Archive for June, 2013

jollof

If there were no animals
Classify chicken, goats and cats anything other than humans
If there were no vegetables
Classify onions, cucumber and carrots anything other than they are
If there was no water
Classify Coca Cola as not fizzy
Classify Coca Cola as my water
I pray I get all I need from this water

If there were no animals
If there were no vegetables
If there was no water
Know that I had my jollof before
You knew they never existed

Jollof…
Salad…
Chicken…
Fish…
Sweet colourful jollof
Smell of a new day
Smell of a new mood
Smell of everything new

Jollof
I can never seem to have enough
Call me selfish
Call me a foodie
Say I don’t have a balanced diet
And I’ll tell you I have a balanced meal

Whether raw
Whether spiced with tuna
Whether dressed with salad and beef
Whether designed
Whether bare in my plate
I still have my jollof just the way I like it

Simply jollof

Yet this is the best amongst my favorites.

#MizAkweleWrites #MizAkwelePoems

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Why are u expecting the tables to turn if you placed it in
      that position initially? Or you meant to say you didn’t have
      foresight then to tell if it wouldn’t look good in your
      favour today? Ok, let’s just say you didn’t know.
   

      It saddens my heart when I hear those who expect supernatural
      forces to take over everything they do; “I don’t feel too
      good but God will heal me”… Faith is what every Christian
      lives by, but then God wouldn’t do what man would do and man
      can never do what God would do. Why did He make doctors
      anyway? Let the spirit take care of spiritual matters while
      you take care of your body according to God’s values and
      direction. 
   

      I am of the belief that change is practically slow yet
      radically evident when the process is completed. Everyone
      undergoes change at a point in their lives preceded by
      natural occurrences, circumstances and environmental
      influence. Change would never change because one thinks he
      can never change. Change would find you and change you,
      unless you are God. 
   

      When tables turn, the setting of that peculiar environment
      changes. If you need your tables turned, you should equally
      be ready to adjust to change… To a new setting.
   

      So, for those who are eager and expectant to turn their
      tables, change would find you. That’s how it operates. There
      is always a price to pay. Nothing comes free. Nothing has
      ever been free. The economist will say ‘there is no such
      thing as free lunch’. 
   

      Maybe you want your tables to turn because your current
      setting isn’t attractive enough. You should equally be ready
      for change. Obviously, some would love your setting and
      others wouldn’t. But in the end, you wanted it and you took
      that step so you needn’t bother if others think your new
      setting is inappropriate, right?
   

      There is nothing wrong with tables turning to suit your taste
      and preferences. Times change, people change, tastes change
      but its the effect of the change on you primarily that
      matters because at the end of the day, when you stand in
      front of the mirror with your best friend, you look at
      yourself first. 

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I am not worshipping if I stand there and cry. I am not worshipping if I just kneel and bow down my head reminiscing all you’ve done, and all you’ve done for me. I am not worshipping if I am lost for words.

I worship when I talk to you and appreciate all you do. I worship when I pronounce your names out loud in awe of you and talk of your greatness to all of mankind. I worship when I don’t wait for the worship leader to lift that known song before I get into ‘the mood’, because to me, my appreciation and uplifting of your name isn’t dependent on that worship leader. I worship because it should be what I do best; for thats what I was made for.

My worship is my talk. Why is my tongue the most powerful tool? Why can it heal? Why can it kill?

So God, I commit my worship into your hands. I pray you direct me into healing rather than killing. I pray the Holy Spirit empowers me when I am lost for words.
Let my worship be acceptable before you.
Let my life be acceptable before you.
Let my worship live in me as in live in it.

There is so much pain in this world. So much distraction from our identity. But we are not ignorant of the fact that a loss of identity is the loss of self. The loss of self is the loss of existence and recognition. I don’t want to lose my recognition or my identity. I am just a passerby on this earth, and from where I come from, all we do is worship a God whose love we cannot even fathom. A God greater than even the word greatness can cover. A God who’s got the earth as his footstool and heavens as his throne. A God who’s got the whole world in His hand.

My worship is me. If I live to worship, then the moment I cease to worship, there’s something dead in me. I don’t want to feel empty. I don’t want to feel dead whiles alive and aware of such a state.
This is me.
This is you.
This is who you are.
Your worship is your life.
Live in worship.
Live and worship.

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In growing up, I used to be very shy about the gap in between my front teeth. I was very quiet, more or less reserved and smiled without my teeth… Often in pictures too.

I remember sometime back, a really close friend at the time asked if I could seal the gap so I look prettier. Then I thought, what if I wore retainers to seal that gap and my jaw bone and smile change totally? I wouldn’t want to get used to a whole different me-new-look. Naturally, I considered that option whenever I saw others with neatly arranged teeth.

Then it dawned on me, I got two (2) reasons to embrace my teeth. Firstly, I need no toothpick after a powerful meal… Secondly, the gap in between my front teeth makes me talk the way I do… Most importantly, it’s MY UNIQUENESS.

How can I tell God he went wrong with creating me? And oh! I am the one to make it right, huh? Who becomes God now?

Embrace your look and rock it!!!

If you’re dark, light-skinned, mulatto, embrace your natural self whenever you look into the mirror. You are beautiful how you are. If others can’t see it, it’s because you aren’t seeing it too.

When you see that beauty, you see God’s beauty and you make him happy. When you see otherwise, then you’re probably that one person to challenge God’s creation.

You’re beautiful… Yes, especially you.

#MizAkweleSays…