Today’s post comes from one of my favourites songs by contemporary Christian band, Casting Crowns. The song’s theme is maintaining faith in God through difficult circumstances. Praising God is a powerful way to declare our faith especially when we go through difficult seasons. It is our way of saying “God, I trust You, and I know you’ve got me covered.”Continue reading “Praise You in the Storm”
“People cry out under a load of oppression; they plead for relief from the arm of the powerful. But no one says, ‘Where is God my Maker, who gives songs in the night, who teaches us more than he teaches the beasts of the earth and makes us wiser than the birds in the sky?’ (Job 35:9-11, NIV)
The Bible verse above speaks to the struggles that people go through while often ignoring God, the One who is not only able to help them, but who has set them apart from animals by making them capable of higher reasoning. God, by this, already showed His willingness to help us in our times of need.Continue reading “Songs in the Night”
Dedicate a song to me
In the day of your victory
Because I was there for you
Through the night
Fists tightly clenched in dread
Sweat dripping from your head
Today, October 1st, 2016, is Nigeria’s 56th independence celebration. In the spirit of celebration, and in the hope of a better tomorrow, I have penned the following words, because I believe. I believe that Nigeria will not be a failed dream or a failed state – it will come through for us, and we all will make it happen together. I look forward to that day, when all Nigerians will have a reason to believe in the nation, and will gladly sacrifice their lives for the dream called Nigeria, as some have done, and a few are still doing.
Happy Independence Day, fellow Nigerians! I hope you enjoy this piece. Cheers!
I heard Liberty rise like a song
From the quiet street corners in Ibadan.
It was echoed as the song of Liberation
On the busy highways of Port-Harcourt.
This song resounded across our nation.
It was heard by the streams of Kainji Lake,
Travelled like a bushfire across the Middle Belt,
Engulfing the modern, tasteful mansions of Abuja,
Which like the burning bush, were unconsumed.
Its heat was felt in the villages around Yola,
As it blew like a wind across the arid north.
From Lagos to Calabar,
Liberty was a song and an anthem
Promising a better tomorrow for the pain of yesterday.
From Maiduguri to Birnin Kebbi,
Liberty was a fire and a whirlwind
Whistling in the ears of the poor and oppressed.
It was a call for emancipation, a demand for freedom
“Let my people go” became more than mere words
As everyday people unshackled one another.
Every man freed his neighbour with the truth
From the bondage of ignorance and illiteracy,
From debilitating lies and disabling deceptions.
Love became the new “babariga”
As unity became a national ideal,
And the continent shook in trembling response
As a sleeping giant finally rose to walk.
Toyin Taiwo © 2016
Hello there! It’s been a few days since I posted here; busy with work and writing too. It usually takes a lot of hard work to put up something I find worthy of reading or which captivates my own attention. And I have a few pieces of poetry I have been working on – I pray they turn out well so I can put them up.
In the meantime, I wrote two short pieces today, two seven-liners that evolved almost out of nowhere, but which captured some deep thoughts in my heart. I hope you can relate with them one way or another.
So this is the first piece, which is woven around memory and sounds:
Memories swathed in unfading music,
Each memory unique with its own song
Line every path wherever I may turn
As I journey through the maze of history.
The future awaits with own set of tunes
Amazing sounds; I hear them in visions
It is time for us go over to the other side.
The second piece speaks plainly on love and where we expect to find it (not what it is, which is another matter). Here goes:
We found love in unlikely places
In food courts and game centres
In the smiling eyes of cute babies
And helping hands of kind strangers
Maybe we were, indeed entirely wrong
To have sought love only in certain places
For love has always been wherever we went
I hope you enjoy them or find them stimulating and/or tasteful, the same way good food stimulates the mouth to salivate. I’d love to hear your thoughts on this. Kindly use the comment box below. Do not forget to like and share. Thanks for stopping by!
O. J. Taiwo