Dear God,
I give thanks for EVERYTHING
Bad, good except NO THING

They say,
A child who shows appreciation today
For a deed done yesterday
Worths another someday


This day is a new child
As I go in it
Help my gentle mild
soul sway happily
Not in the hands of Osun, Oya or any Chi
Do I rest my head
But in your broad big hand

The ground I step may have a thorn
From it Lord, strong make my feet

Disease in air makes it air-borne
May I breathe no sort of it

My eyes may see glory and gun
The joy of the gun is six-feet
Far from me, Lord I plead


The journey of no return is a long one
May I not embark on it...




Nelson Vincent Ayomitunde

Amen!