Treasures
. . . classic in the modern day
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Page 17 CHRIST IS OUR HOPE When hope realises itself As the hope to the hopeful And still remains hope to the hopeless Then the hopeful will not hope in vain The hopeless too can open to enter Into the opened arms of Hope Men may fail you if you hope in them Your hope they know not they are Carefree they live, though unbiased Those who know, tend to live on ego Showing off, willing to turn your god But Christ is the end to the hopeful The sure Hope to the hopeless At Gethsemane, there in His hands Laid the hope of whole mankind Only His decision will affirm our eternal fate He said Father, not my will but Thine be done! Page 66 LOVE AND NORM Not as many men are incapable of loving As those that are incapable of keeping love “I could love whoever I chose” he thought And live a life of love that I want As it turned out, he found he can only truly love But the unsure truth is being capable of having it Our world preaches ``love as you wish Let it be from your heart, just be sure you're sure Be certain of your choice, just be careful”. That's what the world preaches, as if she cares The world care less! It is a mere façade! The world really wanted you to do what they wanted Wanted you to choose what they preferred You can `choose' as you `like' but here are the rules; Enacted systems, traditions and beliefs It is deeply rooted in culture and societal norms Choose to break it and become an outcast. Once I thought that what really matters Between a man and a woman Is when their hearts touch And not what tradition, belief or custom has to say How wrong I was, how myopic it turned Men really can't choose as they truly wanted to Choices are not left for us to make …. Even as God desire No wonder there are few real men That had walked this terrestrial terrain Few men indeed were true heroes of love that ever lived Martin Luther had a wife but not without pains John Wesley had his and paid strenuously for his choice Only few men had chosen with perhaps minimal influence Often against startling opposition and damning consequences Not infrequently such were nicked renegades Why, because they chose to stand by their choices I can only faintly remember a monarch who relinquished his throne Page 85 LATTER GLORY We can only move forward Looking ahead No matter what the past is The past it was . . . Do not waste precious time Gathering the rubbles from your past Lay a new foundation And invest your left over time To start building anew! If you are lucky enough It may just be enough For you to yet surpass The glory from the past Yet destiny is so distinct It's the harbinger of every instinct The fate of yesterday You no longer can faith `Cause it is now a history And no longer a mystery You can only be a wise Perhaps a savant If you purposefully pause as oft To question yourself Right from the within: How oft can I be wrong? Until it is all wrong But if you venture to ask me Mine would be; As oft as you are willing to forgive yourself Willing to pick whatever is left Of you, for you or both Willing to let go of the past Page 117 MOONLIGHT I, thinking of the starry sky in the night As I was walking through the cool of the day Feeling the gentle blowing cool breeze Oozing into my marrow right from the sea I, feeling the warmth all around me The tender touch reaching my soul I relax in its luxurious lure There, for aeons, I would love to remain I, digging deep into its sandy crispy `shore' While its roaring sound beats my ears From within my heart I look to see Beauty! Beauty!! Spread out before me I, seeing the moon in its full strength Brightly lightening the Northern cloud The creatures of day that ought to be deep in sleep Are also striving, yawning in its radiant beam
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Treasures is a work that attempts to convey its message in an unorthodox manner. Not allowing himself to be limited in any way, the writer has delved into each topic using every contemporary material around him and yet laying out his work in a classic fashion. The writer employed various styles of writing: meter and rhyme. He injected the local materials like neva and even dared to invent words, such as adolicity. Treasures is made more profound by the liberality that it enjoys from the writer. Treasures is rendered in many forms, and each has its uniqueness. Though occasionally secular, it has deeper root in spirituality. Mysteries, adventures, love, endurance, hope, and lots more characterize the work.
About the Author
Victor adeniyi Babalola Ibisola (VABI) is a health professional with vested interests in medical entrepreneurship, medical research, and healthcare management and leadership. He obtained his MBChB from Olabisi Onabanjo University College of Health Science, Sagamu, and postgraduate diploma in management from the Nigerian Defence Academy, Kaduna. He developed interests in writing while he was in secondary school as a member of the press club. Though born into a Christian home, his early life was filled with paganism, and the style and theme of his writing was to be significantly influenced after he gave his life to Jesus Christ. He won the award of the best writer in the preclinical school (2003). He is the MD/CEO of VABI Multipurpose Ventures. He sees himself as a tool in the hands of God and his writings as means of inspiration to his creation. Some of his friends like to call him Shakespeare because of his classic way of writing.