The heavens turned on their lights to bear witness To the spectrum of the earth’s beauty, Which ranges from peaks to deeps. The elegance of her peaks touch The moistened lips of the clouds, Causing them to river the element Of life down her steps and seeps in her deeps. Yet she Maintained her primordial … More A love poem to the Earth
Once there lived the richest man that had ever lived under the sun, so rich was the man that even the utensils of his many servants were made of gold. Like King Solomon, this man had seven hundred wives and three hundred concubines to quench his every carnal want and need in life. Yet a … More Parable of the void
If there was such a thing as an emotional hospital, roads would’ve been emergency lanes built only for the use of ambulances. Behind the pseudo smiles that are painted on countless faces, lies the invisible pandemic of emotional pain. Many people are living with emotional pains that were born on the day that their loved … More Emotional hospital
Like meteors, strangers seem so distant from our daily realities, yet their life-changing impacts on our lives are as inevitable as the coming of a new day. At every new beginning in life, someone who we’ve yet to meet awaits us to introduce us to a new phase of our destiny. Without strangers, life would’ve … More Strangers
In the unexplored vastness of the milky way galaxy, live cosmic infants known as humans that have lost the true meaning of life while playing and digging in the mud for buried minerals and precious stones. Humans are cosmic infants yet to take the first step outside of our solar system. Though still living in … More Cosmic infants
Dear Pro-life activists, As self-proclaimed champions for life, you encamped about the wombs of women with stethoscopes, attentively listening for the first beat of life, to make sure that women don’t violate their fetal rights. Your love for life is relatively short, starting at conception and ending nine months later at birth. It’s so convenient … More A letter to “pro-life” activists
The eve of their freedom resembled the normalcy of burden that their lives had become accustomed to bearing. The blue sky of Texas mirrored the mood of their wearied souls, so they sang the blues to ease the throes of living life as chattels, milked of their humanity like cattle. The Texas heat was unfriendly … More Juneteenth: a belated celebration
The truth becomes an orphanthe moment the child becomes a man,for childhood is the orphanage wherethe man abandoned his truth toenter the masked world of adulthood.The man is an overgrown child,nurse by the opinions of others.Like the moon, the man has many faceswith a hidden side that refused to face the sun.But childhood is the … More Faces
Once there was a great debate among the tongue, the heart, and the mind over which one of them is the originator of lies. “after giving it many thoughts,” said the mind, “the heart is the originator of lies, for lies, are shortcuts that the heart takes to meet its desires. Without the heart, there … More The parable of the liars
When conscience was pronounced dead, human miseries were appointed to be its pallbearers and injustice to dig its grave. Before injustice can beautify the ugliness of its actions, it must first check the pulse of the human’s conscience to make sure it’s morally dead. Contrary to popular belief, people are not the first to die … More The autopsy of conscience
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