John articles

The first time I fell in love I was 33 years,
The lady I fell for was 10 years older
She was a dynamite- (I realized that when she finally exploded)
She didn’t like to be stared at,
she always told me that stares felt insecure  but when I stared at her she didn’t look away
To her, smiles smell like heartbreaks,
Smiles were blindfolding and the last time she smiled back to a guy, It all ended up messy

The truth is I didn’t know smiles have a smell,
The only thing I know is that smiles are contagious, they affect how people behave towards us
The last time I smiled to a lady It all ended up into a different thing
A different thing that I never want to talk about not because it’s bad but because it’s sad
That’s what I think because I first smiled to her.

I wanted the love to last but she chose lust
She fired up my bullets not knowing I needed them to feel secure around her,
She never liked straight talks, In fact she said
People don’t want straight talks, people want memes,
Journalists want Sound bytes and politicians want a slogan
And poets, poets want nothing but rhymes without considering the content
It pained me she couldn’t be pinned down to talk
If only I knew i would pull the safety pin off before the grenade fell on us

For days fought, fought for answers
I was at war, at war with my peace
The only person who was supposed to be my peace was only available in pieces
She had different obligations, I wished to be her priority but she, she wasn’t ready to pin down a man who couldn’t knife his fork
She said, No one cares about emotions- we have Emojis!!

To be continued……..

Sadly men don’t talk, Women contemplate suicide. Men actualize suicide,they die with so much.

Their pain grows on the inside and fades on the outside

Don’t let their suits fool you, 

Their cries are louder when they are laughing.
Their tears roll when they look very handsome.
But it’s all on the inside.

We need to put our sons and daughter at a place where they have the right identity,

they know who they are; not based on the material things they have.
We need to teach them
That if they turn at every abuse they get,
they’ll never go anywhere|
We need to make them understand that if they live for the praises of social media, likes, followers and viewers.
They’re in deception.
And on matters of relationships we need to teach them Isaiah 34:16
“..None shall lack a mate…”
Teach them that suicides in relationships is ungodly,

Teach them that sponsors are our fathers and mothers in disguise.
Teach them that walking in the ways of the Lord will give them a long lasting life.

You see gone are the days where because you are millionaire you are a mentor, it’s no longer about that anymore,
it’s about your value systems.
How you perceive the right and the wrongs.
Justifications.

Keep your ears on the ground,
Keep your eyes open,
Keep your noses active,
You may smell something ;
I don’t know.

See am just a man
I have joys,
I have weaknesses,
I have fears,
I have strengths.
But only my closed ones can see the pimples, the limbs, the flaws.
We need to teach our sons and daughters that having a smaller circle gives you bigger opportunities.

But let them remember
A society with broken souls,
is raising insecure minds, Children with no directions,
families with no love,
suicides, homicides and corruptionists in the church. Blasphemy!

we may do wherever we do but if men are broken, the society is broken.
Teach them to keep the joy of the Lord as their strength.

We cannot start now and have a brand new beginning, but we can start and have a brand new ending.

#Sonsanddaughters

I bet I’ll twist this for some witty guts

There’s a moment someone is in chains,
probably in detention by their own souls,

Caged souls, insecurities, fears and flaws that chain them
Then you are on the other side,
chains free, soul secure, all bold and different

By a glance of the other tattered soul, something strikes you, hard as never before
And you choose to help them taste what freedom tastes like

You check the guard and he let’s you into the cage,
Not knowing what you’ve gotten your soul into

Day by day you teach the chained soul how to live free,
You make the best out of them
You walk into the valley of the shadow of death with them
Jumping all the hurdles of life like you own them, you teach them that pain isn’t good
But it is meant to help us remember that being strong at all times is the best option,
From all the simplified facts you remind them that,
Being strong at all times is the good thing
but then sometimes being weak is more
better.

The caged soul begins to yearn for freedom,
Your therapy is working as wished
Then you remind them that the best way to defeat your enemy is by making them think they’ve won,
But you also remind them that showing your enemy weakness is the most dangerous thing.

They choose to fight,
fighting the enemy within them,
Breaking free and walking past insecurities

Finally the soul is free and never wishes to track back.
You focus on what is to come,
You forget what is gone.

But then once you get lost into everything,
By the time you recover
Your mind reminds you that *Human beings are very forgetful creatures*

Few days in the same cage,
the soul you’ve freed
strangles you to death
You now realized it was a wrong track.
And when you want to start over the therapy
It’s too late,
The freed soul already knows your moves
Just like a broken wings bird, you lay lifeless
Down there
Numb and lost than ever,
wishing to find relief

Questions hit you hard,
regrets break you down
You stagger to recover but it’s worthless
The unpredictable truth is, you were free
Free before walking into that cage
You got into the cage by yourself
You weren’t on detention but the soul was….

Your soul realizes it, then you walk out the cage..
Never to be seen again.

Sealed and signed by a strong soul.

❤