Streets of life . As I walk these streets of life I see things with mind than my eyes Dry bones, dumb skulls Blind eyes, venom tongues Struggling to live, trampled the weak So are the vague picture on the streets . Mouth yawning after starving for weeks Eyes playing blind to see As the voice cracks louder into the air Breaking sad tones to the ears Needy were stabbed, served to pleased their need Feeding the strong with the satisfaction of the feast . Men scared to be served Energy start to weaken and vanish Strength begins to wrestle with fear Bodies retiring to the silence space ‘let’s leave to live before we die’ Echo the walls of the streets . Copyright David Eniex ThEYES AriEyes
ALWAYS TRY to be open to constructive criticism, but don’t personalize rejection. Don’t allow your opinion of yourself to be coloured by the opinion of those who fail to see your best qualities and potential. Successful people all have one thing in common ; they had to overcome REJECTION.
SHE: I was as innocent as the rising sun Whence you came to me with a basket of promises To give me a world I wouldn’t imagine Oh man, have you forgotten so soon
HE: What?That to your back, a spinal cord I will be That to your roof, a pillar I will be Oh, my lips slip to any words they find coming For I am a blue cover of a pen with a black ink White saliva outside I spitted, knowing I needed blood
SHE: You promised me both your world and words Don’t knit ironies for me with metaphorical hyperbole Give me you, your pocket, and even your grave Like I feed you with my legs spread abroad
HE: You exhumed laughter from me, oh you Lass Alas, the original I have buried while you danced to the fake What love do palm birds have for corn plant to neighbour it If not to drain and leave Your farm I am done with – off to a better farmland
SHE: Lo, your words perfume my heart with disgust How sweet and intelligent you sound vomiting balderdash To nowhere will I let you go; I’m not done Until then you’ll realize how shrinked you are
HE: Even my stay with you will compress you more While goodnews breath new life into me more This I will do till you remain a crowd of voiceless cry With no captain to help your boat from sinking
SHE: Let’s sail in this leaking yatch of mistletoe If perhaps you’ll survive my feminine rage Like a vampire will I suck your entire life And return you to the coven of miserable life
HE: Perhaps I should tell you a devil I am Sent from the pit of hell to drain your glory Death is my father whom I never fear I accept this shrink of yours you can never bear . .
It gladdens me that at me you frowns, Because the hatred you have for me I have underscored On my papyrus it permeates like the spread of kerosene aground; For me I know always your heart I ache.
Have you ever tagged me hapless, So unfortunate that the imprint of your love I do not have? Be fearless like the Eagle and admit that to you a weed I am Whom, daily you always try to execute from the farmland of your thought.
But, I will advise you should not mete yourself out, Alas! The pain you can hardly bear; Perhaps you should deter your own thought too, And halt being a wanderer under the servitude of hatred.
Fear not Dearie, for this feeling is never untoward, Simply a noble touch to our hearts; Love me not with pecuniary conditions, With my Poetic Pen under dexterity I shall spoil you with.
Yesterday, it’s the best ant for elephant the monkeys had Yesterday, it’s one of the hunger wired day the farmer had Yesterday, it’s one of the tit for tat days the lunatic experienced Like every other day, the tree that loses its treasure did
Today, it’s an hoard_day for the monkeys searching for bananas Today, it’s a rest day for that farmer keeping watch u over bananas Today, it’s an abundant day for that lunatic for it souls receive peace from whips Like every other day, that tree that never caresses its family lost souls
Perhaps today was better the tree knows not Perhaps yesterday treated it better, but no idea Probably tomorrow may be better ;that’s if it comes Probably there would be no more tomorrow, nothing ever pays.
GTBank is one of the biggest bank in Nigeria due to the population of their customers. Its ‘zero account’ attracts a lot of students, and this help to add to their space. Businessmen and women, artisan and many other people can’t be left behind as well. Customers care is very vital in such an organisation which customers truly cherish a lot. Around 1p.m today, Gtbank Leadster branch, along Rind-Road, Ibadan was closed down due to some development which someone said ‘it’s not official, why would they close down?’ Many customers were very angry and ranting about the development. A woman was very conspicuous amidst it, she’s very pissed. She said ‘I need a draft to bail someone out today in the police station. This is wickedness!.’ The voice of the woman grew high as she lamented and many people were murmuring too. A man who supposed to be the manager came out and threaten to arrest anybody who try to disturb the peaceful atmosphere of the bank. This even vexed the woman more, she faced him and asked ‘is this how you treat your customers? You shouldn’t have sent us out of the bank like that? And why would you even close by 12:40pm when you told us you are closing by 1 o’clock?’ The man replied ‘madam, I can order the bank to be closed at anytime’ ‘You should not be talking to us anyhow’ the woman was disappointed ‘My money is part of your salary!’ The man returned ‘excuse me ma, your money is not going directly into my account. Beside, what’s your worth?’ The words came as a shock to everyone, a bank staff saying that to their customer. Where is the customer care? The manner of approach? No regards for customers anymore. Many people reacted but the police came to the scene and everyone left one by one. It is one of the ridiculous thing that happens in Nigeria, even GTBank Customers are treated like trash and animals, so bad!
GTBank is one of the biggest bank in Nigeria due to the population of their customers. Its ‘zero account’ attracts a lot of students, and this help to add to their space. Businessmen and women, artisan and many other people can’t be left behind as well. Customers care is very vital in such an organisation which customers truly cherish a lot. Around 1p.m today, Gtbank Leadster branch, along Rind-Road, Ibadan was closed down due to some development which someone said ‘it’s not official, why would they close down?’ Many customers were very angry and ranting about the development. A woman was very conspicuous amidst it, she’s very pissed. She said ‘I need a draft to bail someone out today in the police station. This is wickedness!.’ The voice of the woman grew high as she lamented and many people were murmuring too. A man who supposed to be the manager came out and threaten to arrest anybody who try to disturb the peaceful atmosphere of the bank. This even vexed the woman more, she faced him and asked ‘is this how you treat your customers? You shouldn’t have sent us out of the bank like that? And why would you even close by 12:40pm when you told us you are closing by 1 o’clock?’ The man replied ‘madam, I can order the bank to be closed at anytime’ ‘You should not be talking to us anyhow’ the woman was disappointed ‘My money is part of your salary!’ The man returned ‘excuse me ma, your money is not going directly into my account. Beside, what’s your worth?’ The words came as a shock to everyone, a bank staff saying that to their customer. Where is the customer care? The manner of approach? No regards for customers anymore. Many people reacted but the police came to the scene and everyone left one by one. It is one of the ridiculous thing that happens in Nigeria, even GTBank Customers are treated like trash and animals, so bad!
Staring at the stars one night
They were smiling back at me
Dream of being a star drizzle down on me
I want to sparkles so bright
That the world would see
But living so high, all in the dark
Illuminating in the dark, burning inside
Sold soul, empty body shining
Is what I’m scared of
Being a star is so sweet
What about the gloom is brings?
The Arsenal firmer player and coach, Mikel Arteta has been tested positive to wide spreading virus, Corona virus, which has been drilling panick into the hearts of many.
People didn’t see this coming, what is going to happen next?
