Facing My Nemesis

Oh No! There she comes again,
Bringing with her my misery & pain.
I better run before she drives me insane,
If she gets me, she will shorten wires in my brain,
She’ll perforate my little confidence & make it drain,
Then stick around to torment like a stubborn stain.
I guess should handle this as a man & not complain,
She shouldn’t always chase me in like a heavy rain,
But how & to whom would I be able to explain,
That a skinny girl knocks me down like a train?


Now I gotta get my body & soul together,
I gotta handle this shit a whole lot better,
Remembering the words of my sweet mother,
“Face your fears & be a winner, not a quitter”,
But what does mama know about a brother,
And how it feels seeing sexy eyes that glitter,
Altering his brain box: Putting it out of order?
I have to get it together & boldly step up to her,
Warn her intensely to stop being a heart-eater,
Before she would be held responsible for murder.


Dang! I think I have already had enough,
Now it’s time to man up & be tough!
Clears throat… It’s practise not a cough,
I hope my practised deep voice pays off.
I’m just gonna wait for her here in the sun,
I hope I won’t regret this after all is said & done,
I shouldn’t! I thought about this for over a week,
As she’s stepping closer & closer I’m getting weak,
Now I’m shivering in the sun, I think I’m sick.
I guess I’ll just do this on another day.


© DK, June 2011

My Best Friend & I

Unmerited favour,
Giving rest from labour.
Lifting the weak & lowly,
Transporting him to glory,
This is my story…


Forgotten & totally lost,
He located & found me out.
He came to saved me at no cost,
Saying the price had been paid,
Paid for in some life for life trade.


So a king’s life instantly became mine,
And my old life was taken away & buried.
All of a sudden my life became so fine,
That Beauty & I eventually got married,
With Favour & Glory also joining in to dine.


He gradually became my true & best friend,
And I get better with every moment we spend.
For me, it’s no more pains: No more struggles,
Because at points where another fails & fumbles,
He comfortably carries me over on his shoulder.


I asked & he told him his name was Grace!
I knelt to say thank you, as I referentially lowered my face,
Then he said it wasn’t him, who deserved the praise,
Coz it was his assigned duty to help me in my race,
And to take me to the Master’s intended place.


I asked him if he would leave me, if I messed up,
He said there is more than enough of him to clean it up.
I asked if he would do the same for my family & friends,
And he said it would be his pleasure to be there for them,
But they should turn to the master to send him to them.


© DK, June 2011

Trust Me

I am not the Almighty God,
But I want you to believe in me.
I may not share your family blood,
Yet, you can always to count on me.
I’m no gold-digger; I’m not a fraud,
All I need is for you to trust me.


You can relax & close your eyes,
Let go & have a sweet, sweet nap.
Bam! The next thing you will realize…
You are in a world not on any map,
You are in Wonderland: A paradise,
As your pillow remains my comfy lap.


Hey! Take cushioning on my chest,
As I carry you in my strong arms.
Forget all your worries & just rest,
For in my arms, there’s no harm.
Just like you did to your mom as a baby,
Would you just trust me?


OK! If you choose to walk, it’s alright.
Then I’ll walk with you day & night.
I’ll hold your hand & lead the way,
Guide you through, so you won’t stray.
Here is my hand, what do you say?
By now, you should trust me anyway.


See… I can spice up your world,
I can even take you out of this world.
I can, and will show you how to fly,
Teach you how to soar above the sky.
I can make the paradise dream come true,
Only if you would just trust me!


Do you trust me?

© DK, March 2011

Heart Terrorist

High intensity; High-Octane,
It’s electrifying, so insane.
Like the world’s craziest rock band,
I mean the best of the best in the land,
Passing currents as the guitar clicks,
Performing magic with drum sticks.
High tempo sounds; High energy,
Music synchronizing in synergy,
Turning my calm world all over,
Giving me the crazy Rock fever.

On and on like a long distance runner,
Can’t stop, can’t hold back for a second,
But yet getting weaker by the second,
Trying to win it all and not be second.
Heartbeat rate rapidly increasing,
The stamina gradually decreasing.
Both eyes fixed on the goal ahead,
Both legs rebelling against the head,
And the heart isn’t cooperating either,
Can’t wait for the long race to be over.

As electrifying as that crazy Rock band,
That’s how you constantly blow my mind.
Like a runner… Boom! Boom!! Boom!!!
That’s how fast my heart constantly beats.
Shhhhhh!... Now hear how my body heats.
Tick! Tick!! Tick!!! That’s the countdown,
Before my heart explodes & crashes down.
But hey trust me; it’s only a matter of time,
Before you get arrested for a terrible crime,
A crime called heart terrorism…

Because you are a HEART TERRORIST!


© DK, March 2011

After Nine Years

How fast time flies right before one's eyes,
It's already being nine years to my surprise.
Nine years of living my life without you,
Nine years of living memories about you.


Here I stand staring at your photograph,
Just like the celebrity I wish to get her autograph.
But an autograph is nothing compared to my dream,
And my dear wish that I could see you once again.


Some say I should have gotten over it after nine years,
That I should have been done with the pain & tears.
But how can a hungry man be happy if he's not fed?
How can a longing soul be glad unless it's been satisfied?


My heart hasn't stopped outpouring fountain of your love,
Even though you've been away; somewhere up above.
My body & soul just wonders what it feels like again,
To be wrapped around you in a nice, warm embrace.


I must confess that I'm envious of the Angels right now,
Coz for the past nine years, they've been enjoying you,
But then, I remembered that I had you for about eighteen,
Therefore, I have had double the grace they currently do.


Who would forget your beautiful, soft and thin voice?
I'm sure it harmonies with that of the Angels in Heaven.
After carefully thinking I say... "Why shouldn't I rejoice,
When I have someone watching over me from Heaven?


As you look down right now, I hope you are proud of me,
I hope your heart rejoices in the courageous son you see,
That your little boy is becoming the man you wanted him to be.
Oh what a joy it would be to know that you don't disagree.


Nine years could be seen as a long or short while,
But it's long enough for me to miss your lovely smile.
Regardless of all, I'm happy to say that after year #9,
I'm still going on stronger and I'm doing perfectly fine.


© DK, December 2010



In loving memory of my late beloved mother,
Omolara Aderenle Akintokun-Shittu
(April 19 1952 - Feb. 15, 2002)
May She continue to rest in the bosom of the Lord.



I LOVE AND MISS YOU LOADS!!!

You Said

I remember when you said to me,
That in your arms is where I should be,
That I’m safe right there in those big arms.
Though the enemy attacks with fierce arms,
And builds up deadly devices to hurt & harm,
I’d always be protected in the center of your palm.



You said I should wipe away my tears,
That the silent cries of my heart you hear.
You said you see, you know & you care,
That in my sorrow & pain you also share.
You told me to cast upon you my burdens & fears,
And take on me the easy & light one you bare.



You said the scary giant I saw, I will see no more,
That you can do it again just like you did before.
You said you would turn my tears into laughter,
And my tests will become testimonies right after.
You said I should be strong & keep my head up high,
Looking beyond the hills, the mountains & the sky.



You said my Lebanon will become a fruitful field,
That you will be the strength of my heart & my shield.
You said my fruitful field will then become a thick forest,
And as long as I stayed with you my soul will find rest.
You said since I trusted in you, I wouldn’t be put to shame,
For shame isn’t the portion of those who trust in your name.



You said you were working it out, although I couldn’t see it,
I thought... how can I believe you are, when I can not see it?
Then you said, blessed are those that haven’t seen but believed,
That it’s because of unbelief, the ancient men never received.
Therefore, I decided to trust & now that I think about it,
You have brought to pass every little thing YOU SAID.



© DK, January 2011

Silence

They say silence is the best answer for a fool,
But it also often make one look like the fool.
Be swift to hear but be slow to speak,
Do that! And you would be termed weak.


My silence could be my weakness,
But my silence is also my strength.
It’s a deadly weapon in my closet,
And a vital tool in my back pocket.


When I’m silent, no one knows my mind,
No one can tell what I’m thinking about.
My intentions no one will be able to find,
And my deep secrets none would figure out.


Whosoever keepeth his own tongue is wise,
But saying the right words is twice as nice.
That is why I filter out my thoughts nicely,
So I could open my mouth and talk wisely.


My words mean so much to me,
That’s why I carefully choose them.
Each & every time I open up my mouth,
I make sure what comes out is wisdom.


Words said is like broken a broken egg,
It can’t be picked up and put together.
Apologies can’t take it back when you beg,
It has gone forth, never to return forever.


Actions they say speak louder than words,
So I invest in my actions and save my words.
I raise my actions pitch over that of my voice,
Because loud voices often comes out as noise.


Many words don’t make one justified,
So I say words that make others edified.
I’m silent doesn’t mean that I’m clueless,
It’s certainly not a sign of my weakness.


I might be quiet, but definitely not slow,
I might be silent, but obviously not dumb.
My silence is my secret you’ve always wanted know,
My silence is what makes me explode like a bomb.


© DK, December 2010

Myself versus Love

I hate being alone,
But, I love my personal space.
I don’t like answering my phone,
Yet, loneliness is written on my face.
I like to be me & do things on my own,
And still, I don’t wanna be all alone.


My laptop is my companion,
TV has become my best friend,
Coz it stays quiet until I turn it on,
And stops when I want the talking to end.
I simply get to control it & take dominion,
With no apologies: No hard feelings.


This is the major issue with me:
I want to be happy, but also be free.
Routines end up getting to bore me,
Coz I’m as random as I could ever be.
I like to explore the new things I see,
Spontaneous; not a freak, that’s me.


I wanna know how it feels to be in love,
But I just don’t know if I can sacrifice.
I wanna sell my heart in the name of love,
But I’m not sure if anyone can pay the price.
I wanna be myself & I also wanna be in love,
But it seems impossible, that’s why my heart cries.


It is like being hungry & full, all at once.
Like crying & laughing at the same time.
A part of me tells me I want somebody,
But the other part of me says I need nobody,
Coz my happiness shouldn’t depend on anybody,
And now, I don’t know what I want anymore.


© DK, Nov 2010

Like a Chameleon

There is nothing I see now that won’t vanish,
Nothing I eat that won’t finish.
All the problems I have today,
Will one day surely pass away.
The pain I’m presently going through,
And the cut I got from the spear life threw,
Are definitely not going to last forever,
It won’t keep flowing like a river.
I know it sure has an expiry date,
That will usher in a change in fate.



They say every good thing comes to an end,
That’s why I cherish every good time I spend.
Seeing how a day ends up becoming a night,
And how darkness takes over from sunlight.
Not that the moon overcame the sun in a fight,
It’s just that each of them has its own time.
Everything in this imperfect world changes,
Just like the sun & moon agreeably exchanges.
Teaching that nothing in this life is permanent,
And that change in this present life is imminent.



Times & seasons do change,
And people also change with time.
Feelings & emotions do change,
But he makes all beautiful in his time.
Each day comes with a great challenge,
Wondering what will be the next to change.
That is probably why the earth is spherical,
So it can easily roll around which ever way.
Therefore, never trust a very good day,
For it could change like a Chameleon.


© DK, October 2010

Beauty to Beast

They said she was once like Jesus,
That she was gentle, meek and mild.
But now she's a terror to all of us,
As she’s gone extremely wild.
Getting her to talk then was by force,
What has happened to that quiet child?




Suddenly she has become a wild beast,
Like a ferocious beast from the east.
She uses human hearts for a feast,
Devours them from the greatest to the least,
And uses all their tears for her drink,
With pleasure like a boy skating on a rink.




There is intensity in her eyes,
That no one could behold.
Fire comes out of her mouth,
A fire that scares even the bold.
In her presence, even the soldier trembles,
As the steel in his heart utterly crumbles.




Like a remote, she controls men,
Make them shiver like they caught a cold.
Approaching her is like walking into a lion’s den,
They shake like babies although they are old.
She dominates with a tender but yet strong fist,
Her intimidating beauty turned her into a beast.




But as for me, I’m a different kind of man,
I tame the so called beast because I can!
She isn’t a beast to me: she’s a Beauty.
She’s my soft spoken Angel, so pretty.
But if you come too close to my Beauty,
I’ll make my Beauty turn into a beast.




© DK, October 2010

I am a Student

I am a student,
And life is my classroom.
My experiences are my teachers,
And my friends are my classmates.
My mind is the blackboard,
My heart is my note book.
The word is my text book,
And my prayer is my ruler.
My mistakes are my sharpeners,
And my good deeds are my pencils.
The skin I have on me is my uniform,
My challenges are my examinations,
My failures are my home work,
My successes are my promotions,
And God is the able school principal.





As long as I remain in this mortal flesh,
And breathe this nasty air some call fresh,
I will! Yes, I will always remain a student,
For my skin is the uniform that qualifies me.
So as long as I live, I’ll open myself up to learn,
Just like I did as a little boy in that classroom.
I’m seated, focused with my notebook & pen,
That I might have the best of grades to earn,
Knowing that failure to learn ends in doom.
Just like my long 30cm ruler back in the day,
My prayers straighten up my life’s pathway.
My experiences & mistakes makes me wiser,
And their corrections make my life even nicer.
Therefore, I will keep working tirelessly hard,
Like the good student I have been called to be.





© DK, October 2010

Why Why Why?

Father can you still hear me?
Are you there, can you still see?
For months I have been praying,
Yet nothing has been happening.
If only I have faith & believe,
You said I will ask & receive.
Is that a lie, I’m I being deceived?
Coz I have asked & have not received.
I thought you said you could do all things,
Why haven’t you done mine, is it my sins?
I cried to you mornings, afternoons & nights,
Can’t you see my tears from heaven’s heights?
Sorrow has become the meal I eat every day,
Tears have turned into the water I drink daily.
Why don’t you answer my prayers… why?



Child, it hurts me to see you cry,
I hear your voice over & over again,
In agony asking me, why… why… why?
Why I have left you with so much pain,
And doubting if my word is true or a lie.
But listen child; here is the truth of it all,
I’m not deaf, I hear you every time you call,
And I always speak to you right there,
But you are far too impatient to hear,
And listen to what I had to say to you.
How can I take control of your situation,
When you have refused to give me the space to?
Now all you need to do is to trust me & let go.
Just step aside & stay out of my way,
Then stand still to see my salvation this day.



© DK, September 2010

Back Home

Just like the prodigal son that walked away,
And returned to his father empty.
I am returning to you again today,
As one who is remorseful and guilty.
Knowing I have nothing justifiable to say,
As I kneel before you broken, filthy and dirty.
I heard your voice telling to come back,
I refused then, but now I’m back, coz I lack.
I realize that without you I have no hope,
That is why I have come back home.



Just like that lost sheep,
I wandered away from your tender care,
To be lashed by life with a long whip,
In a wilderness of wild animals and scare.
I regretted ever walking away from you,
And I longed to find my way back to you.
I craved to return to my former place,
Where I once felt your love and embrace.
Right there and then, I heard that your lovely voice.
You found me and brought me back home to rejoice.



I am now a new and transformed person.
I have returned and learnt my lesson.
Therefore, I vow that now that I’m here,
Never again will I be going anywhere.
I am a testimony of one once gone astray,
But Thank God, I’m now back home to stay.
I am the story of one who was once lost,
But glory be to God that I have been found.
After been away from home for so long,
I’m so glad to be back home, where I belong.



© DK, September 2010.

My Twin

Even if I fall a seventh time,
Like the previous six, I’d still rise,
For I believe my falling isn’t a crime,
But I choose to see it as a little price,
A small price of the value of a dime,
And an opportunity creating sacrifice.
For as long as I don’t stay down but rise,
I know that I’d see success with my eyes.
Although the road is rough and tough,
Discouragement will never be enough,
To stop me from getting to my dream,
Even if it means me going the extreme.
I have no fear; I will surely get there,
The vision is clear, the destination is near.
There is no stopping me right now,
This is not mere words, it’s a vow.


NO! I will never give up,
I said NO! I will not even stop,
Until I make may way to the very top,
I prepared myself before now so I won’t flop,
As I move bravely on my way success-bound,
And step boldly, matching up to a higher ground,
As a soldier hoping to return with a victory sound.
I am determined and I set my eyes on the goal,
Even if to get there, I’d have to walk on hot coal,
I’d do it, not thinking about the hurting pain,
But instead, I’d be focused on the priceless gain.
Excelling in life is what is constantly on my mind,
And a man without vision is who they call blind.
Success and I, Put the walls of Jericho in-between,
I will still scale it over, just to reunite with my twin,
For my twin’s name is… S U C C E S S!


© DK, September 2010

Jealous Lover

Got my mouth opened wide,
I can’t believe she had lied,
The one I chose to be my bride.
My heart broke and I quietly cried,
As I saw them seated side by side.
My emotions failed, even as much as I tried,
But the redness of my eyes I could not hide,
Although I had already gotten the tears dried.
How I’m I sure she isn’t taking me for a ride?
And how I’m I supposed to let this slide?



Look at them having so much fun,
Under the nice shade while it’s yet sunny,
I’m hiding here spying; getting burnt in the sun,
And watching them laugh together; this ain’t funny!
What in the world could they have been talking about?
I thought she said he was an old friend taking her out?
I’m gonna be right here waiting until they are done,
I seriously would have shot this criminal if I had gun.
I’m so upset; I can’t just wait for her to return,
And explain what that crook has been saying to Her.



I agree I’m a jealous lover, but It’s because I love her.
That’s why I won’t allow any other guy near her.
Who knows what the dude has on his corrupt mind,
Yet my Baby insists that he is innocent and kind.
Are you kidding me? “Innocent and Kind” my foot!
I’d take care of this once and for all from its root.
Look at his eyes; I think he loves my girl,
Hear the way he talks to her; can’t you tell?
Don’t come near my girl again if you love your mother,
Coz you don’t wanna mess with a jealous lover.



© DK, August 2010.

Victorious Living

I am a city set on a hill,
That can’t be concealed.
My prayers have been sealed,
My hungry heart has been filled,
And my fingers have been skilled.
Prophesies in my life are being fulfilled,
And now, I have become so relevant,
Making big impacts like an elephant.
I have been called and appointed,
With oil, my head has been anointed.
I’m an eternal Excellency to nations,
And the joy of many generations.
I am the light of the world,
Not my words, but so says the Word.
Right now, I am living a victorious life!



Lines have fallen for me in pleasant places,
Favour and I hang out on a daily basis.
Goodness and mercy continually follow me,
Sickness and pain defeated below me.
Of a truth, I’m abundantly blessed,
With glory and honour I’ve been dressed.
Smiles have taken over my lovely face,
And I’m blossoming in extravagant grace.
No more worries, No more tears,
No more pressure, No more fears.
Every single day of my life,
I find peace and not strife.
Blessed going out and coming in,
Blessing in the night and the morning.
This is what I call victorious living!


© DK, August 2010

A Note to My Friend

You are my friend,
I cherish every time we spend.
Those times you made me smile,
When I would have been crying,
The times you went the extra mile,
To help me while I was secretly dying.
You were there when times were hard,
You stood behind me like my body guard,
And you’re constantly making sure I’m well.
Beyond a friend, You’re my guardian Angel.



You are my friend,
Thanks for the hand you always lend.
In helping me carry my heavy load,
As I tread the hard and lonely road.
You have been my lean-on shoulder,
And an amazing happiness key holder.
Although, at times we disagree and argue,
But I’ll admit that I can’t do without you.
Without you, every other thing seem odd,
You’re more than a friend, You’re my blood.



You are my friend,
I pray our friendship will never end.
Our paths have been divinely interwoven,
Joined together by God himself from Heaven.
Our feet have been set on the same course,
And together we walk in the strength of a horse,
To help each other get to the destination alive.
We have come far, but I still need you to survive.
You are the friend that is closer than a brother,
Please stay with me and be my best friend forever.



© DK, August 2010

Riddle

I flow endlessly like a river,
Raise temperatures like a fever.
With ease, I break down the strong,
And prove the so called smart wrong.
I confuse both the simple & the wise.
I catch the stone hearted by surprise.
I can make a full grown man cry,
And I can also wipe his tears dry.
I can’t be curbed nor confined,
And I’m difficult to be defined.


I set hearts up on a blazing fire,
Charge bodies like electric wire.
Like a shinning star, I glow,
I can’t hide it, I make it show,
Just like light does to darkness,
I displace loneliness & sadness.
I bring smiles to sad faces,
Smiles none other displaces.
I unsettle hearts like a storm,
And make a cold heart warm.


I am the craving a woman has within,
The feeling she always prays will never end.
I always get to find my way in,
In ways no man can comprehend.
I can’t be controlled by strength,
Can’t be measured in breath & length.
I have no limits, no boundaries,
I keep on going until… infinity.
I remain unexplainable till eternity.
What would you say I am?


© DK, June 2010

Battle in My Mind

Dang! Is that an Angel or human I see?
Question on my mind is “Who is She?”
And how wonderful it would be,
If I talk to her and she doesn’t disagree,
To go on a date with me over coffee or tea,
Without thinking “Who the heck is he?”
And doing something to embarrass me.
Maybe she will listen to my plea,
If I told her I’ll do it on my knee.
All for her just to agree.


Oh Snap! She’s walking away.
No guarantee I’ll see her another day,
I’ve got to do something about it today,
So I don’t make the same mistake as yesterday.
Just look at the way the Angel walks,
Aww… I’m definitely gonna have to stalk,
I can’t seem to take my eyes off her booty,
Especially with the way she’s rolling it 360.
That backside has got me hooked, I can’t lie,
Can’t get it off my mind no matter how hard I try.


NO! This time I won’t be a coward,
But then I don’t wanna appear too forward.
My chance decreases with each step she takes,
My hope diminishes with each move she makes,
My heart pops each time that booty shakes.
I know I won’t forgive myself if I let her go,
But how do I make my confidence to grow,
So I could walk up to her and let her know?
I approached her confidently & she turned around,
All of a sudden I became dumb.


© DK, July 2010

Where Were You?

Where were you, when I was alone in the wilderness,
When I learned obedience by the things I suffered?
Where were you, while I was standing in darkness,
Developing my sight sense when no light was offered?
Where were you, when I was lost in the midst of the sea,
When the sky was foggy & my destination I couldn’t see?
Where were you, while I was picking stones to keep myself busy,
And cooking them, hoping that one day, they’ll turn soft & easy?
Where were you, while I was on my knees crawling,
Building my bones strong that one day I’d be running?
Where were you while I was hungry and had no food,
When I had to cover myself with leaves, so I’d not be nude?
Where were you, when I was very close to being defeated,
And was crying for help in fighting the battle of the fittest?
Where were you when I was failing despite my best effort,
When I was totally broken and crying with no comfort?
Can I please get an answer, Where were you?



When I was pouring water ahead, you weren’t around,
Now you wonder how I get to step on a cool ground.
While I was cooking the yam in the pot, you didn’t hear,
Now pounding for a nice meal, you ask “what’s happening here?”
When I was burnt out & depressed, you weren’t there,
Now that I’m strong & independent, you suddenly care.
You weren’t there when life seemed to me like a mystery,
Now you wanna put me through after it’s become history.
You weren’t there when the battle was fierce and heated,
Now you teach strategies after the enemy has been defeated.
You weren’t there when I fainted and needed to be revived,
Now you bring me water, long after I have already survived.
You never knew what it took to write this victory story,
Yet you feel you should be the one to take all the glory.
But the truth of the matter is that I actually wasn’t alone,
Because my God was right there with me all along.
While God was here working, where were you?



© DK, July 2010