And he was told that his breakfast would be occasioned midnight. He was told that he would school with the cattle. He was told that his greetings are unto the weeds that must be weeded early dawn. He was told that the morning dews would accompany him to the farm at the first hour of the morning. He was told that his father had nothing left for him for an inheritance so he must quit coveting others. He was told that he must bed with the pigs in their pen and early wash his face with their urine. He was told that he should visit the grave for medical insurance.

This was a one without a buckler. Nor one to lace his boots. Just a swallowed pain of angular tragedy is left to his company.

Then, one day, he lived a KING and chiefly kingly lived with an impact. This then shall the tears which never run dry be shed. It would drift down the cheeks in the fashion of effortless gliding. It would flow but with graduation and with the vector of wild dreams.

This is the story of our own.

Gaily bedight. We wine and dine. We forsake Divinity and embrace Humanity. In-depth love is substituted for Superficial love; spiced up by pretensions and sycophancy. Casting aspersions daily upon the Meek and Poorly lived.

The Early Bird neither slacks nor lags behind in the catch of the cake. It is that such sweet- scented, super fabulous false lips that never fail to draw a cup of water from the pond.

The school of competition is engaged by the early birds alone. But on wings of flames, we would rise and float across the forehead of their joy. Though rumors of blood are rained, reason and logic would forbid us to recompense. Save for the Hereafter!!!!

If you ever envisage to live a better life someday, you must first aspire to inspire those around you. Life is a like a ladder; you climb to the top by stepping on sacrificed slabs fitted on both sides of the ladder by nails. In fact, you are called a ladder because of the work, effort, patience, confidence, trust, courage embedded in the slabs.
Therefore, no ladder is truly ever a ladder without a slab. You that seek a better future, then, you must need emulate the example of the ladder.

When the number of the workforce is great, greater work is done but when the number of the workforce is small, smaller work is done. The exempt principle of well-behaved and workaholics counts here.
Similarly, communal labour would finish a work meant to be done for a week to be done in a day. Feed the labourers well and this maximum productivity would be yielded. Sparingly and partially feed them, and then you waste time, energy, money and company. You lose other than gain. Where’s the workforce? And Who is the owner of the work? Maybe you. Do it well, I beg.

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Did you ask whether she’s beautiful? That’s a meiosis! She’s an embodiment of emerald, gold, and silver. The Eldorado of aesthetics. True epitome of beauty.

If you ask whether in her prime, she attracted that much? Then I would answer that Methuselah is indeed older than you. Even Ozymandias, the King of kings, could not suitably be a suitor. None of his poetic romances could ever woo her nor tame her fame. She elegantly, majestically and profoundly beat dead the sound of a name akin to her genus, class, family order of kingdom phylum. Far beyond the human specie. So ubiquitous and tantalizing.

Growing up, the mention of her assuaged the hunger of men who had burning lust for her. Then, a mere eye sight banished their thirst for living water. Oh! She carried such a greatly profound fame of beauty with all the necessary natural endowments. Nothing was bereft of her cut out. That I mean, she’s truly womanly.

Was she aware of it? Of course yes. The community drum beat a rhythm to her tune every blessed passing day. Even the walls of the province had graffitis of her nudity.

Distant lands longed to merely know her just to adore her. The province was so so lucky indeed to have had such a scarcely one in a million jewelry. In the past and for every passing festival, the choice of the holder of the forbidden calabash was distasteful. Some unwise, unpalatable choices held it to the discomfiture of the populace. The priests and the young kindred perpetually prayed for such a one to emerge by accident to hold it and to unleash that permanent comfort long searched for but amidst. Lo and behold, she erupted with the vulcanicity of a molten magma.

While everyone patronized her beauty, the need to marry her off throbbed the hearts and minds of her people without repining reverberation. One question lingered the minds of her peers: how then shall we brag of our solitary beauty, for we have no other in her bracket of beauty? But this was just an infantile thought. Great minds readily prepared for such a day to ripe and arrive for the testimony of a better pick from the bad to be shared and heralded.

There and then, we arrived. It was like a communal labor. Young or old actively and massively laid their hands on desk. At such a crucial juncture, the hatred for never winning her company and love mattered little or not at all. It was just absolute passion, commitment and allegiance. Everyone danced to register their backing and support for her good but fruitful marriage. Hail thine, the spectacular beauty of our generation. You never yet have an equal. We bow low to your salute. Happy is good to opine but ecstasy is better. Derogatory remarks stalled for mutual goodwill.

Just after a while, the gem, colossal and the happy-go-lucky lady queen beauty birthed. She birthed forth first a gent. She was praised for such a hard work and hard luck.

To be continued………

The book of Proverbs is a key referee for people of integrity or for those who aspire to be one because it is the school of this precious treasure called WISDOM, the embodiment of a total person.

The container you possess as HEAD is truly an empty container if it had no WISDOM.
It is written, that “Through wisdom is an house builded; and by understanding it is established”. (Prov 24:3).

How that the world has suddenly drifted away from Truth, Wisdom, Instruction and Understanding baffles me a lot but has not weighed me down. It does appear a puzzle many a time but it is absolutely no such considering the degree of conspiracy, and the tenacity with which people conspicuously establish ideas and principles behind the open eyes of others.

For parochialism, many have chosen to sell the Truth. But it is written that “Buy the truth, and sell it not; also wisdom, and instruction, and understanding.” (Prov 23:23).

Little is a piece with a lesson than a volume with fantasy.

Every City/Town/House is built on two fundamental principles i.e Wisdom and Understanding. Without these, such an House or City would be grounded to ruins and inhabited by ghosts. Wisdom is the eye of the City while Understanding is its leg. These two work complementarily. Note also that a city is most cherished and patronized for the most obvious reasons as:the Peace, Unity, Love and Development which exist therein. These are godly attributes. There’s always the God factor in a City building.

These essential ingredients of life building are attributes of people in exactitude as they forge forces to co-exist. I am sure the flashy Nations of the World hinge on those aforementioned principles. I take away not the Heart of Man in all this. To quote from Scripture, “…it is desperately wicked”. It can do and undo. Now, it is men that build. So if these ingredients are absent in their lives, expect absolute catastrophe.

Also, if wickedness orders every course good, then its constituents like bitterness, apathy, isolation and laxity follow suit. These spoils of life however, can be hemmed. In fact, life has taught that one can always take the better with the bad.

Why all these? The envisaged danger for my dear motherland looms every passing day. But there’s a solace, We Still have the Almighty Above.

People think they are fed up. How can you be fed up? Stop it dear. You’re always going to be birthed in/at one community/house/town or City to call your hometown. That becomes your first natural source of hope, security and affection. You must then live up to expectation. You can’t ever call another place your home however contributive your best effort could afford you there, note, there’s no place like home.

Today is bad but tomorrow is yet hidden for us to ponder over and to predict.
I mean to say that a collective effort builds a city. Then its running becomes also a collective responsibility. The world today is best known for politics. That’s is a social affinity. Your community must earn your natural affinity. Perfection is a hidden treasure. No one man can earn it for all would surf it to some degree.

Here is the Conclusion of the whole matter: Let US (You and I) build with Wisdom and Understanding for Chereponi is still the Axis of Good.

Every City/Town/House is built on two fundamental principles i.e Wisdom and Understanding. Without these, such an House or City would be grounded to ruins and inhabited by ghosts. Wisdom is the eye of the City while Understanding is its leg. These two work complementarily. Note also that a city is most cherished and patronized for the most obvious reasons as:the Peace, Unity, Love and Development which exist therein. These are godly attributes. There’s always the God factor in a City building.

These essential ingredients of life building are attributes of people in exactitude as they forge forces to co-exist. I am sure the flashy Nations of the World hinge on those aforementioned principles. I take away not the Heart of Man in all this. To quote from Scripture, “…it is desperately wicked”. It can do and undo. Now, it is men that build. So if these ingredients are absent in their lives, expect absolute catastrophe.

Also, if wickedness orders every course good, then its constituents like bitterness, apathy, isolation and laxity follow suit. These spoils of life however, can be hemmed. In fact, life has taught that one can always take the better with the bad.

Why all these? The envisaged danger for my dear motherland looms every passing day. But there’s a solace, We Still have the Almighty Above.

People think they are fed up. How can you be fed up? Stop it dear. You’re always going to be birthed in/at one community/house/town or City to call your hometown. That becomes your first natural source of hope, security and affection. You must then live up to expectation. You can’t ever call another place your home however contributive your best effort could afford you there, note, there’s no place like home.

Today is bad but tomorrow is yet hidden for us to ponder over and to predict.
I mean to say that a collective effort builds a city. Then its running becomes also a collective responsibility. The world today is best known for politics. That’s is a social affinity. Your community must earn your natural affinity. Perfection is a hidden treasure. No one man can earn it for all would surf it to some degree.

Here is the Conclusion of the whole matter: Let US (You and I) build with Wisdom and Understanding for Chereponi is still the Axis of Good.

Dream Deferred:
But it would not fester like the wound of a thousand age nor like a Raisin in the Sun, it would come to reality.

God said this about our relationship with Him:
Whatever You do to the LEAST of my PEOPLE, that you do unto ME.
This is how we can really truly reflect the God-nature in us. Think about this!!!