green illusion

This is it, this is the end, the moment we have all been thrusting our minds and bodies towards through the year. It is the big finish. The fumes of satisfaction and victory choke the hall we are all crammed in; everyone seems to be in sync with harmony. Everyone, everyone but me, everyone is ecstatic but me, everyone else is reveling in the glitz but me. I am not in tune with the pop of champagne, my laughter is broken and my smiles cannot hide the lies. My spirit is faint and it is fast becoming obvious to everyone else. They can all see it; am a marked man and the whispers behind my back tell it all, hell, my palpitating heart and fleeing shadow betray me. It is now obvious. So why am I still here?, why do I still breath? Of what purpose am I to this world, to my family, to my friends? I have only lied to them all this while and my makeup cannot hold anymore. The cracks are visible to all, if anything, I should be crawling in the filth of my death. Yet inspite of my mischie

Against the sound of hungry mosquitoes and the illumination of scented candles; we had quite a time. We joked, we laughed, we smiled. We cried, we wept, we mourned. We had it all and yet always asked for more. Tuesday nights were special, the serenity always sucked you in. Tucked in soft, cushy sofas, you could only be yourself. With open arms waiting, you felt nowhere but home, at home with the warmth, at home with friends, at home with family. So as we say goodbye to those memorable nights, we know that it will never really be lost from us; the memories and the steps we took together are etched on the very skin of our hearts. Here is to you Tuesday, here is to Dekende living. Thank you Heidi, it was truly special*

Starting recently my life has been going through changes, my whole outlook towards life has indeed changed and I must confess I have never been more content and thankful for every day, every night, every passing moment in this world. I can finally say with great and unshakable confidence that I have now got onto the road that will see me get to my life's purpose, my raison d'etre so to speak. This does not however mean that am free of challenges, of downs, free of trials as I'd like to call them. In fact am now in even greater conflict with them than ever before, the urge to give in to my desires, my selfishness, my ego and self-centered living is greater and more powerful than ever before! Not a moment goes past when am not tempted to look away from Jesus Christ and worship my own self. It is a difficult challenge, giving up your own interests in favor of another's but it is one that by the Grace of God am looking towards and seeking to practice at every opportu

In the space of 120 seconds and a margin of 8 goals, Manchester United, my favored football club relinquished the title of English champions to their most sworn of enemies and noisiest of neighbors,Manchester city football club. I will be honest with you, as a devout supporter of the club, that drop of saliva that i swallowed when it finally dawned to me that it was gone hurt. It hurt me that we had lost the title and most of all, we lost it to City... But that was all there was to it, my feelings are enshrined in much more than just the falling of a season, am shielded in the belief that United just it has done so many tim,es in the past when faced with pretenders to its crown will once again forge itself into greatness. like Sir Matt Busby once said, United is a team that seeks after excellence, and when it fails, it just has to settle for perfection. So I write today in honor of the hard work that the team put out through the season, and in comfort of the promise of the future.

It crawls up to the darkness and sits up coiled against the dying wall, shreds of paint fall at its touch.. I stretch out my hand towards it but will not come to me, my movement only seems to push it further into the wall. Whatever got this creature to such a deplorable state, it sees no hope of rescue from its troubles! It extends further as if begging the walls to somehow devour it. So i stand there, absent of thought, absent of speech, resigned to my fate, there is nothing more I could possibly say to change it. This is not a job of a mere mortal like me, I could not change a thing even with all the wisdom of the world on my back. So as I draw away from the scene of my defeat, my feet discover a piece of paper on the dusty floor beneath them, the fable light piercing through the wooden windows allow me to read, this is what I see... the lamp of the LORD searches the spirit of a man, it searches out his inmost being ... I have found my answer so I shall not look back to this day as

Uganda, my beloved country has been ‘trending’ on twitter for the best bit of this and last month. Now for a country like us to trend let alone keep trending for so long a while is just strange. If am right this could just be the first time we actually do. It is all down to the recent campaign by a certain fellow called Jason and his ‘Invisible Children’ campaign to “get Joseph Kony famous” to get him “arrested” to “stop Kony”. So I decided to check out people’s comments on the subject, I specifically searched “#Uganda”. Oh dear me it is just unbelievable the amount of RAW ignorance and stupidity that is floating out there. One particular tweet ticked me off, “for every re-tweet, 0.35 dollars will be donated to Uganda and the ‘Invisible Children Inc’. What are we now? Peasants, paupers? This Jason fella has managed to twist minds into thinking that without him and his organization we are nothing and Joseph Kony will run all over Uganda bringing more plight and misery over an alr

Pretty soon I shall be two and a half decades old, am a fully grown man and consider myself an adult and therefore know what it is I want in life, what I want for myself and from those that encircle me. That said, you too my dear are an adult and expect you to be certain of the things that drive you to wake at dawn.So if you expect me to crawl on hot coals, run through brick walls and cross the Atlantic just to proove to you how deep my eagerness to have you stretches, then you got it a little twisted. I do not see past curved lines and surely am not going to disrupt my cycle for you.