Moving On

A heap of trashA stack of messAnd a pile of rubble fill the entire spacethat’s behind you. But, rememberto look aheadfrom where you are. The land,plain and widewaits for you to plough afresh. Get your FREE copy of my inspirational poetry chapbook, When I Became a Man, here Ogaga Eruteya is a Nigerian Christian minister, writer and …

What Moves Me

When you pointedat your auto fleet and the figures written against your nameI knew what you were doing You flaunted your huge biceps and well-outlined six-pack;displayed your trophiesand recounted sweet talesof your lofty exploitsBut I knew what you were doing Only you never sawthat I was looking for more for eyes that see the poorhands, …

Words

Unseen like the wind,they could blow away your fearsor your dreams. You can’t tell how thermicuntil, like wild firethey raze down  to sheer ashes And like frigid water,every fiery zeal is reduced to naught You can’t reach thembut they touch youso easilythey spin you on a pivotset you on motionor plant butterfliesin your gut What …

Fight It!

Fight your weakness,before it rips you apart.Fight it,don't let it bring you down.Fight it todayFight it tomorrow.Fight it with knowledgeFight it with prayerFight it with scripturesFight it with tonguesFight it with friendsFight it with familyFight it, fight itFight it with your mouthFight it with your mindFight it, fight itFight it,until you win. Get your FREE …

All We Truly Are

We’ll workand playand livetogether We’ll debateand offendand misjudgeeach other Still, we’ll forgiveand prayand stick, moretogether because allwe truly areis family. Get your FREE copy of my inspirational poetry chapbook, When I Became a Man, here

The Irony of a Village

Because we are now a villageit has become hard to trustYou could lose your lifeall you ownanything Because we are now a villageit is easy to trust someone to pay your wageship your goodsdo anything We are now a global villageconnected like a webyet everyone must lookbefore leaping. Get your FREE copy of my inspirational …

Prophet Without Honour

He could send torrentsin the desert;turn night into day;  yield meatwithout treasury But only those afartreasured these giftsBecause he was a prophet Far beyond his yearshe would utter wisdom But they would not drink from his wellBecause he was a prophet And prophetsare without honourwhere they come from. Get your FREE copy of my inspirational …

What I Will Chase

Come what may,to watch and to prayis what I will chase Why should I run,from where I can turnto get grace for my case? Why should I wanderfrom the place of powerbecause of a fleeting phase? Is it not to be strongerthat many people seek after?‘Tis what I will chase! May not be popular desireBut …

I Miss Those Days

I miss those days. Those exciting days,when you go by eightand return by fourto be greeted by our innocent smile,tiny racing legs,short outstretched arms, small voices screaming ‘daddy, daddy’and warm embracethat only your legs received. I miss those days Those other daysWhen you still go by eightBut return before fourAnd unprepared,we scamper for orderat the …