Opeyemi Durotoye Go see them in their nativity Where they carry out activity They were, but naive kitty During days so litty Feed bitty.
John Adams Long gone are the bright and simple days, Forgotten are the good old righteous ways, There’s no fine line between wrong and right,
She is Sic, Who and Who is to blame She had no symptom lake Everything goes wrong at her collapse Medications become futile Physicians are
Opeyemi Durotoye Lines Ado of Empathies Pitching no Sympathies Stretching authorities Laying ban on ‘Banks’
Opeyemi Durotoye Cities is become isolation Fear in the spine Faith shivering Faces shrink Walking with dearth of thoughts And no spring of it cause.
It is not what we pray for But it what eventually happen We don’t want to see it But we always want to employ it
We all want it Not all have it We love to see it Not all love to show it We are hungry for it Not
Standing before lengthy tumbler Painter of best artistic version Not a carbon copy Rather, oneself from the other side.
Never to be forsaken Either to be qualified Nor to be forgotten Not to be merited But to be disgrace
I gave a fresh breathe of warm air, Blowing the dust and cobwebs From my sweet Bible and book.Turning through the pages of hope, And
Ifekoya Toluwalonimie The heart of man, desperately wicked The heart of man, no one can tell The heart of man, conceives a great deal The
Ifekoya Toluwanimie I don’t know about tomorrow I don’t what it holds Neither do I know what it’ll throw. Nor if I’ll be in the
Ifekoya Toluwanimi Everyone has a unique purpose Everyone is created for a different purpose A blade though very sharp cannot cut a tree An axe
Opeyemi DUROTOYEYou have possessed my Heart,I am being drown with your fartYou are such a good art, and dartHow long will I held this fact.
By James Patrick Kinney Six humans trapped by happenstance In bleak and bitter cold. Each one possessed a stick of wood Or so the story’s
Ifekoya Toluwanimi Everyday, we make decisions Daily we’re confronted with options; We must choose one or the other We cannot have both
All things work for our good Though sometimes we cant see how they would Struggles that break our hearts in two Sometimes blind us to
In Triune God, I believe In God our father, I believe In Christ the Son, I believe In the Holy Spirit, I believe In resurrection,
Creaming in a dream of realityReciting shallow mind mentalityExcusing not every detailException to crueltyDenouncing desired act of frivolity
Christ be with me, Christ within me, Christ behind me, Christ before me, Christ beside me, Christ to win me, Christ to comfort and restore
My way not yours The path of the just Re-kindle to rust Grinded to the dust With no believing gut
Hiding in a cave Just for the rave Not to be pave To become Dave
She struggled frantically as she was yanked from the bed Hauled into the street straight to the temple, no match for her rabble size
By Ifekoya Toluwanimie I used to have a comfort zone Where I knew I couldn’t fail, The same four walls of busy work Were really
The voice of the Lord is upon the waters The voice of the Lord is of glory and thunders The voice of the Lord is
Harmonizing the actPiercing the asunderA wood that firesA fan that burns
Education is of the heart Transforming the mind, resetting the set ups Lighting path to visions, and lamp to goals. Not knowledge, rather understanding.
Evolution sun!Revolute not!Apt Addiction!Smoothen for more than the crumb,Into lawlessly fighting.
Ifekoya Toluwanimie It is very difficult to describe the greatness of God. Human language fails when it comes to expressing the majesty of the Almighty