Ifa yesterday, Ifa today, Ifa tomorrow

There stands a tree up on the hill above my house inhabited by a  flock of parrots Each day they clamor and sing chirping ...

This morning I  Woke up And the world seemed Different This morning I realized Life was my Cup of coffee Sometimes cold ...

What is Art? A question often asked and rarely answered however there is only one thing to say Art True art is not about beauty since defini...

If you hope to see the ballet don’t purchase tickets to  the circus no matter what the salesman promises a clown in a tutu ...

Love war two sides same coin each creates such chaos and confusion that even the most seasoned veterans can lose their way Blanket...

The creases in my hands Grow deeper Brown and worn  Giving voice to thoughts without uttering a sound Passing ideas Through ...

We all want to love and be loved Not worshipped not praised not put on a pedestal even if sometimes we  think  we want t...