I HAVE A STORY TO TELL

People from every part of the earth have different stories to tell and I don't think my story is an exception ... This story is not different from any of the other stories you've heard so far.. I am a young guy, yes, very young but with a great wealth of experience when it comes to matter concerning living.

I have experience it all, from the best of life to the worst you can think of.. I moved from grace to grass and grace to grace.. This movement came so often that at a point I feared it would turn into a hobby. I have also grown to give thanks to the Almighty God (Allah) for any situation I find myself in.

Most of these experiences have brought me closer to God (Allah) and also to people who have had great influence on my life in general. It has also made me a stronger man and better writer... Below is a poem I titled " I Have a Story to Tell ". Even though the story is yet to be completed, I still think I should let the world know a little bit of myself and the best way I can do this is through writing.. I hope you'd enjoy this piece...

I HAVE A STORY TO TELL

I have a story to tell

A not so romantic one

And not so adventurous too

A story of how He saved me

Yea, making a mouthpiece my

a generation of my likes

I have a story to tell

THE GREEN LIGHT ERROR

This is a poem that came to me after myself and some friend have had similar experiences with the opposite sex. Yes, and when I say experience it had to do with expressions and moods and I'm sure most of us have had similar experiences...

We sometime meet people and lust (we always say LOVE) for them instantly.. Funny enough they respond to us immediately with smiles and winks, this they do even though our approach is more virtual and from a distance.. We then assume it's a done deal, yes, the normal Ghana guy would go like " Afa !!!" ... This normally starts with eye battles when you meet, you keep watching till one person gives up.. And then it would move to smiles and the winks and we sometimes even go to the extend of following and spying on this people, hmmmm, e no be small thing ooooooo.. This is what I call the Virtual World of Communication (VWC).... This then moves to the first one-on-one talk and it's very simple because it's just a " Hi " and a response of " Fine "... With this, one becomes extremely happy knowing the dream is nearing reality..

Just when one thinks everything is alright, you begin to see this person moving with the opposite sex..The painful thing about this is, you sometime think you're even better than that person. I know we all know this kind of feeling... It's not pleasant one bit.. You don't own the person but you still feel so uncomfortable seeing the person with other people, especially those of opposite sex.

This feeling and many more inspired me to write this poem I titled " THE GREEN LIGHT ERROR " . Because you feel its a green light so you can move only to realize you had problems with your sight so you are knocked down by a moving car which eventually results in a "Broken Heart" even though that person was only a fantasy... I hope you'd enjoy this poem..

THE GREEN LIGHT ERROR

She would smile, wink and blow back kisses i give with no delay

This they say are signs of good things to happen

So my heart would beat fast and my minds nose would smell her when she's miles away

Making this feeling naturally priceless so competition sorry, no bargain

Is it her confident classy posture

That has turned me into a burglar, illegally breaking and entering

Stealing glances at every chance

And hoping with her responses we could advance our virtual romance?

Or is it her looks

So they really killed Her ?.... What is the fate of our country?

This past few day have been the most feared for me.. I'm now scared to walk in my own hood after nine... It just happened that I'm supposed to stay alive and I'm sure that the main reason the robbery attack with gunshots took place just three minutes after i entered my house.. Can you believe this? Just put yourself in my shoes.. I just got home at 12:13am and at 12:16am I began hearing gunshots. Oh Yes! This is no movie, it really did happen.. Should I say I was so blessed and the people attacked were so cursed? They eventually killed her.