I contemplate why you came into my life.
Is there a reason!
Why do I feel a relevance
Why do you remind me of me
What purpose do you hold
Why do I want you to have one
Are you a ray of hope
Or Is this a hoax
......
I once wrote a song I could but not finish…
Whoever finishes the songs of life?
But tell me, how? when each end begins with a new life lease?
I once met a man who paints only in shades and tints
Whoever applauds the silver greyness of the cloudless skies?
But tell me, whoever shuts out the radiance of the rainbow colours?
Ijangbon boldly pushes Odumare’s last limits, but as…
We know insanity remains the smallest room in the castle of audacity
......
What people call reason
is usually nothing more than a weapon
they wield to justify their prejudices.
I have seen otherwise kind people
cut a friend to ribbons with cold logic
and then smile at the carnage,
forgetting that pride is one of the
seven deadly sins.
But meaningful thought requires much more:
......
What would have been
If human beings had taken birth once
And never died?
I say, it could have happened-
Perhaps, the God might have not made us know
The mystery of creation.
What would have been
If human beings had lived rest of life
Eating once in life?
......
I contemplate why you came into my life.
Is there a reason!
Why do I feel a relevance
Why do you remind me of me
What purpose do you hold
Why do I want you to have one
Are you a ray of hope
Or Is this a hoax
......
What would have been
If human beings had taken birth once
And never died?
I say, it could have happened-
Perhaps, the God might have not made us know
The mystery of creation.
What would have been
If human beings had lived rest of life
Eating once in life?
......
What people call reason
is usually nothing more than a weapon
they wield to justify their prejudices.
I have seen otherwise kind people
cut a friend to ribbons with cold logic
and then smile at the carnage,
forgetting that pride is one of the
seven deadly sins.
But meaningful thought requires much more:
......
I once wrote a song I could but not finish…
Whoever finishes the songs of life?
But tell me, how? when each end begins with a new life lease?
I once met a man who paints only in shades and tints
Whoever applauds the silver greyness of the cloudless skies?
But tell me, whoever shuts out the radiance of the rainbow colours?
Ijangbon boldly pushes Odumare’s last limits, but as…
We know insanity remains the smallest room in the castle of audacity
......