2006 Night Shade

In 2006, life was a crawling journey
a journey of time and tide
a journey of choices and voices
of faces and ultimately phases
Its storm took me like a roller-coaster
the mystery which binds me still;
birth in me every depth of good and ill
night eventually fell on 31st December, 2006
a torrent of fortune in disguise
I took a vow of silence in the mist of my sorrows
and in the dark of the night
came forth the first fragile crescent;
the tin delicate rib of nature
for the first time in the whole year,
I yearned to dream dreams
I trusted what was yet to come
so I said goodbye to all worries;
sweet dreams to the year(s) to befall
the night was so calm and pleasing to my soul
I thought of a better tomorrow in my dream’s world
where happiness is foreseen and sorrows unforeseen
Brave swan of the night
Timely tides
Silent sleuth
Rest oh my regal night.


For dVerse, where CC asked us to write about Nature.

The Unshakable Gratitude


When my efforts grow drear
you, my precious friends linger near
I could never return
all that you have given me
and could not ever burn
with the love you have shown me
My gratitude will bear the decays of your vouch
and until the sky merges with the sea
my tenderness gratitude will not be appreciate
on blue bubbles olives scent;
a gourmand fragrance of fondness

And when the primitive time and place converge,
then all will proceed to the general attribute of love
one that keeps sparkling from distance afar
though mysteries are barred from laic eyes,
and the divine alone with warrant pries
into thy bosom, where thy truth in private lies,
you took hold of my hand and you led me to
the light of faith, where shrouded hopes were restored

Is, or is not, our great friendship evolves from Fate,
and true or false, the outcome is built for a rebate,
From the princes’ coffers, and from the statesmen’s brains,
the love has been sealed with the king’s signet ring
and for this reason;
may the great negro’s gratitude flow swiftly to
her fortune found comrades
from a true Ghanaian baobab tree, to the Romanian prowess,
and finally;
to the Duchess of Britain;
my heroine and damsel mentor of a sort

Candidly, may my benefactor gratitude never ends
on an early gray but last to the sky unknown,
till the beatitude of love gallops all boundaries
even to the point of breaking through every marrow of racism;
to the wintry canopy of beautiful thesaurus
where love bridges!

“…….…when friends gather, much is exchanged; including words of gratitude……….”.

This poem is dedicated to Monica Lazar and Simona Nete, co-founders of Cabin Crew Excellence and the entire CCE team, especially, Sam. This is my way of saying thank you for the love, support, care, coaching and words of encouragement given me. May the good Lord bless and always keep you united. May Heaven’s Light shine on all that you do. May health, prosperity and happiness come your way and Love fill your heart throughout 2015 and beyond. Long Live our eerie friendship and Long Live CCE!

The Leaking Umbrella

I am a negro
first of three, with a white skin
a distinct color that differs me from the others
I came first yet, the smallest branch of a huge tree
my doom is to always care for the ones below
for guidance, strength and security
one tiny branch trying to keep bigger hedges from breaking loose

When I fall, they stand
and when I stand, they wither
now I bend to look at the earth through the mirror above
and I see the broken britches I knew sprouting from beneath
so I smile with cries of pain
my seedlings have taken tour to the root of our very foundation
and who have passed this contention
down to our third and fourth generations

A Negroid race of a sort
If only I could get hold of a negro axe
I would toss it deep into the space, far away to Jupiter
never to return again
to harm the generations that follow me.
I am a living dead negro, that fights a negro racism
alone I shall preach to all mankind
till I plant the new seed of Africa
where a beautiful tree will grow
to erase everything that is dark
which will still have the same peaceful dark in the fury of white

The warm rain that pours from the sky
will wash over the new continent like a kiss
a kiss that shuts the old Africa down like a power outage
may thousands of rain drops wash us white
to redeem us with a crystal black
a thought that will drown on all Negros
traces of this I see here and there..

But in the moment;
I think the future tricks me into believing that
we are something that would last
though I miss the serenity of the past
in the present arms, I remain calm!

This is to say, the world is a train

that conveys different shades of faces

from one quantum point

to a pivot destination

a destination that moves in cycles

with God being the invader of this train

who is one for all

So, why the division?

A man struggles with an umbrella in strong winds and rain caused by Cyclone Hudhud in Gopalpur in Ganjam district in the eastern Indian state of Odisha October 12, 2014. Cyclone Hudhud blasted India's eastern seaboard on Sunday with gusts of up to 195 km per hour (over 120 mph), uprooting trees, damaging buildings and killing at least five people despite a major evacuation effort. REUTERS/Stringer (INDIA - Tags: DISASTER ENVIRONMENT)

My Philosophy of Three

Integrity: Integrity is doing the right thing when no-one else’s is watching. It is choosing your thoughts and actions based on values rather than personal gains. Perhaps the surest test of an individual’s integrity is his refusal to do or say anything that would damage his self-respect. This is to say, wisdom is knowing the right path to take while integrity is taking it. Setting and observing the highest ideological standards and doing the right thing is my hallmark. I do this not to my family only but to everyone who crosses my path as I walk life.

Trust: Trust is a firm belief in the reliability, truth, or ability of someone or something you can have full confidence in. Through communication, one can find trust in another people’s words. That is why we mostly hear people ask the question; “Can I hold you by your words?”. Communication is said to be the soul of the world and as such, as human beings, we want to live in an environment where communication freely flows. Where people feel free to confine in others, people feel free to take risks, to share their point of views and to speak the truth as they see it. When you fully trust somebody or something without any doubt, you finally get one of these two results; “A Person for Life” or “A Lesson for Life”. Breaking someone’s trust is like crumpling up a perfect piece of paper. No matter how well you smooth it, it’s never going to the same again. Trusting people to do the right thing and helping them to understand the underlying reasoning and realities of life so they don’t disappoint you is another thing I stand for.

Respect: Respect is not something you can ask for, buy or borrow. Respect is what you earn from each person no matter their background or status. You can force someone to respect you but you can refuse to be disrespected and you can only achieve that by respecting your very self. This helps me to value individual differences, culture and to appreciate each person for each one’s unique qualities. Through respect, we help bring out the full potential of each person.

In short, Respect is Earned. Honesty is Appreciated. Trust is Gained. And Loyalty is Returned.

Meeting the bar on dVerse, where Brian Miller asked us to write on our Philosophies on anything we believe in.

My Philosophy

It’s all very well to tell people not to be afraid, but how? You can’t just “step on fear’s oxygen pipe” and hope it goes away. Fear is not a rational emotion, but it often has a rational basis: for instance, I desire to leave my current job just to land my Dream job. But though there’s an urge, am also very much afraid of been rejected by my dream employer. I know you might be asking yourself if I have tried applying to that dream job or not. Well the answer is, yes I have and for the second time, I have been rejected after striving to the final stage of the recruitment process.

The worst part of it is that, I cannot figure out what exactly lead to my defeat. And this makes me feel Terrible as though, my world is crumbling before me. There is nothing irrational about this. I look into the future(a future of void and insecurity in my current job) and I am afraid. No one has the right to tell me not to be afraid, especially when I am doing all I can to land this dream job and it is not working. Even if I try not to fear, it does not always go away, especially when my dream remains stubbornly unshaken. However, I also don’t want to be knocked down by this same feeling and so I try to be Positive sometimes.

Truly, there is nothing impossible for a positive mind. Why because whatever the inner urges, that shall become true. And so whatever my labors and aspirations are, in the noisy toils of life, I still keep peace in my soul. I yearn to get there but am not in a hurry because I don’t want to miss my steps. I will live in Faith and keep hoping for a better tomorrow. A personal mandate of mine is to be Fulfilled in life by making the world a better place for myself and everyone around me. I believe if you are fulfilled with whatever you might be doing, any other thing falls in place. Big or small, everything matters, every effort counts and everyone who crosses my path contributes. But until then, I will have this mindset that; Yesterday I was better than someone, Today I am better than somebody, surely Tomorrow, it’s obvious I’m going to be better than some other person. Like it or not, this is my Philosophy!

This was written for dVerse but since I couldn’t meet the bar, I have decided to post it here.