Poems

NO MATTER HOW DARK THE NIGHT

No matter how dark the night, always remember this: joy comes in the morning. Even if the whole world hates you, turns against you and abandons you, God’s unfathomable love and the glorious radiance of his shining sun will surely see you through.

THE BEWITCHING HOUR

It is 3 a.m. in the morning: the time that is commonly referred to as the bewitching hour. This is the moment that darkness and silence stalks the land. This is the moment that is pregnant with fear, uncertainty and mystery.

THE POWER OF POETRY

Poetry is the language of the soul and the vocal expression of the inner spirit. It is pure. It is clean. It is energizing and invigorating. Like caviar, it is an acquired taste that is only for those that are enlightened and sophisticated enough to appreciate it.

SNOWHITE

From the hills of Ohafia and the valleys of Abriba comes you that makes me smile. From the forests of Umuahia and the lush green fields of Nanka comes you that brings me joy. From the eastern shores of our nation where stars shine brightly and from whence comes men whose spirits cannot be broken …

SNOWHITE Read More »

ST. BARTS AND THE GOD-SENT CHILD.

I sit in my study silently: head-bowed, pensive and all alone on a pitch black, cold and wet December night. It is aftermidnight, the guard dogs are on the prowl and have long been released, the wind is blowing fiercely and it is pouring with rain outside.