Hope Of My Dreams

I sometimes let go of myself and savour the joy of my daydreams

The joy of knowing that things can only get better is always sweet

Even though the angry and sharp pangs of today’s hunger bite bitterly

I will never let go of the hope that my dreams will surely come true

Empty pockets make one think that having pizza is waste of money

But if I can’t buy all the things I want, let me afford the ones I need at least

Let me accept that garri and rice are both starch instead of change of diet

I will never let go of the hope that my dreams will surely come true

I am definitely going to have the best woman in the world for a wife

She is going to be so tender, very caring and absolutely loving

That missing rib that is the bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh

I will never let go of the hope that my dreams will surely come true

Though I lack spare shoes and the ones I have now are so worn out

I have lived uncomfortably in the only clothes I have for many years

Being at daggers drawn with my landlord over rent must surely stop

I will never let go of the hope that my dreams will surely come true

I am not lazy, but wouldn’t mind working with ease of mind

Who’s not tired of working their fingers to the bones for peanuts?

Getting a little more than I can ever get in wages won’t kill me

I will never let go of the hope that my dreams will surely come true

I won’t be too greedy to ask for a skyscraper or something better

But if such are the cherries of my toil, I won’t reject them either

For a roof over my head keeps worries of wetness and shine away

I will never let go of the hope that my dreams will surely come true

I dream of a better tomorrow; to wipe away the bitter tears of today

God is really good must come to everybody’s mind when they see me

It is this hope that has kept me believing in those lovely dreams

I will never let go of the hope that my dreams will surely come true

an Emeka Amakeze poetic expression

The Crisis Called Man

If we are looking at the issue of war, battered wife, abandoned home, prostitution, armed robbery and so many other vices, you are primarily looking at the by product of the crisis that has enveloped man, most especially, the modern man. He seems to be loosing grip on a whole lot of things and it worsens his situation with each passing moment. He can not come to terms with the fact that he was supposed to be the bread winner but not any more as women are getting richer every day and becoming providers. How can he shout at his wife/girlfriend or even protect her when she either packs a .45 or Jet Li's around as a black belter. His crisis is that those things that he used in measuring and asserting his manhood like providing for a woman, protecting her, leading her spiritually, economically and politically are gradually being taken away from him and he no longer knows what it means to be a MAN! This is going to be a whole lot of a discourse but before i go further, i will like you good people to give me your take on what it means or takes to be a MAN. Then, i shall continue.