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Continue reading →: Wait!!!
From the Yesteryears Series Collection Wait; the longest four letter word in the English vocabulary One of the rarest of virtues in this microwave age of ours One whose undercurrents are those of great patience, the milieu in which perfect men are spawned Wait! They say Wait! He says “Why?…
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Continue reading →: Can You?
From the Yesteryears Series Collection Can you fill the loneliness of my heart? Can you occupy the seat of my innermost desire? Can you touch the deepest parts of me? Can you reach the real me, reaching to the place where it really counts? Can my pain be your pain?…
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Continue reading →: For So Long
From the Yesteryears Series Collection For so long I have waited, waited for this time to come, waiting for the time you would come My past has been spent in preparation, being groomed by all of life’s circumstances and situations that I’ve had to go through, both the good and…
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Continue reading →: With You
From the Yesteryears Series Collection… Here I sit gazing at the golden glory that is the setting sun Beholding it surrounded by clouds tinged with purplish blue and a mosaic of clouds of different shapes, sizes and consistency This great sight is always a wonder to behold All my life…
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Continue reading →: Yesteryears
I have written a bunch of stuff over the years. Someone once asked me what inspired some of those writings. Love mostly, to be honest, and as you would see for yourself. I used to write in all sorts of places – notepads, class notebooks, choir notes, post-it notes. When…
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Continue reading →: “Killing Me Softly with (t)his …”
I am sure just reading the title sets the hit song “Killing me softly” playing in your head. If you are old enough, you are probably hearing Roberta Flack’s beautiful voice as she croons the song, or maybe it’s Lauryn Hill and the Fugees for those of us who first…
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Continue reading →: In Memoriam: A Tribute to My Colleagues
Friday June 1st 2012 12 pmish Me: Obi have you seen the invitation card I dropped on your table? Obi: Doc, you are funny o! Which one be Mr. and Mrs. Obi Akubueze Me: You know now! Na wetin you suppose don do Obi: Doc, leave story. We’ll talk when…
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Continue reading →: Rock Bottom
My skies are dark; thick clouds obscure even the faintest hint of light My world is cold; my heart colder still; With one stroke, every iota of warmth sucked from within and without; Yes the wind, such ferocity my life has scarcely experienced Everything bows in its wake, my head…

