Olúwafèyíṣarámi

Those times you feel dead And everything around has little meaning All meanings that had been found has vanished With the new demands placed on my life. I thought this was a new phase Is this part of being reborn? Why did this have to sour up my joy? I'm confused. What's going on? Why now....at this time of so much celebration? He has taken it all Every sense of pride Everything that is me to boast in And what's left? All I have is trust I may not understand it, but I trust That I'm in his hands and the best he yet shall do... Still, my heart questions everything My being shuts down Cold from inside out, I feel numb all over from the hurts And the lingering memory of pain... I feel love yet it's as far away as a dream I dream yet it is full of questions and unfilled gaps I cry yet it is not enuf to wash me clean from it all But somehow, I hope. Oh, I hope....hope for tomorrow. But for today, I just want to be held I want to feel, howeve...

This round world turning around its axis This turn table of life.... Oh, it turns, these cycles... It plays half and half in different directions. In one half is me doing all the dishing out In the other is me at the receiving end. What one gives, one must be near damn ready to take. Yes. What goes around does come around. Basic. Simple. Truth. But am I  ready to be tested with the same I tested another with? Forget that you were just a tool the father used to chastise his son You were a tool cos you can play that role Or why must you be that tool? So you also must learn from your role Yet, suffer the consequences of being the tool. Basic. Simple. Truth. Who was the first to cast the stone? Have you learnt? The table will turn, definitely. .. What would you do if someone throws the stone at you? You gloat over the fact that your friend's girlfriend loves you more... When the table turns and your wife seems to love your best friend more, What would you do t...