Conjoined Hearts

The cough was consistent
The doctor was persistent
The patient was insistent
His choice was to Live

He could hear the drop of water
The distance wasn't a barrier
It wasn't just mere water
It was a Tear drop

Even from the arraigned death Zone
He could feel the palpitations
Palpitations worth bringing the dead to live
Two hearts were conjoined
One about to slip

The struggle was immense
The Chaos was Rising
The choice was dwindling
But the teardrop was consistent

While eyelids close in death
While Life was a distant
Conjoined Hearts couldn't separate
Like a non specialist doctor
It's a boom

The Tear on the forehead
Of the second conjoined heart
Lips curdled like a suckling child
Doctor confused
Family confused
Love at Work

So invisible to all present
None could feel or understand
Only the Conjoined hearts could feel the effect

With a broad smile
He gained his life
Given to him by the other conjoined heart
It looks impossible

But.................

Life is redeemed by another Life of same source
That Life needs a true connection
A connection of no game
A connection that is real..
That connection is......
*LOVE*
And is found in you

Love

Heights are captivating
Words are engrossing
Eyelids are caught blinking
Sweaty pores of the nose emits sweats at interval
And all are noticed by a heart.

A heart can be drawn on a paper
By a perfect artist with all sides lining accurately
Only an external force can spoil the art
When this happens Internally
It only takes a Heart to notice it
A heart that cares!

That care is not a respecter of words
Not a respecter of actions
Not a respecter of events
Not a respecter of weakness's
It's Natural
It's Real
It's found only in a heart that Cares.

That Care isn't deserved
That Care isn't earned
That Care can't be bought
That Care is for a Special person
Special not based on actions
Special because It's  You.

Disability and our mindset

On Tuesday morning, I visited University of Jos main Campus with a friend for some special reasons. As we walked in through the gate, we were delayed as the security guard refused me entering the premises with my bag. My friend presented his Identity card which eventually gave us access.We entered with no previous knowledge of our exact destination.

As we stood at a central point to seek for directions from a passerby, a slim, tall, fair skinned young lady wearing a black hijab accompanied by another lady held my friend firmly on his palm. I felt uneasy until I saw that my friend was relaxed and calm.Her accent and choice of words were exceptional. I watched him closely as he beckoned on another lady and said "Please kindly assist me take this lady to the faculty of Law".At that moment, I realised the lady was blind and I became a bit excited to talk to my friend about her. We discussed for a while on the subject matter and we regretted letting her go because there was more to her than we noticed in the past few minutes.

Diaries of a village corps member.

While I was still at the National Youth Service Course (NYSC) Orientation Camp in Mangu Local government area of Plateau State, I had the full assurance that my Place of primary assignment must be in a comfortable place. I never knew my source of assurance,maybe because I so trusted God to make all things beautiful for His damsel or because I was the Chief Medical Laboratory Scientist as such should be given a good place.

A week to the end of the Orientation camp, friends, NYSC staff, and my guardians asked me to make a choice of my PPA but I bluntly refused all the offer that came crawling my way. I made it clear to all that I would serve anywhere am being posted to.

Self exaltation

The debate crew in my primary school was the most exciting team I loved to work with through out the years. They had the best charisma, exceptional speaking skill and above well rated by the teachers. I was fortunate to be part of that team and it helped build my confidence as a little child.

I kept on learning new facts and practicing how to speak better before the big mirror in my mum's room because I wanted to maintain that 'class' amongst my peers. On one occasion, I discovered that the thought of maintaining that 'class' and standard was my utmost pursuit rather than learning new facts. This was also accompanied by my academic performance as at time.

Days turned into weeks, months and years and I realized my friends in other schools where only those in the debate crew. I wanted to mingle with those who were highly rated and respected. Our meetings and gossip moments together where always about how people see us and the Joy we get from the various commendations. We felt we had arrived but we were all less than 11 years old.

Being a romantic husband

It took Him decades to make up His mind.In the silence of His Heart He asked"Is it really compulsory? ".

Jasper,an assistant pastor(not financially stable)to a nearby ministry has been praying for years that He may remain righteous. Of course,any one that sees him would believe he is already close to the gate of Heaven.

The feeling and the woman

Walking through the streets of Port-Harcourt yesterday, I decided to visit a family and spend few minutes with them.

Those times in our Life you feel you have rested for a while and need to impact more Lives positively.As I walked through I met a woman I assume has a good relationship with my mum.Good afternoon ma I said with a warm smile, She just nodded and didn't utter a word.
Gosh!!!!You mean my smile was a huge waste?I said to myself as I continued walking to the gate of the family.