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Sunday, June 18, 2017

Contemplation on the Odu Irosun Ogbe ( Irosun Gbemi )


We have survived the
Bootcamp called 
Childhood
Indoctrinated
to believe we 
know
what is
and isn’t 
Right 
A bundle of raw
nerves
programmed to
play our part
In this dark comedy
with no end
Taught to
love
or hate
accept
or reject
fear 
or embrace
what society
deems appropriate
More often than not
unaware of the
Fluid nature of
Truth
Some days 
we are lost
having accepted
“truth"
without 
thought 
Our world shattered
incapable of
putting back the pieces
of a puzzle that 
changes from one moment
to the next
Our only 
Salvation comes from a  
small quirk of the
human condition
Goodness
Buried in varying degrees 
in each of our 
Souls
A bump in the road
waiting for us to 
stumble upon it and
Save us
from ourselves
Waiting to set us truly 
Free

Saturday, June 3, 2017

Contemplation on the odu Osa Ofun


Under cover of night 
My insecurities launch a
Sneak attack into the
Jungle of my mind
Invading my
Consciousness 
Half paralyzed by sleep
And unable to mount
A proper defense
I'm forced to experience
My innermost fears
Sometimes mundane
Other times terrifying 
My reality is torn apart 
And my soul laid bare
Like carrion for the
Vultures of anxiety
To feed on
But with the dawn
Comes rebirth
As I wake to find
My world is not
So bleak
The light of day
Cleansing my vision
So that I might see a
Path forward 
And live 
another
day

Friday, March 3, 2017

Contemplations on the Odu Osa Oyekun

Three thoughts on a day of change

There is no right thing
Just the next thing

While so many
paint the world in
black
and
white
reality is more like an
unsupervised child
with no paper
and an endless supply of
finger paints
in a word
messy
...
Chose to
live your life
in between the
notes
It's where the real
music happens

Thursday, February 23, 2017

Contemplation on the Odu Ogbe Otura

Habit is a demanding
And reckless lover
Seductive and tender
Just before abandoning
You in a flurry of abuse
But fear not
Soon enough
it will return
Apologizing for the various
transgressions
Filling you with hope
And sweet promise
As the cycle
begins
anew
Wash your eyes
and see things
for what they are
only then will you
cast off the anchor
that weighs you
down





Friday, February 10, 2017

Contemplation on the odu Irete Ogbe (ategbe)

Follow me
I’ll open the door
To a place you
haven’t visited
for some time
A world above
the clouds
and beyond the moon
hidden in the mind of
a child
Let's take a train
you and I
while sipping tea
and nibbling scones
as we journey
through the stars
to a metropolis
in the sky
Where elephants fly
cats play chess
and you can
enjoy an espresso
with an antelope
Before you leave
don’t forget
there’s a small bookstore
you must visit
Mr. Kurguin’s House of
Chai, Books and other minor miracles
A simple shop
with an unassuming entrance
though a bit difficult to find
Step inside and you’ll see
a world of possibilities
amidst endless stacks of books
big and small
as far as the eye can see
Here
There
and everywhere
Mr. Kurguin
will guide you
a quiet old man
with a mischievous smile
and a twinkle in his eye
meanders the forests
tending to his
garden of thoughts
wander until something
catches your fancy
then sit a spell
with a cup of
smoky Russian tea
Lost in the pages
a portal to
another place
You may forget
the time of day
months pass in a
heartbeat
There is one thing
I surely know
you'll never leave
empty minded
and your journey
home
will be filled with
adventure

---- Inspired by the art of Elise Hurst - illustrator, artist & children's author

Sunday, January 29, 2017

Contemplation on Ogunda Ogbe ( Ogunda gbede )


We are all
wounded birds
Of a sort
Filled with insecurities 
Collected like stale
Breadcrumbs
Scattered after so many
Failed attempts 
to find our
Way 
It is our
Nature
To seek
Answers 
It's what makes us
Human
Look inward and
realize
your faults 
and mistakes
but remember
Don’t shoot the 
messenger