Put A Ring on It

Put a ring on it

It’s a social insurance

It makes a baby feel assured of your commitment

But does it make a baby committed?

Sell me no lies, for I’m no stranger to the Truth.

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COMPETE WITH YOUR FUTURE

When you know your unique worth and value you will have no fear of competition because nobody can actually compete with you. You are uniquely crafted and gifted in a way that it is absolutely impossible to replicate. Your timeline and sequence of events are completely personalized and so there is no need trying to compete with anyone else. Your priority is to identify your mission/purpose in life and fight to accomplish it.

If you want want to compete, go compete with your ancestors. If you win, you are a local champion. Meaning that you are legitimately a failure. Don’t even think of competing with your peers, co-workers or friends because you DON’T have any close substitute or equal. Even your identical twin has a completely different mission and timeline on earth.

People say “strive today to be better than your yesterday”. I say “if you are just better today than your yesterday, then you’re a failure because you are still living in your past glories”. Like, thank GOD for those stuffs and more on. I know the idea is never to have a better yesterday but my point is never to live in yesterday.

If you want true competition, dream of the person you want to be in 5, 10 years and start competing against them with the resources you have now.

This is what I call competition because naturally, you will have access to more and better information, resources, network and skills 5-10years from now than what you currently have. And so it will be a real challenge to compete with them. And don’t just say it today and abandon it a few weeks after like your new year resolution.

So what do you want to become or where do you want to be in 5-10years time?
Take out time away from the disturbance and enjoyment of the moment to think, plan and reflect on your life and destiny. Travel out of your current community or locality if need be. You need a quiet time to communicate with GOD, yourself and your future. Maybe take a fast from food or even social fasting. Take a walk in the park. Collect your church key/access and go there during non-service hours and days. Visit a place where you have access to more natural environment or just wake up in the night, observe the serenity of environment and the ‘interaction’ in the firmament. Read some books or autobiographies about some of the people and or public figures that you inspire you.

Take your writing (or drawing or recording) materials along. Write down your thoughts, feelings, observations, questions and revelations.
Then asked yourself what skills, attitude, behavioral modification or resources you think are necessary to actualize this dream?

Then, take out time to evaluate your writings, recordings or drawings. Scale it and challenge yourself to start making the adjustment to pattern your life after your new vision. Here, remember to speak of practical and realistic facts using the SMART Goal Principle – Be Specific, Measurable, Achievable, Realistic and Time-bound.

A daily, weekly, monthly and ultimately, yearly target
Then begin the actual competition (against your future self) as if it’s a sport for a prize. Set up a reward system for yourself to keep you motivated.

The most fascinating thing about this write- up is that I don’t have it all figured out yet and so I am speaking to myself too.

MY ORDER IS ON THE WAY

I weep all night, my room is Niagara Fall

Yet no one cares to pay a visit even for a free view

The things I used to love now torment my soul

Even in Fall my tears aint dried up.

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I was born in fall and my leafs dried up

But where there is fall, snow falls even much more

Turn a snowman, they say, so you can survive the weather

The little breeze in my heart keep me living.

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Ice queen tried to slow me like flurry

I had to skip her like dishes

A. Gabriel, my courier is on the way

Don’t salivate brother, my order is not to be shared.

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T’Chala waiting for Cinderella to grow up

But what can unite these two parallel worlds?

Mum said love’s arsenal transcends all barriers

Now I want to speak with bae but it’s all scripted.

Unending Serenade ❣️

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❣️Unending Serenade ❣️

Your dulcet voice is a charming morning bird

An astral auto-tune of an angelic clarinet virtuoso

My only ineluctable desire for a day off

I am enamored with the glowing sounds of your heartbeat

My unfeigned serenade of you is sempiternal

‘Till life leave us alone’ is my commitment.

Limitless Love from MRS.CHRISLOVE

Mission introduce me to wifey

I pay a visit to her house, but I need WiFi

They watching movies I don’t like sci-fi

I’m now connected but it’s time for lectures, bye bye

They say you’re supposed to be married now

I asked if everyone is married who is Love now?

Then I say to wifey – be the absolute best of you

Learn from others but stick to your lane

Let’s live light and avoid unnecessary weights

Live within your means but trust God for your vision

Be authentic, don’t add filters except for kids’ snacks

Be wise as serpent but harmless as dove

Be swift yet focus as the eagle

Be true to your calling

Function in wisdom, not human ideology

And walk by faith not theology

For you are a just, not just human.

Then my royalty bids me grace not farewell

Love limitlessly – if your love has limit then you’re not a true lover

Let our hope speak louder than our fears

Life is succinct and fleeting with every ticking of the clock

And so let’s live every moment to the glory of God

Be filled with joy always to overflow

Be grateful and thankful.

See you soon, my love!

LOSING A CLOSE FRIEND

Love, joy and laughter

Order of my work with you

When together, a moment of joy

That make life easier and better.

Though we never knew each other before

Work, no, God connects us

Time together was a research labs

We discovered new cures.

For the daily scheduling disease

That cancer torment our souls with no cause

The epidemic that seems to have no cure

The sun shines on us.

We learn and challenge each other

Your decisions inspired me

Now am thrilled for the nocturnal life

For much joy rest in the resting hours.

But nature, no, humans cut the joy short

With hatred, reviews and negative energies

Now another deadly cancer you need to suffer

But no, you chose to live free.

They lose you, but you gain honours

Poetic justice, I guess am the judge

Goodnews: ain’t lose you, we only gain peace

I miss you brotherly! See you at the top.

MAKE ME WILL

Make me a home in your heart

And I will dwell in you forever.

Make me a bed in your kitchen

And my rest will be full.

Make me a garden in your bossom

And I will plant all roses.

Make me a refinery in your purse

And I will never run out of gas.

Make me a room in your fourth

And I will declare our independence.

A PRISONER OF LOVE

Ticking clock, hastening age, dashing dreams

Malnourished, thirsty and starving

Love deficient, hopeless faith, fleeting life

A dying heart needing CPR, no paramedics.


Never been taught what love’s like, nor imagined I could love

Thought love is only in Hollywood

But if love is Hollywood, we are forever doomed to be selfish

Love was long dead, forgotten, and now abstract.


Meeting you made me a doctor of Love

A dying patient becoming a doctor?

Resuscitation! Your love makes my heart functional

Your love changes everything.


I lost everything just to gain patience

A covering for the rainy days

Raincoat not just an umbrella that covers part

My light in my dark hours.


Every ticking clock ignites the flame of unfeignedly boundless love

The thought of you polishes the rough edges of my limbic system

Your love is the experience of lifetime

Eternity in perspective.


A love that last not like the last

A love from the heart not books

A love on giving, but first the heart

A love so loud to the deaf even without words.


Now I’m prisoner of love,

A prisoner with no one to bail

Chained to your lotus blossoming tender-kindness

Forever secured by your dove-charmed breastplate, I’m yours!

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas to us who do not know what Christmas means but we still celebrating.

Merry Christmas to us who know what Christmas represents but we are not celebrating.

Happy holidays to us who care more or less about the reason for the season but we’re grateful for our time home with our families.

Happy holidays to us who want to celebrate with our families but can’t gather ourselves together.

Merry Christmas to us who believe more in the mystical Santa Claus and his gifts than in Jesus Christ and His love.

Merry Christmas to us who believe more in Jesus Christ and His unfeigned love than Santa Claus and his north pole mystery.

Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays to us all!
_MR.CHRISLOVE™

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TO RESCUE THE DYING CHILD

Motivation: This poem addresses 3 core issues in the NA culture:

(1) parent’s misplaced priorities – they want to work hard to provide their children with the best education, clothes and protection, and in most cases at the cost of having less time for their families.
(2) the individualistic nature of the society – people no longer care for their neighbours but instead “you are on your own”, “mind your business”
(3) privacy policy – fenced raised against neighbours with notice “private property – do not trespass”. These raised walls which are supposed to protect the property and individual families sometimes end up becoming obstacles to people trying to help in times of emergency.

TO RESCUE THE DYING CHILD

Baby left alone in the house

Dad gone to work to make some money

Mom in the grocery store to get some food

Food, clothes and protection they offer to her

But love and care is all she needs

Baby crying in the house

With no mom and dad to rescue

Neighbours heard the cry

Ignored with helpless assumptions

And chained by the privacy of the laws

Oh well! They’ve learned to mind their business

Baby crying out loud hoping neighbours could help

Helpers are denied access by the fence

Set up to protect the baby

Tears, wears and fears for death

Baby’s got no more strength to cry

She praised those who are already dead

She extolled those who were never born

Death is now her best wished route

To escape the misery of her life

The once joy to the world

Now have no joy in the world

Now who will rescue the dying child?

Heart is broken but life isn’t yet taken

One last breath before the last breathe

Now the child is gone never to return

Parents returned cold and need coffee

But now baby is cold and needs coffin

Neighbours standing with lifeless flowers to send their condolences

And the Police is here with barricades, filing reports which is no use to the dead.