Vinspiration

Moments back in time, social media was the canker seemingly moulding the world Now, it is our binding force We are obliged to digitally bond, nurture and grow together We used to value less the smiles of family and friends Now, we crave the smile of strangers Thanks to the frenemy, the mask We wish to be alone to emulate the safety protocol This pandemic requires such an element Now, it means something critical to be left alone and in isolation Life is likely to elude us in that state. Our existence is threatened by a folly Yet, through its impact, we have realized what it means to exist in essence Nevertheless, we are everywhere Our socially distant co-existence is now a global social support network We are the substance that nurtures life everywhere We are the beings racing to live free Free from what is racking havoc through our race The human race now has a much more brutal common enemy We had evolved through a series of phases in this life Thi...

We defied the odds. We make history in the present. 'Normal' is a thing of the past. Together means miles apart. Not all theories are not potent. The context is valuable content. Our survival remains constant. The reality means your breath intake is consistent. The wall is the law. A winning trump card is forbidden. And home shielded us from the omen. We understood that all things are possible. Although apart, we were more unified. Unquenchable flames were ignited in the youths. Productivity in our beds became the best option. We lived even when death looked us right in the eyes. The old generation came to appreciate the "demonic" technology. We realised profiteering was not the way of only the rich. The selfish attitudes of the yesterday are the survival tactics of today. The youth exuberance came with a new vibe. We held rallies and turned tables. We got beaten, burned, broken and barred. Then we were left with our dreams to wear on our sleeves. To all the fallen so...

To whom it might concern, You can be mighty in your right Yet you are left with nothing but your conscience Your life is much more valuable than a #hashtag Though it's now woven into the fibre of every 21st-century being's thumb You are may have access to the window but not the front door Your accounts are controlled at the backend by a stranger Humble yourself because your digital handle has no door You are worth every cell fighting for your survival  Not every cell ready to impede your survival  Fact is, you have done all the surviving Your brain and heart have never taken a break since your inception Just pause, breathe and acknowledge that this is remarkable So just in case, you intend to give up or mess up, remember they trust your next move Take turns to tell your stories in tens, a decade elapses like a minute You will account for every move and decision you make You do not need to make up but wake up from your slumber Time is running out, better follow it because ...

This isn’t an acronym. It is a powerful tool. It is blunt but has altered the patterns of history with unequivocal writing success. It has survived all the defining moments through the centuries Ranging from the early reed, quills, and dip pens to the contemporary ballpoint, fountain, and felt pens. History has it that, all users demand a special pen based on the pending purpose of use There is this status symbol attached to any kind of pen that has ever been manufactured. M. Klein and H. W. Wynne had received a US patent for the fountain in 1867. But as early as the 10 th century, the pen had existed.  And until this day, it has metamorphosed through many phases and designs. One of my favourites and most used pen from the 20 th to this century has been Michaels Bich’s Bic pen that was invented in the 1950s. It is simply elegant and mighty. The sword could see itself sharp but the pen is supreme. Talk of brainstorming sessions that led to generati...

I want to go back I want to go back to Ghana where I can play in the sand When the time had no direction and we had nothing to worry about; it was worth it. Just so you know, the hourglasses had no sand And we would have every reason to gaze in awe of the moon while lying on our back There were times when we did not know how to react to the beats from the band Talk of "we are going; heaven knows where we are going"  a tune from way back Please put the cassette on replay, I want to listen to the Osibisa band. Gosh, I want to go back I want to go back I want to go back to the days I had no worries In my childhood when I could play till dusk When families were always together In one piece, we peacefully gathered around the dancing flames And friends stuck with each other even in the withered storms To those days when grandpa was our hero And the father was hailed by all when he came back from hunting, accompanied by bush meat To those days befo...

I am a toddler Nothing I know matters Only my tears, whether crocodile or human, has influence And I will cry my lungs out until my wish is granted  That's their command My heart will passionately be on standby, just in case I need reinforcement At least, it will cleanse my system and keep me healthy I am a toddler with giant steps It will not take long for me to arrive safely into adulthood I can't skip my teenage years either If I get the chance, I will only catch a glimpse of my teen days and return to being a toddler So to my kinsmen, kindly prepare your speeches I can sense only the title has a pleasant feeling The rest are bitter pills but I am not sick too I don't want to choke Please don't proceed with those long speeches about life  I know that when I grow up I'll swallow the pills anyway But I am nurturing my courage  I am making attempts to stand on those tender feet They will be as fit as a fiddle  And that will lead me on I'll ...

The epitome of Grace and Joy I have hope Though I have nowhere to go or turn towards I know  That Grace has taken away my shame That Grace has rescued me from my famine That Grace has reconciled me with himself That the process is in a continuum  And so May I never complain but plan May I not be tempted to withdraw For Grace is sufficient for me to stand poised May I be still and know that hope grows That I shall rise anytime I fall  Even if all odds are against me I don’t want to be lost May grace help me find home  Knowing that my father’s arms are widespread Ready to embrace me  Peace and love shall bind us Truthfully, I do not deserve but grace came in Only the hills shall I lift up my eyes to If all creation continues to worship, I can’t stop either Let my life reflect your goodness and mercy Though I don’t know how I am going to survive the days ahead Yet, someway somehow, these miracles engulf me I'm s...