Monday, 17 April 2017

DATE OF BIRTH

To he who falsifies you, falsifies not you but his existence. He has doubted his birth. His mother never conceived him nine months earlier.
The labour pains and cries were not heard that night of birth. God had not helped in bringing him forth from his mother's womb. There had only been a comic representation of his genesis in that Birth Certificate. He has lied to the world that he was not born that day. His life had been a falasy all along. He has denied his age and annual achievement.
For what? A cheap position or attainment? At the expense of eternal life? Since his temporary pilgrimage on earth is false, eternal abode is a non-existent for him.
Once more, what has he done?
If educated, he has denied the class lessons and lectures his teachers had given him on some particular dates. The engagements, stress and activities of some days had never been.
If parents allow this, then they have proven what ingrates they are to God for safe delivery on that night of birth. They have also denied God's blessings. Then they are false. For false begets false, and counterfeit, counterfeit.

Sunday, 11 May 2014

This is IT

'This is it!' said Michael Jackson. But a question is 'What is it?' Using that maxim, I will say, 'This is it.' Where we need to look up to the eternal and store up our treasures and longings. It is it, where we need to stop looking at the passing beauty of the 'NOW'. This is it where nothing lasts and light and darkness engage in a shift. This is it, a place of change. It is a 'somewhere' in which a daily mix of joy and sorrow lives. This is it. Where? What? Why is this it? It is it because we need not rest on our oars for too long to avoid the anger from oceanic current. We are in it but not of it. We are here for it but not with it. And we won't be here in it because we belong not in it. For our return shall be against it. 'IT' is man, no, men. 'IT' is terrestrial, physical, carnal and evilly spiritual. This is IT, 'earth', world, oh the universe. Of course, this is IT, Worldliness. IT is this, our exams hall and departure venue.

Tuesday, 1 April 2014

My thoughts

I believe Langston Hughes' 'Negro Speaks of a River' is a historical poem. Not an epic now. But 'I Hear America Sing' deals with the contemporary American issue such as the American Dream. The liveliness that comes with a free society.

Sunday, 16 September 2012