believe it is heritable while a few think it is self-developed. For all of these facts and assumptions which might be wrong or right - the bottom line is, what we do with our talent.

In many instances we discover our talent, sometimes we are told. Consequently, unmasking how different we are from others. We know (occasionally we are told) of our sonorous voice, electric dance skill, dramatic act, articulate writing, sumptuous cooking and much more. While grasping and appreciating our differences, we realize that we stand out in all facet of our lives, we do these things with passion and zeal. From doing what we love to loving what we do, we wont work a day of our lives. Doing these things daily, brings inner peace and fulfillment. We never want to stop or quit. You are your talent and your talent is you.

Find your talent, use it and stand out. Add your uniqueness to it, don’t be like the rest, be the best.Other people may have your talent but they don’t have your twist and never will.

Talents are God given gifts to individuals.

PS: Thank you for visiting my blog, it means a lot to me. May God help you discover your talent if you have not found it In Jesus Name. Amen. I also pray you find your twist if you have not found it already in Jesus Name Amen.

PS: I will be writing on ideas next Thursday, watch this space *hugs&kisses*