Nigeria At 44

In a city of plenty
Hunger impulsively prevails
In a city of great wealth
Money out of control fails

With a vast Agricultural land
That is to flow with milk and honey
Yet humanity perish like insect
That's the truth, it ain't phoney

What we long for steadfastly
Has turn to what we now curse
The man that is a stupendous choice
Has now change his course

The cry of The African child
Has vanish from his mind
As he walks ceremoniously daily
Unwittingly being led by the blind

Corruption proliferates speedily
Evades the table of bread and wine
The masses without an option
Feeds on food meant for swine

Written By: Caleb A. O.
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What Then Is?

There isn't a beginning without an end
There isn't an enemy that wasn't once a friend
There isn't a pride without a fall
There isn't a walk without a crawl

There isn't a smoke without fire
There isn't a love without a desire
There isn't a sacrifice without pain
There isn't a lightening and thundering without rain

There isn't a time that'll forever last
There isn't a future without a past
There isn't a future without a present
There isn't a flower without a scent

There isn't a death without a suppurate
There isn't a pain the heart can't tolerate
There isn't an ecstasy without satisfaction
There isn't humility without elevation

There isn't a Spoken Word without a thought
There isn't a teacher that wasn't taught
There isn't a warrior without a bloody sword
There isn't a tree without a bud

There isn't a rose that isn't gotten from thorns
There isn't a lily that isn't gotten from mud
There isn't a giving without receiving
There isn't a word that isn't worth believing

There isn't a broken heart that can't mend
There isn't a hungry soul that can't be fed
There isn't a lost that can't be found
There isn't a thing that can't make a sound

Written By: Caleb A. O.
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+234 {08055154457 / 08042150570}
P.O Box 8021 Wuse Abuja Nigeria
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My Best Friend

Friends are like precious diamond
Dear and rare, hard to find
Enemies are like gravels or stones
On the sands of time they don’t hide

The advices of friends are easy to heed
For they determine life’s zeal
Enemies’ advice are seldom taken
But sometimes makes perfection look real

Joy envelops the heart when friends meet
And tears of joy when they asunder part
Enemies are never made but are
And negatives proliferates in their heart

The cry of a friend is always heard
Because it’s clear and simple
But that of an enemy
Always lure many people

Friendship is the unsinkable ship
That can sail through the raging sea with ease
Enmity is like an un-captained ship
Sailing, one would know no peace

Written By: Caleb A. O.
+234 8026755943
P.O Box 8021 Wuse Abuja Nigeria
belaciano007@hotmail.com
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THE ODDS ARE ALWAYS WITH YOU IF YOU TRY

Success in anything is connected with action. Successful people keep moving. They make mistakes but they don't quit. For quitters don’t win and winners don’t quit; so are you a WINNER?

Just hang on long after others have let go, and you would see the truth which they have being speaking about. Remember the story of the merchants looking for oil in Texas? They search all day but just a little step to success they left the job and when another came to it he only had a little dig and was made the richest man in the Texas county.

You must have persistence. Keep trying is the rule that you must follow to become successful in anything. Persistence means taking pains to overcome every obstacle, to do all that is necessary to reach your goal.

You must never, never, never give up!