MEN ARE BORN
Men are born, and later gone,
In between, time proves the done,
This day marks the birth of a legend,
Whose image God has sworn to defend,
Words find ideal expression in you,
Articles gain recognition through you,
Knowledge gained admiration by your expression,
Intelligence proves valuable by your possession,
Indeed, a gentleman, a Scholarl, a Saint,
Disposed to anyone willing to acquaint,
Oh, how majestic you uphold the image of God,
Little wonder you are ever basking to the house of the Lord,
Let the sky weave your dreams to light,
Let the sun shine for your path aright,
Let the earth prune you safe from thorns,
That to your success will come kings from their thrones,
I would have continued with words,
But who else than you swings them better like swords,
Yet, lavishing you today is only right with words,
I'm in war with words, but I'll be back afterwards.
Happy Birthday Scholar!
©M.B.A The-Heartpiece-
THE THING
Up was your life gazing,
That you wouldn't time-rephrasing,
Nor procrastinate a task in your astuteness,
Yet, chats and memes held back your readiness,
As for a commoner, as to a king,
Without resolution to better a thing,
A desire often ends as an abandoned wish,
And wishes are for the weak who can't unleash,
Until you dare your comfort,
With a thought, and come forth,
Each clime embraced in its time,
Squeezing sweet juices out of every lime,
And up-gazing will turn amazing,
With the right attitude and fusing,
As for a commoner, as to a king,
Only action does the thing.
©M.B.A The-Heartpiece.-
INDEED YOU SACRIFICED
A homily often creates,
In the listener's mind,
A light that conquers,
The conscience to surrender,
Or a cloud of reconciling,
The Homilist's life with the word.
Then, Rev. Tesidu whipped a cord,
With a sound theology, that also,
Dispels illiteracy and saves the soul,
Indeed you sacrificed your social leisure,
To uncover for your brothers a treasure.
Thank you Rev. Christopher Tesidu
We'll strive to rise with the same mudu.
©M.B.A The-Heartpiece.
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THE BIRTH OF LINES
Am overwhelmed with joy,
Am raising a toast to my guy,
No, my brother in this journey,
This ain't some jelabs for money.
This fellow carries the image of God,
His is the bearer of God's own word,
Copulating words into a perfect cord
The birth of lines, the war with words,
In Avong's lines, words are born again,
By his pen, many a heart's worries are slain,
Blown by his poems and he'll resurrect you with rhymes,
He's a pundit; trust me, a hero knows another's mimes.
But know this: life no easy for Avong,
Tread his path and see if I am wrong,
Amidst pressure, a sane and stable man you'd find;
Trimmed in characters, handsome and kind.
To the gods your heart desires I offer,
To the Holy Spirit, your decisions I tender,
In you God proves sight lies beyond the senses,
Many healthy and prosperous years ahead to the man in glasses.
©M.B.A The~Heartpiece.-
WITHOUT A DIME
I'm going to lavish you without a dime,
But lift you to a realm of prose and rhyme,
It's the birthday of friends so fine,
Let's toast with cheers and dine.
Within your heart, a flame does glow,
A light that guides, a steady flow,
By your words, you heal and mend,
Lika a guardian angel, a loyal friend.
Shake all dirt on this day of your birth,
I pen forth words of endless worth,
With every verse, my love I share,
For you, my dear, beyond compare.
In times of joy, you laugh and cheer,
In times of sorrow, you dry each tear,
A beacon of hope, a shoulder to lean,
Sally is one, always serene.
While Sheba, blooms like flowers in spring,
You enchant all with the joy you bring.
Twins at heart and act, your kind are few,
You blend like white rice and a splash of stew.
This year shall bring you no tear,
You're God's, soar without fear,
But always thank God for each year,
And we'll for one another be ever here.
© M.B.A The-Heartpiece.-
A DAY IS BORN
In the realm of divine grace, a day is born,
A sacred celebration for a soul adorned.
Francis, dear brother, God-fearing and true,
On this blessed day, we sing praises to you.
In your presence, our spirits find solace and peace,
A serene oasis where worries finally cease.
Your unwavering faith, like a steadfast guide,
Pointing to folks beyond Bida, where love and truth reside.
Through prayer and humility, you embrace God's will,
His wisdom and mercy, your heart gladly instill.
With each passing year, your soul continues to soar,
To God will the orphans whisper your needs and more.
On this day, we celebrate your existence divine,
A cherished soul who brings Heaven's light to shine.
May blessings rain upon you, like petals from above,
And fill your life with joy, grace, and eternal love.
©M.B.A The-Heartpiece.-