Tuesday 18 November 2014


THE JOURNEY

Who knows the way to heaven?
Let this gentleman know
Do not withhold the truth
Remember suicide is not far fetch
When men sleep freely
This gentleman is awake searching
In search of what? People may ask
I call it answer

O gentleman of this aurora!
Imagine the beauty of nature
The arboreal will never stop singing
The trees will never stop dazzling
The wind will never stop tossing
The sun keep whispering to you
The stars stood still saying hi
Even the moon at night always say goodnight

Yet you are always awake
You see, you hear, you perceive
Sometimes you also touch
Yet you need an answer
O gentleman of this aurora!
Who have bewitched you not to see?
Why call yourself ignorant
Why ignore natures help

I can't stop crying
This is not the person I use to know
You are now playing with change
Pause a while, it's time to think
I come to you with a rhyme of hope
Believing you are against your situation
Then let’s sing together
For enough is enough






Saturday 1 November 2014


            NO SHOTCUT TO SUCCESS
                                                             ………Ihejieto John

How long will you travel and wait for hope
When your faith has gone to zero degree
Even if you start building a new faith
Nothing guarantee you a new hope.

Coming back is not an option,
The option of still moving is overruled.
Ask me your questions and I will give you answer,
Remember you have no other option.

Sometimes I call you brother, and even pal
Do I really know my family?
The only thing I remember is the sound of desert in my heart
And the flood in my face seeking for my factual family.

You are out there already, hoping to survive.
Even with your skin change, I sense goodness
But I wonder why your faith declined to zero degree
All is well if am to judge from this pictorial gaze

Something tells me you will never return
I doubt the magnitude of the whispering
Because I have the answers to your questions
And I have long waited for the question

With my hoary hair and white whiskers
Can I still remember my long awaited brother?
You want me to entomb the answers in six feet
Before you come back for it

If at all you decide to come back
My breath cannot withstand for long
My eyes have failed me since the flood ceased to flow
Come take your answer to your new era

I refuse to give up since I can look up
I refuse to take my last breathe
Until I see you with my hands
And feel you with my nose

The decision is yours whether to return
But you know that without the rejoinder I am better than you
Irrespective of your bubbly verve
It becomes unserviceable without the doctor.