My Mind Always

 Where my passion lies Cries, where my passion flies Lying under the passion with tears  My mission blur' by fears With a fall, my wake ...

  Little drops of appreciation  Never crops into depreciation  You read again,   Again, read you As the count of one's blessings is to b...

  Like diamonds in the sky We remain blessed with resources to fly Our history, never a mystery to nurture our future United we stand,...

The coronavirus pandemic has adversely affected many countries in various ways; from the loss of lives to the congestion and exhaustion of...

Minding my business Staying kind to my mind sounds easy Blind to my environment it lies difficult Friends turned foes...

Potholes, the nightmare of every human If cars could speak, inhuman would be their cry The Lagos Potholes fears ...

Sleep slips through my face I race to stay awake  In the wake of the fun at no pace I run away lost in sleep with no tra...