Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.

Long down the street of time,

At my formative stage of mind,

There I perceived the gruesome side of life,

In fear I cringed at every sight.

For the action of my shadow I fear,

As it follows every step I took, I cringed,

Never has it occured to me that it’s me,

Under the eyes of light as image falls,

Fear was that terror that terrified me.

My imagination becomes so real,

Even when things imagined are so unreal,

At a sound, heart pounds as quaking rock,

As the mind perceive an imaginary horror,

Never did I agree to be alone in a room,

Never would I wish to walk alone on street,

So fearful was I for unharmed and unseen,

Fear was indeed my childhood dictator.

As I began to grow in with life experience,

I realize the exaggerative power of fear,

Then the battle began between fear and I,

It was a battle of the mind and

the unrealistic factors of fear,

It took a courageous effort to put

my fear to perpetual rest.

Lessons for the benefit of my esteem readers:

Fear is an expression of anxiety for the

unseen and the unknown which ends up

to be unreal in most cases.

It is a state of an emotional imbalance,

Which magnifies an object or a situation

and make it looks so terrifying, even when

It is harmless in the real sense of it.

Fear keeps us at the corridor of indulgence,

Even when actions are supposed to be

Taking, and in most times, fear causes us

To take unnecessary actions in life.

Fear is destructive, fear belittles and

Fear subjugate it’s prey to nothing.

Fear brings depression,

Depression nurses high blood pressure,

High blood pressure is the nextdoor

Neighbor to death.

Fear is of course an expression of

Superfluidity of nothingness.

FEAR was defined by an author as:

False Experience Appearing Real,

Fear magnifies falsehood to make us

Impotent, defenseless and inactive.

The antidote against fear is a conscious

Proactive courage.

FIGHT CONSCIOUSLY AGAINST fear.

What are your favorite types of foods?

By the bank of Nile stood I,

Beckoning at friends from other clan to come,

As I walk you through the dining tables of my kinsmen,

To bite the sumptuous meal by the mouth of Niger,

Cowpea that some renamed as beans is my belly’s friend,

My kinsmen and I called it “Ewa” in our prestigious Yoruba language,

A common food among the lower economic class of Nigeria,

I like Ewa (cowpea) and other meals made of it,

Akara and moimoi (beans cake in different forms) are varieties of Ewa preparation,

The former is fried and the later is cooked.

Another food on my kinsmen table is “Gari”

It is the most common staple food in the southern Nigeria,

It as no class, it resides both with the rich and the poor in Nigeria,

It is a fried cassava flour,

I enjoy taking it with suger and chilled water,

Especially in the hot afternoon,

It romances my intestines and provides,

Enough complex sugar for my body system,

Mind you, I can also combine Ewa and Gari together as meal.

Another one is Ogi (Pap),

It is made from either corn (maize) or guinea corn.

It has the nomenclature of yogurt, but it is not yogurt,

It is better to take it very hot or very chill,

It is of course my favorite meal for breakfast.

There are numerous sumptuous meals,

Among my kinsmen,

But the few I have described are my favorites,

I love to eat them not because they are very cheap to buy,

It is because they are actually my favorites from childhood,

Though cheaper than host of other meal.

Thanks for visiting my kinsmen dining table,

You can now go back to your various countries.

Thanks so much.

How often do you walk or run?

Only the lame and the impotent are exempted from walking in my world,

Not that our environment is impermissive for their steps on our street,

But their condition constraints them to a spot unlike others,

Walking daily over long distance is a means of survival,

We walk to work and run when occasion calls for it,

Less than thirty percent could afford a daily T-fare to work in my world,

The only cheap common option is to ride on the two-wheel “legedis benz” freely given to everyone from birth,

But everyone walks,

From the leaving room to the balcony, from the kitchen to the dinning, from the backyard to the garage,

Both the rich and the poor walk.

The rich are too scare of accumulated fat this days,

Early they rise to run over kilometers,

Not for their love for sport, but for their health to be sustained,

But for the less privileged, we walk and run at all time to keep our pockets occupied,

I walk a long distance daily to survive the politically inflicted hardship in my country.

Do you see yourself as a leader?

A position coveted by two-thirds of the global populace,

So attractive in some quarters that men kill men to attain it,

Uncountable compromises of sedition, blackmail are put forward,

To pull down any possible opponent to the throne of leadership,

Sane minds that possess the attributes to lead are scared off the line,

Only wolves in sheep clothes occupy our thrones,

Little wander our world of leadership is tagged with despicable acts,

That no mouth can tell and no mind can comprehend.

Africa is the worst case scenario,

Where leadership positions are occupied by men of questionable characters,

Yet the incorrigible followers sing hosanna after them,

Leaders without foresights,

Leaders without human heart,

Leaders without clue to progressive adventurism on the internal scale,

Leaders that are stinkingly rich in gold but the street of their followers stinks like shithole.

Leaders of this dispensation have long neglected their calling if they were really called to it.

It is for sane minds,

It is for selfless men,

It is for forerunners,

It is for risk bearers,

It is for servanthood,

It is for the meek and the lowly,

It is for the committed,

It is for the honest,

Not for every Tom, Dick and Harry for self projection and aggrandisement,

Our world needs good and conscientious leaders in all human spheres.

I consider the position of leadership sacred,

No matter how small it appears,

To preside over other people action and activities, is as good as presiding over their fates,

I don’t see myself as a leader,

I only consider myself as a learning servant of events and time,

Whose leadership era is determined

By the ability to appropriate the lessons of life.

Our world needs genuine leaders,

Are you one of them?

What’s your favorite word?

It breaks the hardest and smoothens the roughest,

It brightens the darkest and fortifies the simplest,

It rides on the horses of emotion and alights at the terminal of empathy,

It is the foundation of our world and the keeper of our homes.

It occupies the soft spot of hardest man,

It is the sustaining oil that keeps our lamp burning,

It is the only weapon that put hatred to perpetual sleep,

It is the desire of all men.

Too precious for gold to acquire,

Very scarce to come by in the palace,

Not a function of riches and wealth,

It choose to reside in a common hurt where sincerity lives.

It is without prejudice,

Neither does it dwells in the castle of reservation,

It has no preference for a colour or race,

It sees all as equal and treat all as same,

It handcuffs conflicts and put war to death,

It is the most beautiful jewel that all hearts desire,

It presence exhumed comeliness in a community battered by hatred,

It is the solution to human confusion,

In it lies a world of peace, serenity and hope,

It expression at the corridor of genuineness heal the broken heart,

LOVE is always true, peaceful, sincere and kind,

It is steadfast, unmovable and always abounding,

It has no fake or falsehood,

It is distinctively different from lust,

An expression of LUST should not be taken for LOVE,

We often fall into depressing disappointment when we take lust for love,

Love never disappoints but lust does,

Love is wholesome, complete and perfect,

It is the expression of divinity towards humanity,

It is the last lifeline for our troubled world.

LOVE IS MY FAVORITE WORD IN THE STORMING WORLD.

What are you doing this evening?

Reflecting on the current situation in Marrakech,

Putting words of consolation together for my mourning brothers and sisters,

Following the latest news in the global space,

Rejoicing with the joyous and mourning with the bereaved,

Reading articles of men and women of like passion,

Working for a better tomorrow,

Hoping in the bright moon light, for a world of love, empathy and kindness.

And,

Planning to rest my crowded mind in a blissful dream.

What personality trait in people raises a red flag with you?

Hatred for humanity becomes normal and life means nothing to you,

Expression of an uncontrolled anger becomes your slaughtering sword,

Sycophancy becomes your identical twin,

Domestic violence becomes your daily companion,

Religious fanaticism parmiate your thoughts,

Unforgiveness is displayed on your gallery,

Nepotism, tribalism and sectionalism become your neighbors,

Wickedness becomes your weapon,

Malignity becomes your maid,

Impunity becomes your defense,

Falsehood becomes your medium of interaction,

And self-centeredness becomes your ideology.

Keep off from them that are of double standards,

Never commit your life into their hand for watch,

You mean not more than a tissue paper in their hearts,

Danger zones they are, no loitering at their corridors.

Run to other sane corridors for help,

Never dozed off where abnormalities are normalized.

Watch and discern those red flags,

A wolf can looks so gentle as lamb,

His horrendous nature is manifested once his prey has not route of escape.

Beware!