Monday, March 15, 2010

The Fire



You are the oil that keeps my fire burning,
The gas that keeps my engine running,
The engine that keeps my wheels turning,
And the sun that turns my night into morning.


You are the inscription on my heart,
The description of my complete part.
You are the only picture on my mind,
Because I have set it on auto rewind.


You are the button that turns me on,
You empower me like a loaded gun,
You are the reason why I was born,
The reason why my mother bore a son.


You brighten my life like the sun,
Replaced my depression with fun.
You give me a vision of a sweet future,
That makes me want God to delay rapture.


You put a smile on my lovely face,
Stand strong behind me like a brace.
You give my wandering heart a resting place,
With your sweet kiss and warm embrace.


You give me a reason to wanna live,
Coz I see both of us like Adam and Eve,
Who were created specially for each other,
And were made just to love one another.


Whenever I close my eyes it’s you I see,
Even in my dreams, there you’ll still be.
Your love has completely captured me,
And I don’t even want anyone to set me free.


Our souls have been connected,
Our hearts have been united,
The fire has been ignited,
Lighted to burn forevermore.


© DK, March 2010

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Conflicting Reports



My Pastor says practise what you preach,
My father says act what you teach.
But I guess you were not taught that,
Or maybe you just decided to be a brat.
You open your mouth and say something,
Then you turn around & do another thing.
Your words should be in line with your actions,
Instead you keep giving contradicting reactions.
Your behaviour just keeps confusing me,
Because what I hear is not what I see.


You say you are not falling for me,
Yet you can’t go a minute without for calling me.
You insist that I’m definitely not your type,
Yet you can’t go a day without messaging me on Skype.
You told me you can’t become my own,
But late into the night you call my phone.
You say I don’t have a game,
Yet, you can’t stop calling my name.
It’s like you are trying to get my mind screwed up,
Like you are only trying to get my head messed up.


Anytime you see me, your face glows,
You think I don’t know, but it shows.
I know you really want me,
You just don’t want to admit it.
I know you always dream about me,
You don’t just want to believe it.
I know you are in love with me,
You just don’t know how to say it.
I will advise you to stop saying what is not,
And just admit that you like me a lot.


© DK, Feb 2010

Monday, March 1, 2010

Dark Night into Bright Light



Dazed like one hit by a moving train,
Shivering like one drenched in rain,
Trembling like one about to be slain,
Confusion is taking over my brain,
My dreams are drifting away,
My hopes are fading day after day,
My course is leading astray,
My aspirations turning into child’s play,
No good testimony in my mouth to say,
Despite the fact that I always pray.


My heart is crying,
The tears aren’t drying.
My soul is dying,
Degenerating, despite me trying.
My bones are weak,
My blood pressure is at its peak,
My body feels terribly sick,
Not enough energy to speak,
And my vision is going bleak.
Restoration I desperately seek!


Despite how discouraging it feels,
I will lift up my eyes to the hills,
For my help comes from the Lord,
The creator of the whole world.
He will restore my defective soul,
Heal my heart & make me whole.
He shall relive the dream that was once lost.
Therefore, in no one else will I put my trust,
Than the only one who is more than able,
To turn my sadness into gladness,
And turn my dark night into a bright light.


© DK Feb 2010

Monday, February 22, 2010

The New Black Race



( In Celebration of Black History Month)


Yes! I’m black,
But that doesn’t mean I lack.
Don’t judge me by the colour of my skin,
But by the values I possess within.
You may have made my ancestors your slaves,
Used them, beat them up & lock them in caves.


You may have kept their body and soul in captivity,
And made them carry out your dirty activities.
You may have treated them like criminals,
Whipped them with sticks like animals.
You may have utterly crushed their spirit,
And condemned them to defeat.


But now, the new breed has arrived,
You tried to kill the African dream, but it survived.
The long awaited generation is finally here,
A generation that is strong with no fear.
A people showing up to prove their true worth,
Who’s been preparing themselves & now breaking forth.


We might have been accused and jailed,
In the past we might have woefully failed,
But we have come to take our rightful place,
A place that has been deprived our race.
We have come to demonstrate we can stand tall,
From now on, united we stand, never to fall.


We are black doesn’t mean all we do is smoke weed,
Gone are the days when they say we don’t read,
We are now great writers and readers.
We have become role models and leaders.
Once subjugated, but we have bounced back,
We never give up, that’s why we are black.


We are a race of valour,
We are proud of our colour,
We are black, but we are beautiful,
We are strong and we are powerful,
We are a race of rich tradition & culture,
We are the hope & the world’s future.



© DK, Feb 2010

Monday, February 15, 2010

Tribute to the Brave Soldier



I woke up early to say a prayer with dad in the morning,
Never knew that the morning would turn into mourning.
It was still very dark outside, at about six o clock,
When I got what turned out to be a devastating shock.
An unusual incident had just happened in my town,
The mighty and giant tree had just fallen down,
The great fish in the river had drowned,
The happy face was suddenly frowned.
The mighty warrior had been slain.
Leaving all with broken heart and pain.


She battled so brave and strong,
She had held her own in battle for this long.
She thought this would also end with a victory song,
Unfortunately this time around the brave soldier was wrong.
But she was also right because she’s only passed on to glory,
Turning what seemed to be a bad news into a glorious story.
Now grave you tell me, Where is your victory?
Death I boldly ask you now, Where is your sting?
The kingdom soldier has only returned to her king.
Now her duty is no more to fight, but to worship and sing.


Although you are gone, but you will never be forgotten,
Your legacy has already been emphatically written.
Written and stamped on this broken heart of mine,
And now generates a light that makes my life shine.
How I wish you were here to see your little boy’s rise,
I owe it all to you because you paid the price.
Please say hello to the Angels for me,
I thank them for warmly welcoming you.
For me, I’ll keep the legacy until we see,
Eight years without you and I’m still missing you.


© DK, February 2010


In loving memory of my late beloved mother,
Mrs Omolara Aderenle Akintokun-Shittu
(April 19, 1952- February 15, 2002)
May you continue to rest in the bossom of the Lord

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

The Rain of Love



Dark clouds gathering in the sky,
Making the blue sky turn grey,
Tension is starting to go high
What is becoming of this perfect day?
And asking myself the reason why.
Why the clouds have chosen to come today,
In frustration I was beginning to cry,
Hoping the cloud hasn’t come to stay.
I am just gonna go on my bed and lie,
Or better still go on my knees and pray,
Pray that this dark cloud rolls away.
But seems like it has something to say,
I hear it saying it’s about to rain,
And this rain is not of water, but of Love,
So let the rain of love fall on me right now.


Thunder striking so hard,
Lightening striking so bad,
Thunder sounds terrifying,
Lightening looks frightening.
It’s the most horrifying scene,
Unlike anything I’ve ever seen.
My fearful heart heavily pounds,
Each time the great thunder sounds.
My fear increases and my tear abounds,
Each time the lightening comes around.
Terrified, I had to lie down facing the ground,
Stay there until the purpose of this change is found.
Then a voice spoke that there would be a downpour,
But its gonna be a flood of love and not of water.


© DK, November 09

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

You & I



You are a great catch,
Coz you & I are a perfect match.
If I had this known all along,
I wouldn’t have taken this long.


You say that I make you real,
But words can’t explain how you make me feel.
You say that I beautify your life,
But you wait till you become my wife.


You call me your sunshine.
But you are the only idol in my shrine.
You call me your treasure,
But loving you gives me pleasure.


You refer to me as your heart,
But you stole all of my heart.
You are so humble & fine,
I’m proud to call you mine.


Each time you give me that smile,
I fall in love all over again.
If I don’t hear your voice for a while,
I feel like I’m going insane.


You are the mystery that was never hidden,
The question, the answer & the clue.
You are the dream that has always been true,
The hope that had since come through.


You are the sweetest thing life has offered me,
You are the best gift God has given me.
You are all that I have ever wanted,
And everything that I ever needed.


With you and I together,
Nothing else could be better.
You and I in this romantic love,
Has long been ordained from above.


© DK, January 2010

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Kill Me



My heart is filled with fears,
My eyes are filled with tears,
My soul pierced with spears,
My spirit weakens & wears,
My body wears & tears,
Suicidal thoughts my mind bears,
Battered beyond repairs,
Been dying slowly over the years


You kill me like a slow poison,
Destroying me for no reason.
You feed on my system like a virus,
Contaminated my blood like HIV.
You break me up in little pieces,
You treat me like faeces,
You torture me emotionally,
That I run mental occasionally.


You descended upon my heart,
And you totally tore it apart.
You utterly crushed my spirit,
And devoured my flesh like meat.
You pleasurably fed on my soul,
Like a scrumptious meal in a bowl.
You took advantage of my body,
And treat me like I’m nobody.


The gifts you bring me is pain,
Your presence drives me insane.
But, onwards there’s nothing more to gain,
When you come trying to hurt me again.
Coz my feelings have been killed,
And my emotions can’t be healed.
If there is any worse thing you can do,
With all pleasure, go ahead and do.


And if there is nothing more you can do,
Just kill me now!


© DK, December 09

Monday, January 11, 2010

Beautiful Devil



She is so fresh & fair,
With the long brown hair.
She's got super sized hips,
With soft, tender and sexy lips.


In her eyes there is electrifying fire,
Which transmits current like electric wire.
In her heart, there is a big magnet,
That attracted whichever guy she met.


She is like a special pearl,
She’s every guy’s dream girl.
She is beauty’s measuring stick,
And all the boy’s number one pick.


She is the queen diva that rules,
Makes cool guys look like fools.
She is strong and dominating,
Unparallel beauty so intimidating.


She’s the type to take to momma,
A proud one to call your baby mama.
She’s the kind to take to your guys,
To make you a superstar in their eyes.


She turns boys into stalkers,
And turns the girls into haters.
She turns players into lovers,
And straight chicks into lesbians.


Your problem starts with beholding her face,
Coz the picture sticks forever, never to be erased.
It gets stuck in your head, never to be replaced,
Getting her off your mind now requires God’s grace.


She robs & torments simple hearts.
She captures & tortures weak souls.
Her beauty is good but at the same time evil,
That is why I call her a beautiful devil.


© DK, December 09

Monday, January 4, 2010

A Note to My Oppressor


You are a beast,
With a deadly fist.
I am like your prey,
And I have to pray.


Pray that when you launch your next punch,
It won’t take my pathetic life.
That when you swing the next blow,
It won’t take me 6 feet below.


A beat-down is how you say Hi,
Your joy is to give me a black eye.
You find pleasure in my cry,
And love to see me slowly die.


You hit me fierce & hard,
And said I made you mad.
You kick me around like a ball,
Pushed me hard against the wall.


You enjoy treating me bad,
You are happy seeing me sad.
You are the enemy of my soul,
And to destroy me is your goal.


You beat me up blue/black,
But now its time to fight back.
I swear to God!
I’ll fight till the last drop of my blood.


I have had enough,
And now, you tick me off.
I’m not scared of you animal.
You are nothing but a criminal.


You deviously stole my soul,
But now I’ve been made whole,
And everything you have stolen from me,
I’m gonna fight back to take it all back!


© DK, December09

Friday, January 1, 2010

The New Year



It's a New Year,
And this is the voice I Hear,
So loud and Clear,
Saying thou shall not Fear,
For God will not give you more than you can Bear,
Whenever you need someone to Care,
He is always There,
Even though life throws a big challenge like a Spear
Even though you are attacked from the front and the Rear,
Even though your heart skips like a Deer,
Do not Err.

Your God is Near,
By his word he did Swear,
That his glory will no man Share,
He will surely switch the Gear,
And wipe every Tear,
Then people will open their mouth wide and Stare,
Because you will not longer be the person you were,
Take praise as the garment you will wear,
And take God in your heart very close and Dear,
Assuredly Yea,
The new year will bring good news to our Ears.
(Amen)

(c) DK

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

My Life



My Life has been full of ups and downs,
Joy and pain, Smiles and frowns.
One moment, I feel like a king with a crown,
And the next I’m being made to look like a clown.
So many challenges have come my way,
But, I glad I’m still standing here today.


I lost my mother as a teenager,
Leaving me with a lifetime scar.
A motherless children’s world’s newest stranger.
My mother who has been my inspiration thus far.
Never knew I was being taught how to trust God,
Now see what he is making of my Life.


I almost got thrown out of school,
Although everyone thought I was cool.
But to myself, I looked like a fool,
As I was drowning in depression’s pool.
Never knew it was setting me up for something great,
Now I stand here, proud to call myself a graduate.


I have had my hopes dashed,
I almost got my dreams trashed,
I thought my future had been smashed,
My self esteem and confidence had crashed.
Hopelessness, depression, desperation and fear,
I experienced it all, I have been there.


I have been through fire and passed through hell,
What my eyes have seen, my mouth can’t accurately tell.
There were times in my closet I have had to cry,
Times I felt it might be better to just die,
Times I thought I couldn’t take it anymore,
Living with a broken spirit and a heart that was sore.


But through it all,
My God has been faithful.
For Catching my every fall,
I’m forever grateful.
You make me stand confidently tall,
And made my life so beautiful.


© DK, November 09

Monday, December 21, 2009

Reason For Christmas Season



Seated in darkness,
Hopelessness & sadness,
Living with pains,
And bound with chains.
Soul deceitfully stolen,
Heart wounded & broken.
Dreams smashed & shattered.
Hope beaten & battered.


Destroyed beyond recognition,
Desperately needing restoration,
Wanting relief & consolation,
Crying out for salvation,
Hoping to find strength from within,
To save myself from this shackles of sin,
But have no power to set myself free,
Wretched, hopeless & helpless, that’s me.


As I sat there, I began to wonder,
Who could break my chains asunder,
Who can deliver me & give me hope,
Who can heal my heart & make me whole,
Who can rescue me from this stronghold,
Who is powerful enough & who is bold
Who can save me from this condemnation,
That I may escape eternal damnation.


Right there in the darkest hour of the night,
Suddenly shines a glorious bright light,
And in that light comes the king of kings,
With salvation & healing in his wings,
Hell’s gate was broken & my chains busted,
His light overpowered the darkness,
He saved me & gave me power over sin.
So I could have hope & life everlasting.


This is the Reason,
For Christmas Season.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

© DK, December 09

Monday, December 14, 2009

My Pillow




It’s a cold and snowy winter night,
I’m embracing my pillow so tight,
Wishing my pillow was you,
And my imagination was true,
As I twist & turn in my bed,
With the crazy thought in my head,
That my pillow would transform into you,
So I could squeeze you,
Just like I do to my pillow.
That would be a dream come true.


I’m so cold, I need some heat,
No! Don’t get the fire-place lit,
Your body is all I need to get me warm.
You got what I need so give me some.
You can consider me a big teddy bear,
And squeeze me tight without fear,
Let me hug you tight like my pillow,
Feeling both your body’s heat & tenderness,
That’s one special quality about you,
That my pillow will not be able to do.


Now I have your soft tender skin,
In contact with my hard muscular skin,
Your double D cup breast,
Rubbing on my well cut chest.
I don’t ever wanna let you off my sight,
Coz everything seems just perfect & right,
As I hold you to myself close and tight,
Turning a snow night into my dream night.
Then I realized I still had my pillow in my hand,
Damn! Did I just get carried away for a moment?


© DK, December 09

Friday, December 11, 2009

My Nasty Angel



I call her my nasty angel,
Assigned to bug me from hell,
She's different and one of a kind,
Her kind is rare and hard to find.
She's sweet but at times sassy,
She could be nasty as well as classy.
A crazy gurl that is unrepented.
Highly gifted and really talented,
She's got great lyrics,
Spiced with sweet gimmicks.
Her words are strong and very deep,
Carefully chosen and never cheap.
She's raw, rough and tough,
She always seems to have enough.
She is now facebook’s attraction centre,
No one else can stimulate people better.
An African both in the blood and bone,
Rock solid with a heart like stone.


I remember the time we first met,
Never knew how close we would end up to get.
Everything seems just like yesterday,
But now we have come a long way.
We have had our issues, no doubt,
But I'm glad we could work it out.
There is a silver line in every blue sky,
It's better to say the truth that hurts than to lie.
Friends disagree, not to make one another mad,
They do argue, but not to make each other look bad.
We both share something similar,
We both have something familiar.
Our jokes always bring a smile to my face.
I will keep those memories and won't let it erase.
You have a special place in my heart,
Nevertheless, I have to be on the alert,
Because you are also my worst nightmare,
But you know that you will always meet me right there.


Dedicated to NK Junior on her birthday (07/12/2009)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETHEART.
Much Luv!


(c) DK,2009

Monday, November 30, 2009

The Butcher and the Surgeon




The Butcher and the Surgeon has something in common,
And that is the fact that they both cut.
The Butcher cuts to kill,
While the Surgeon cuts to heal.
After cutting up, the Surgeon will bind,
But the Butcher does nothing of that kind.
The Butcher has only his own interest at heart,
While the Surgeon has his patient’s interest at heart.
The Surgeon will show love, care and compassion,
But taking lives is a Butcher’s duty and passion.


Now here is the breakdown of my parable,
Your man is the Butcher, and I’m the Surgeon.
He only cares about what you can bring to his table,
But I genuinely love you with a passion.
He is selfish and doesn’t care about you,
But I am the one who truly loves you.
He loves you like a man would love his chicken,
Because it will eventually end up in a pot in his kitchen.
But I love you like a man loves his own eyes.
So don’t let him bamboozle you with his lies.


Now is the time to make a decision,
Either to choose the Butcher or the Surgeon,
Whether to choose the animal that maltreats you,
Or choose the gentleman that rightly treats you.
Either to keep enduring the torture and pain,
Or start enjoying true love showered like rain.
Now is the chance you have to make him an Ex,
And let him look elsewhere for the money and sex.
The Butcher or the Surgeon,
Which is gonna be your choice?




© DK, November 09

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

All Alone


It is so scary out here,
Total silence everywhere,
The dark clouds are rolling near,
My heart is gripped with fear,
I looked to my front and my rear,
But I found no one there.

Then I realised I was all alone,
And in a world of my own,
My next action is unknown,
Coz I’m in an unfamiliar zone.
I wish someone could call my phone,
And hear the trembling in my tone.

No friends, No family,
I feel really lonely,
This life isn’t just friendly,
It’s not treating me kindly.
Isolated like one in prison,
With no sense of time or season.

My heart is longing for someone,
But so far has found none,
My soul is seeking a trusted one,
But has been able to find no one,
Will this scary chapter ever be done?
Will this dark cloud ever be gone?

The darkness deepens,
The cloud thickens,
Depression threatens,
Leaving me heart-broken.
I don’t wanna be all alone.
I need somebody to survive!


© DK, November 2009

Monday, November 16, 2009

Assistant Boyfriend



Goodness! She is damn too pretty,
The perfect explanation of beauty.
While some’s favourite figure is 1,
She stands as a sexy figure 8,
Making all the other girl hate,
And a topic for the guys to debate.
Making them begin to deliberate,
On how to make their game elevate,
For a chance to take her out on a date.
But they all end up with the same fate,
She told them “sorry it’s too late,
This shawty already has a soul mate.
But if you want you can fall in line and wait,
Perhaps she might one day open up that gate,
But then the wait could be for eternity at this rate.”



Just take a look at her luscious lips,
And don’t you just love those giant hips?
Look at what she carries on her chest,
It looks like the double D sized breast.
She’s got it all in the right places; she’s just too fine,
If I can’t be her man, just let me be her concubine.
We can both enjoy her and not cross the line,
Her man can be the boss; I’ll be his assistant,
He takes off her top, and I’ll take off her pant,
He can be her king, and I’ll be his deputy,
When it comes to pleasing her, we can split the duty.
Now let me make you this genius proposition,
Tell your man I’m an ally and not an opposition
So Instead of waiting an eternity that will never end,
I’ll humbly take the position of an assistant boyfriend.



© DK, November 09

Monday, November 9, 2009

Created to Love You





I gave you everything I had,
Stood by you when the times were hard,
I cheered you up when you were sad,
Protected you like your bodyguard,
I treated you good when life treated you bad,
Because of you I was rude to my dad,
Just to please you, I made my mom mad,
I took you like my special joker and wild card,
You were the only thing I had that made me glad,
But now you wanna relegate me to the backyard?


I wish I knew what I could do to make you not leave,
If I was told you would leave me, I wouldn’t believe.
I sit here wondering what I may have done wrong,
We have been building this since we were very young,
I thought the bond we had was very strong,
I never knew I have been wrong all along.
But what did you ask that I did not do?
What did you request that I denied you?
Are you just gonna leave me and walk away?
Walk away with no explanations to say?


My face may be dry, but my heart shed tears,
Seeing that this is how it ends after many years,
Remembering your promises to always be there,
To always be there for me to care and to share.
You now leave me completely broken and in pain,
I don’t even know if I will ever be able to love again,
Because I already gave all my love to you,
But regardless, I will never stop loving you,
Until you return, I will keep waiting for you,
Because I was created to love you.


© DK, November 2009

Monday, November 2, 2009

Falling In Love




If love is truly overrated,
I would like to confirm it.
If loving someone is a risk,
Then, I would like to take it.
If loving someone brings pain,
Then let me go ahead and feel it.
If loving someone is a losing battle,
Then I am ready to go to war and fight it.
If loving someone is really impossible,
I am willing to go ahead a try it.


If falling in love is a game,
Then I wanna be a player.
If falling in love is a fairy tale,
You better make me a character.
If falling in love is a gamble,
Then I won’t mind being a gambler.
If falling in love is an offence,
Let them start expecting me in jail.
If falling in love is a sin,
Then let it take me to hell.


So many different love views I’ve heard.
Some people say that true love is dead,
But I believe as God lives, Love lives,
For God is love and love is God.
Love is very power and real,
There’s nothing it can not heal.
If you don’t know about it, give it a chance,
It will teach you how to do the happy dance.
Just try to love like you have never been hurt,
And cherish every moment you are in love.


There’s no loss in falling in love,
A good relationship gives you joy,
And a bad one give you experience.
The bible says there’s no fear in love,
For perfect love casts out all fears.
Your previous trial might have ended in tears,
But it always feels better to be in love, than not to.
There’s someone out there who needs your love to survive.
Beautify someone’s life while you are still alive,
For Love is a beautiful thing.


© DK… October 2009