Prayer

He is always on his knees
with hands stretched out
embittered face
teary eyes
confused look
muttering some words

he has been doing this for the past 6 months
and yet he had not received that MIRACLE
that CONTRACT
that JOB
and he asks himself
"Is GOD this wicked?"
Why is he not answering?
What have I done to deserve this?

born into a World
Where his freedom was taken from him that moment
Where he had to listen to the Four P's that rule the world
Where he would have to suffer for a sin a man and woman committed millions of years ago
Where he is told lies to make him feel better

Then he gets old
with nothing to show for it
then he blames the government
he blames the witches in his village

But that night
he goes to his room
after muttering those words on his knees
he feels refreshed
he says "tomorrow will be better"

tomorrow actually got better

PS: Every problem has an expiry date, Be prayerful

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"PRAYER"

He is always on his knees
with hands stretched out
embittered face
teary eyes
confused look
muttering some words

he has been doing this for the past 6 months
and yet he had not received that MIRACLE
that CONTRACT
that JOB
and he asks himself
"Is GOD this wicked?"
Why is he not answering?
What have I done to deserve this?

born into a World
Where his freedom was taken from him that moment
Where he had to listen to the Four P's that rule the world
Where he would have to suffer for a sin a man and woman committed millions of years ago
Where he is told lies to make him feel better

Then he gets old
with nothing to show for it
then he blames the government
he blames the witches in his village

But that night
he goes to his room
after muttering those words on his knees
he feels refreshed
he says "tomorrow will be better"

tomorrow actually got better

PS: Every problem has an expiry date, Be prayerful

By: @itsbrill on twitter

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HE IS NOT THE ONE FOR YOU

She met him at the job interview, while she was standing at the entrance to the receptionists office, she saw him, tall, dark, with brown pupils, she was lost in her thought until he tapped he, gesturing that she should make way for him to pass, she trembled at his touch, but tried to hide it.

On her way out of the company gate she heard the word "hello" with a voice as deep as the Atlantic ocean, she trembled, turned and looked at him, she was confused, uncomfortable, he ran up to her "Am Kunle" he said enthusiastically, she was lost "Betty" she managed to reply, "so how was the interview? " he asked "was ermmm qui.. quite alright" she replied, he smiled and she tried to smile as well, " I would love to meet you again" he replied "I would love too and I love you" her inner voice said, she cautioned her mind and replied "Okay, thanks" and walked away, he stood and stared as she left the gate, he smiled to himself and went back into the office.

"Would you marry me?" He asked while kneeling down, she screamed "Yes", she was really happy, finally at 26 she has gotten herself a life partner.

After church on Sunday, the pastor asked to see her, "Last night in my sleep God showed me a vision that brother Kunle is not the right one for you" he said, she was dumbfounded, confused and mentally disorganized, "but daddy, he is the one for me and I've talked to God about it" she said in between sobs, "I know its hard for you but that's what the Lord showed me, and am sure you don't want to disobey the Lord". "But how can the Lord be so wicked to want to rob me of my joy, the flesh of my flesh, the one that completes me" she thought as she was in the bus taking her home. Her phone rang, she brought it out to check who was calling, when she saw "Kunle" as the caller, she became more heart broken, she ignored it.

Three years later, she has not seen the perfect one for her, she became more regular in church, she joined the choir, she volunteered for church duties hoping that Mr. Right would come before her 30th birthday. Yesterday while she was in church, her phone rang, she answered "Hello is this Betty?" "Yes" she replied "Hey long time its Kunle, are you still in town?" "Yes" she replied with little joy "my wife just gave birth, and I don't know if you free, I would love it if you can come for his naming ceremony" "ermm the... The the problem is that am not chanced, "but I have not told you the date" "I know but I wont be chanced, am leaving town tomorrow" she finally replied and cut the call.............

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My Twitter Crush

Sandra, yeah that was her name. my twitter crush, her tweets are
mostly about her self. I stalked her for the next 6months and I was
already tripping for her, I've never retweeted or even mentioned her,
I just loved reading her tweet, loved refreshing her tweets, loved
reading her favorites, how pleasant they were to my eyes. I knew her
handle and bio by heart, I followed her on instagram even though she
doesn't follow back (I wasn't expecting her to follow back tho), she
was all I wanted in a girl, the way she smiles when she pose for the
camera, most times I wonder if she ever gets angry, how would someone
be so wicked to make her angry? I thought to myself.


Today 23rd December 2014 is a good day, a day to man up and tell
her how I feel, I click on the direct message button, I looked at it
twice and I felt like going back but that inner voice kept saying "you
can do it". I typed her handle, and then everything I planned to send
to her ran out from my brain like the way my elder brother would run
when there is a free bus from Nigeria to London.


"Hello, how you doing? this is awkward but I have to do it, I am
your biggest fan, I like you, I adore you, I know so much about you
than you can imagine"


I sighed and tapped the send button, then closed my eyes and opened
it, it has been delivered. So I will sit here and wait for her to
reply, even if she doesn't I will gladly know I tried. Its January 7th
2015 and am still waiting for her reply, waiting
anxiously.............