Chronicles of a Journeyman

  • On Seeing and Entering the Kingdom

    So Nicodemus comes to see Jesus by night, to affirm Jesus’ ministry and declare his faith in Jesus as a God-sent teacher. Perhaps he came to hear in detail about Jesus’ teachings so he could determine for himself what to believe. I cannot tell. But I know he did come,…

  • Oh Jesus I Have Promised

    O Jesus, I have promised, To serve Thee to the end; Be Thou forever near me, My Master and my Friend; I shall not fear the battle, If Thou art by my side, Nor wander from the pathway, If Thou wilt be my Guide.   Oh, let me feel Thee…

  • Who am I?

    I am a poem, of untold origin I am a cat, of nine lives I am a fire, of raging passion I am a city, of mixed multitudes I am a farm, of bountiful produce I am a river, of many journeys Carrying the story of several lands and peoples…

  • The Son of Man

    He stands alone outside the gates Spreading his hands for all to see He speaks the words of life in parables Calling for all to come to him Whoso will come and then believe Shall be saved and never die But those that don’t believe in Him Will be judged…

  • The Veto

    She sped along the plain, with impassioned gusto The wind whistled in her ears: an unclear alto Nothing would stop her now; ‘rush’ became her motto He better be ready – she needed the veto

  • Night time

    Darkness descends slowly, like an unwanted visitor Daylight fades away, as one without a solicitor The singing birds are no more in sight Towards their home they’ve taken flight And so does a man’s brief life evaporate For any useful work, it becomes too late Curtains drawn, we hear the…

  • Strangled by sin

    Strangled by sin, I struggle to breathe It dares me to move, I dare not for fear It leads me astray, away unto death I cry out for help, but no one is here I’m my one BIG problem, who will rescue me? Toyin Taiwo © 2012

  • Remember me

    Remember me When your days are full of joy Or careless friends do annoy When you have enough to eat Or all you have is a grain of wheat No matter what your circumstance Remember me, my friend, remember me!

  • Love Comes Softly

    Love comes softly, like a gentle breeze at dusk Hate kills quickly, like an elephant’s tusk Fear creeps slowly, like a snake upon its prey Faith goes boldly, not afraid to work and pray

  • Changing Homes

    This is not my home. This is the first reaction I had when I got there. There is that instinctive feeling of recognition that comes into one’s mind – recognition of your own turf when you find it, and of a strange place when you get there. The strange place…