Category Archives: poetry

G-Heart: A Poem

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Life is not unidirectional
Life is not a straight line
Life is not a bed of roses

Sometimes it’s sweet
Sometimes it’s sour
Sometimes it satisfies
Sometimes it sucks

But whatever life presents to you
You could choose gratefulness
You could choose grudginess

Choose joy and you will be lighter
Choose anger and you will be darker
Choose joy and your sight will be clearer
Choose anger and your sight will be dimmer
Choose joy and your character will grow
Choose anger and your character will shrink
Choose joy and you will be inspiring
Choose anger and you will be pitiful

Which G fills  your heart?
Grate-full or Grudge-full?

Inspired by the true life story of a man whom I know. After he arrived home from a trip, he was informed that his only car had been stolen during his absence. His surprising reply was, “Thank God!” When prodded further, “Why will you thank God about a disappointment?” He said,”I thank God we have something that people desire enough to steal. I thank God that it is not us who are going about stealing from others.” It was from Him that I learned, “If you have lost anything, be thankful that you haven’t lost everything.”

So, dear friend, what have you lost? What pains have you experienced in recent times? Choose to remain thankful and in the end, God will be glorified. He will turn everything around in your favor.

Poem: Beautiful

God’s way is best
God’s time is best
God’s blessing is best

He could appear to take long
Don’t cut corners
Wait for Him

If it makes you sin
If it makes you lower
Your righteous standard
It is not His way

Keep His terms
Stand strong and firm
Don’t waver
Don’t falter

When He comes through for you
You will realize
He was neither late nor early
He was just on time

Wait patiently for His time
For He makes everything
Beautiful in His time

(c) 2020 Leke Babayomi

Poem: Little Souls

 

“Plant good things in the lives of others
Even if we don’t get anything in return

It must be done with sincerity and purity from the heart.

You can only become truly worthy, not for who you are
But for what others have become because of you.

So, keep on lifting little souls and make them as great as you are.”

Anonymous.

 

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Poem: The Chase

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As I gaze at the playground
In the school opposite my home
The squeals of cheery children rent the air
And I long for those times
When all that mattered in life
Were play, food and loving parents

My eyes follow the two kids
One chasing the other
Engrossed in play and laughter
They have no worries
No cares, nor concerns
As they relish the chase

The adult life ain’t so naive
It’s a series of chases
An endless string of goals
Following in fleet succession
Sometimes it gets tiring
And all one craves is a break

The chase could be fun
When you are crowned
With success and accolades
After a grueling season of self-denial
And work so tiring

The chase could be cold
When all you get
In return for the cruel
Sacrifice and self-inflicted pain
Is a blunt rejection
A forthright statement
That after all you’ve done
You’re not good enough!

Despite all you face
While you chase the mace
Whether it’s fun or nasty
Remember to play and be nice
And like a little child
Learn to laugh and cheer
In all phases of the chase

(c) Leke Babayomi

Shine Your Shine

By Leke Babayomi

Life is a race
We are left in a maze
In our quest for the ace

Alas! We forget
Non has DNA like us fashioned
You are the best version of you formed

Look up at the stars
All shining at different strengths
Yet each one is a glowing light, a star

You were born a star
But will be unstarred
Unless you burn as a star

Get lit up by your passion
Get on fire pursuing one purpose
That makes your heart palpitate

Stars socialize in a constellation
Your unique strength is your consolation
To fraternize with those who have consummation

When you see someone else shine
Don’t your light hide in a shroud
In a fit of shamefacedness

Within you lies a treasure mine
That only gets better with time as wine
So, walk tall and shine your shine!

(c) Leke Babayomi 2018

Paradox Pt 2: The Paradox of Our Age

Paradox of our age. Photo credit: blog.zerodean.com
Paradox of our age. Photo credit: blog.zerodean.com

This is the final part of my posts on the paradox of modern man. Most people credit the following poem to the Dalai Lama or George Carlin. However, a diligent person has traced its origin to Dr. Bob Moorehead, former pastor of Seattle’s Overlake Christian Church. Enjoy it!

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.

We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less.

We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time;

We have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too seldom, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.

We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life; we’ve added years to life, not life to years.

We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor.

We’ve conquered outer space, but not inner space.

We’ve done larger things, but not better things.

We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.

We’ve split the atom, but not our prejudice.

We write more, but learn less.

We plan more, but accomplish less.

We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait.

We build more computers to hold more information to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men, and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships.

These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more leisure, but less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition.

These are days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses, but broken homes.

These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throw-away morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer to quiet, to kill.

It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in the stockroom.


LEKE

Follow me on twitter: @lekebabayomi

Grace

Grace Grace gives you pardon

When you deserved punishment

Grace gives favour

Where you did not labour

Grace makes you a winner

When you’d have been a quitter

Grace dries your tears

When you were limited by fears

Grace gives you hope

When in darkness men left you to grope

I thank God for his grace. I am a product of God’s grace and undeserved mercies. What else can grace do? How has grace helped you in life? Please share in the comments :).

Leke Babayomi blogs at lekebabayomi.wordpress.com Follow him on twitter @lekebabayomi Brace yourself to purchase a copy of his soon-to-be-released book: “The Silent Killer.”

#Poem: Just write

Writer

Something always draws you away to the place of quiet

There’s a rumbling within that dies

only after you’ve put pen to paper

Every time you see a creative piece

An inner voice screams, “You can do that too!”

Writing gives you that sense of satisfaction

Exceeding what money can provide

Strangely, your goal isn’t attention

You don’t care if lots of people read that piece

You just don’t know why you do what you do

It’s ‘cos you were born to write

It’s ‘cos there’s a message in you

It’s ‘cos God wants to use your pen to change lives

So, don’t quench the fire, just write!


Leke Babayomi blogs at lekebabayomi.wordpress.com

Follow him on twitter @lekebabayomi

Brace yourself to purchase a copy of his soon-to-be-released book: “The Silent Killer.”


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