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July 2018

Aloud

For the times my baby’s arms don’t feel like home- By- Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale

by Eden Benibo July 31, 2018

For the times my baby’s arms don’t feel like home
.
“Depression is being colorblind & constantly told how colourful the world is”- Atticus.
.
Sometimes;
-I’m a city with blind streetlights
Sitting at the edge of a seashore
With the weight of the world crashing into me.
-I let the wind fill my body
With something broken, lonely & lost
Something too lame to walk a sojourner home
-I fold the little light, left in my veins
Into a dark room with unseen creatures
You never can tell where healing would find you.
-I let the moon name my body
After boys who get away from the crowd
To hear the footsteps of their emptiness.
You think love is enough to turn your heart
To a boat, rowing you to places where
Sunset blends with the colour on God’s skin?
But the night would mock the aloneness
Of your shadow, even in the presence of the stars.
Depression is a disease, sometimes love isn’t her therapy.
I’m a broken mirror, but my lover said
She sees the most beautiful of her images through me
She calls me love-ful names- say ‘honey’, ‘temi’,’olowo ori mi’ & ‘ololufe’
Names too beautiful for boys like me to bear
Boys, emptying their tongues into rivers
To carve God from wandering songs
But, sometimes I do not feel the same way
& i do not know why her arms feel like a city on hell’s tongue
Why my mind is on the tenth floor, leaving her in the first
Why my body sometimes seeks refuge in solitude
& in things that hides behind heaven’s veil.
Just yesterday, the doctor diagnosed me of depression
He said the only cure for my ailment
Is to break free from the chains holding me
From the silence creeping into my lungs
With tales of men like my father
Whose favourite colour is the colour of grief,
& to explore the world from an angle
Adjacent to the beauty of places
Where everything carries the images of home.

About the Author:

Here’s yet another undeniably talented literary icon with the rare capacity to understand the language of silence and hear when the eyes speak.

Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale is a Nigerian poet and writer, who hails from
Boripe local government area of osun state. He is a graduate of
mathematics from Federal University Lafia, Nasarawa state. His poems
have been published on Dwart magazine, Tuck magazine, Expressit,
Tushstories, Aceworld among others, and have featured in some
anthologies too. He’s currently under the NYSC scheme, serving in
Enugu State, Nigeria. He goes by the pen name; Undiluted Poet. Indeed, his art can be described as raw creativity which transcends beyond the usuals..

 

 

July 31, 2018 21 comments
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Enough!! -By- Kenneth Kilo

by Eden Benibo July 27, 2018

Men, it is enough!

Stop trading our souls into immortality
For blood to sustain another breathe;
Your life is not a king of another life…

No! No! No!…
Enough, men it is enough!
You troth to forfend us like your brothers,
Yet playing politics with the life we live..

 

Men, it is enough!
Halt drinking our blood like water
For our life is your own life!
Stop being a proud execrate of your country.

Men, it is enough!
You have bathe our country enough
With neglect that flood through our veins;
NO shelter, NO hope…

 

Men, it is enough!
Is war a food,a food that we should eat,
Day after day to gain energy of peace?
NO! It is a bloody NO…

 

Men, it is enough!
Murder that tribulations
Of family against family
Of states against states..

 

You can,you will,you should,
Bury into six-feet a war,that war,this war,
Of country against country;
Men, I say it is enough!..

@DK 

July 27, 2018 4 comments
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Aloud

Peace-By- Pa Shakespeare

by Eden Benibo July 26, 2018

We make war

That we may live in peace.

 

Show me who won’t love to take

Good tidings home to their people,

That they may sleep in Peace.

 

For those who are at war with others

Are not at peace with themselves.

Anthonii Chinedum

In our childhood days we heard our elders

Quote inter alia Ralph Waldo Emerson.

‘The real and lasting victories

Are those of peace, and not of war.’

This peace!!!

Many have mistaken for religion.

And Religion!

Is so often

The death of reason.

The quest for peace begins in the home,

In the school, in the workplace

And the society.

But first and foremost, the heart.

‘The most valuable possession we can own

Is an open heart.’

To attain peace

We must actually give our lives,

Not just our possessions.

When we at last give our lives –

Bringing into alignment our beliefs

And the way we live then, and only

Then,

Can we begin to find peace.

 

Know this!

The most powerful weapon we can be

Are instruments of peace.

I truly we hope find peace.

Godwin Henry Osaigbovo

Pa Shakespeare

may PEACE be in our favor

FOR

Green |White| Green

July 26, 2018 7 comments
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Aloud

Genocide -By- John Chizoba Vincent 

by Eden Benibo July 24, 2018

let’s dive into the thought of that Benue woman.

let’s see through her sorrow carved separately,

how many children are born to die before noon?

1966 saw this on the tail of her skins proudly, 

till 1977, pogom of lunatic fringed our thoughts,

We enslaved our reasonings to the ashes of right, everything without a comma seems right

to us & we failed to allow the oceans break in the cities on our cheeks without killing them. 

these memories are the genocide &mythical histories that keep fading faster to hurt us. 

It was a happy day on the face of the sun, 

Erinma went to farm &never returned home.

We searched all the delivered forest but 

could not have a trace of her glitched doom. 

It was a sunny day, a bleeding white day,

Ayola went to the stream and never came back. 

We only saw his blood spoke of herdsmen,

His spirit ran towards Enugu wet shrines.

All we saw was his pains assaulted fairly along the confluence border of River Benue & kogi.

Our thoughts are no longer golden to hearts. 

It was a fateful baked day of excitement,

Ene went to school & never came back for her

mother to pick the gaze of the smile in her

pride, she was never seen but her shadows 

left traces like voicemail to the road to Sambisa.

Still, strength formed like cascading sweat on 

the faces of our trembling lips, no one spoke,

No one spoke of this evening even their Aso could not come to fight for what has become 

of us in these two cities where boys are enemies to girls breaking the route which the wind blew. 

We learnt to hide cocroaches in every cupboard,

&our leaders taught us this & how suffering could be beneficiary to our hearts like tonic. 

Genocide taught us how to deny our own the right to live & live life like the living ought to 

live. they made knives part oceans of water,

They made us a guest in our own home!

a house won’t be a home anymore when our young ones are killed in a traumatic chaos.  

where we eat are the places of mortals bodies

a deafening silence hung on every spirit here. 

Defining gels of life gathered like firrwood,

On the pupils of our eyes, skulls are draw to drown us in the drawings life came up with. 

We are treasure of genocid messes like balls

Of ballardic poems written with a sad pen. 

Let’s develop this film today & tomorrow, 

If you renew your license of mind to fit in

then, the blood of those killed will bear us

Witness to the craving wind looking forward 

to hearing a word from what we made here to be. 

A land of blood and cracked sorrows. 

©John Chizoba Vincent 

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About The Author:

Today we bring to you John Chizoba Vincent, one of those blessed hearts with the courage to feel everything so deeply, cutting through the crust of words unspoken. In his versatility, he is a cinematographer, filmmaker, music video director, poet and a writer. A graduate of mass communication. He believes in life and the substances that life is made of. He has three books published to his credit which includes Hard Times, Good Mama, Letter from Home. For boys of tomorrow is his first offering to poetry. He lives in Lagos.
It takes a heart that understands the language of silence to hear when the eyes speak and we can boldly say we have found one here, and won’t let go of him, as we look forward to publishing more of his works, which are majorly centered on those truths unspoken. So, expect to see more of his works here!

NB: Here, positivity is the theme of our team, yet we stand for justice, we stand for truth and all.. even when reality may paint them in dark colours of negativities, we stand for taking the scales of myopic eyes.. These trumpets we would blow, regardless of all..

Glow on!
John Chizoba Vincent
The world is in need of your light
Let it shine brighter!!

July 24, 2018 10 comments
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Word-Perfect Monday (WPM)

6 More Months To Slay and Conquer!

by Eden Benibo July 23, 2018

 

January through June have come and gone. Yes, these past months may have come with lots of setbacks, perhaps in achieving our personal goals and dreams or in advancing in the corporate world.

It may have been six months of moving in circles. Six months of going below both personal and general standards. Six months of bewilderment crawling up in between high hopes and a positive stand.

Here’s my own little story
Personally, I tasted the true meaning of depression. How or where it came from, who knows? But hey! The good thing is I’m out of it now! Like out for good!
I never even remembered I had suffered from the disease of the mind (as I like to call it) until just few weeks back, on different occasions, I encountered different individuals slowly sinking in the depth of this same ‘depression’. Indeed, it’s been a battle thriving beyond all odds these past months and for the first time I was glad I went through what I went through to better understand the situation of those that came around with the same ailment and help them gradually scale through…

Perhaps this is your own story
On the other hand, maybe, just maybe, you had achieved a reasonable number of your goals and aspirations during the first half of the year. Awesome! Have all or majority of your inputs fallen in alignment with your expected result? Great!!

It’s all good!
Whichever category you had fallen into, just know there are six more months to slay and conquer.
In duality, we would be looking at two categories in this ‘discuss’
Let’s say – Slayers 1 & Slayers 2!!

The first category are those who went through a relative number of down times during the first half of the year.
Here are few tips for you:

-Regain your confidence
Your confidence is one of the main weapons of emerging as a conqueror at the end of the year. Without confidence, a soldier is nothing but a loser even before the war begins.
Without confidence irrespective of the cash at hand or even your skills within, one will have a very low chance of succeeding.

-Face the phase
Of course it’s good to reflect on the past sometimes, to retrace your steps and know where to improve on, but what we do most times is that, we get so engrossed with past failures and pain that we allow a replay of these negativities in the future.
Have the failures of yesterday boxed you in? Or built a shell in which you have crawled into? It’s time to come out! And face the now. This phase.
Bill Newman rightly said “you must be willing to fail. Don’t fear other people or their opinions. Don’t just sit there and wonder, you should be doing. Act, start today, make it happen”.
He is not trying to say we should set our minds on failure, no! All this is trying to convey is that we should not allow the mere fear of failure to be an obstacle to us succeeding in our business and life in general.
Newman further stated “stop agonizing and organize what you’re doing. Not to decide is to decide not to.” In other words, not making a decision is a decision on its own. Not acting is a move. A wrong move though. A move of stagnancy. Break free today!

Alright! Now for Our Slayers 2 – The Already Slaying Gang!
It’s important to note that no one prays for a ‘bad beginning’, but it’s better to have a rough beginning and a smooth end that experiencing the reverse.
Therefore, this is a call for unrelenting zeal to keep thriving. Thrive on!

-Build on what you did, that got you what you got.
If possible, I advice you increase your general input, because it is very easy to remain in your comfort zone.
Remember, never be trapped within the confinement of living in past glory.
-Learn something new every

If inexplicably you belong to the two categories, fine.
Here are general tips to explore.
-Break free! There’s more to explore!!
– Breath
-Smile and say a warm hello to July and the next few months at your disposal.
-Remember, it’s all in your hands: handle with care..

Finally, here’s a piece of advice from an all time scholar (which I feel applies to everyone, regardless of the level of such an individual at work)
“If you are a senior executive, don’t take yourself too seriously. It is essential to hold on to our sense of humor throughout our lives if we want to remain sane, as has been shown by research into psychological cognition, and especially in the later years”.

Also, remember these sayings of the wise- just because you took longer than others doesn’t mean you failed.
So, break free, go slay and conquer it all, starting with your fears..!

Glow on!

Previously published by She Leads Africa

Eden Benibo.

July 23, 2018 27 comments
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EXPRESS~SHUN

Age Is Not Just A Number~Daniel Iyanda

by Eden Benibo July 20, 2018

Oblivious of your flaws;
You navigate on all fours.
The ticktock of the clock tickles you
Time is but a fading music to you

Like the night, teen years passed away
and 20s dawn on you like the day.

Basking in the shadow of fun-filled 19,
Blind-piercing 21 unveils reality to you.
An introduction to the primacy of time.
Strategic 22 doubles efforts;
Morphs dreams into SMART goals –
A three-year plan.
Two sweats, one smile, and 25 is here.
Scale-wearing 25 is blue;
Progressive but unhappy.
That comparative analysis paralysed 26,
Dragged in perturbed but prescient 27.
Another three-year plan,
One thought, two smiles, and 30 is here.

Like the twinkling of a star time ticks away.
A while, 2 thoughts, 2 smiles, 5 winks,
And 40 is here.
50 is there, staring.
On and on goes our lifetime
like a gentle wind.

 

About The Author: Cheers! To this young glowing  mind, Daniel Iyanda with the pseudonym invincibledandy is a lover: of God, people, a princess and poetry. A tech enthusiast and digital journalist. An outlier.

Hey Daniel! We look forward to seeing your shine brighter, touching hearts with the flame of positivity. Glow on!!

July 20, 2018 15 comments
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Aloud

Times-By- Giampaolo Giudice

by Eden Benibo July 17, 2018

A sip for the life we live in,

that flows even if you’re non looking,

one for her fantasy in choosing the direction.

One for the time, that passes by like wind on our faces.

A sip for who goes away,

one for who’s not coming back.

A sip for these four seasons, already gone,

and a sip for the incoming ones.

A sip for every deceiving word not coming from the heart,

one for the heart, dumb organ that must rely on the tongue.

A sip to forget, and another to remember why.

A sip for every teardrop with a woman’s name.

A sip for the grazed knees.

One for every caress

and one for every sorrow.

A sip for the “good ol’ days” and one for the present one.

A sip for the dinking mates

and one for the misery at the bottom of the glass.

 

Only one bottle won’t suffice.

(Ig: ilquadernodelsignorG)

About The Author:   Looking for one of those unrelenting selfless beings with a heart designed for positive impacts in his world and beyond, here you go…! We’ve got you- Giampaolo Giudice: october 1984, Rome.Copywriter, Author, journalist and history enthusiast. Enlisted in the Italian army right after a brief interlude in the Faculty of arts. During this experience he writes almost daily and by, the end of his period in the army (2006), he found himself with a book already written:  La Vita Guardata (Il Filo 2007), in 2011 publishes a second book of poems: Prossima fermata: notte. He is currently managing an Instagram profile (ilquadernodelsignorG) and publishes short stories in italian on the website: http://irrequieto.eu/  .He writes about what he sees, even if what he sees is not clear.

We look forward to seeing him soar higher in the literary world and beyond! ..proud to call you friend G!

July 17, 2018 42 comments
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Break Free -By- Gregory Broadnax

by Eden Benibo July 3, 2018
How many of us are facing personal distractions or family struggles that seem to be impossible to resolve? No matter what you do or say, the distractions and struggles remain. Some fester like mental poison, stealing your happiness and preventing you from living your best life. This is especially true when it involves dysfunctional family behaviors. I’m here to tell you to quit fighting against something that is beyond your control. Once you realize that you’ve given an issue, a struggle, or a battle your best fight, let go and let God. Too often we spend day after day, week after week, month after month, and year after year frustrated and angry. Eventually we become bitter because a bad situation remains unchanged, even after we know we did everything we could to achieve resolution. Let go and let God. Holding on to frustration, anger, and bitterness is like acid to your spirit. It’ll prevent you from loving wholly, and from living your best life. Some battles are just not ours to fight. They require intervention from a higher authority. Temporarily letting go of someone or something that is causing you distress does not mean you are an heartless or uncaring person. On the contrary…it means you recognize and respect your own self worth. Sometimes a friend who seems to be set in their ways, or is causing you drama just needs to be given space for a little bit of time. The same goes for a family member whom you might find yourself constantly arguing with. Once you examine your role in whatever issue you’re facing and can confidently say you’ve done your best, then let go and let God. Asking God to straighten out the muddled affairs of your life is noble and wise. It also will allow you to reclaim the positive energy that was drained from you during your struggles. The universe is calling your name. Now is your time to grow in grace…and in power.
 
About The Author

Gregory Broadnax, fondly called Greggy by friends and loved ones is one of those amazing persons who are not just gifted but are themselves a gift and a blessing to the world. With a soul that has the capacity to feel so deeply, he stands out as an inspring writer whose words are pulled out from what he sees and feels.
With an artist tag: ArtistGreggy he thrives primarily as a self taught non professional artist and have been doing art since he was a small child. He mainly focuses on oils, watercolors, and digital art.
Creating art is his passion, although he recently discovered that he likes to write too. He is not a poet though, but likes to just write about his dreams and life experiences. He is very spiritual and believe strongly in God as the Creator of the universe.
He has an incredibly kind and unbiased personality that respects and loves everyone by default regardless of age, color, nationality, or religion.
In his words to all: “I’m here to help you live, laugh, and love”.
I look forward to more beautiful collaborations and works with him.

Glow on Greggy!

July 3, 2018 86 comments
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