LINES AND VERSES

Give us more states Almighty FED, More states as remedy for anaemic states, More states in the north, More states in the south, More states till there's nothing left to share; Our little bits of states, bigger bowls in hand. ©Jude Ifeme Sent from Yahoo! Mail on Android

I believe in small beginnings A seed begets a tree, an inch a mile. To content my soul with life’s tiny changes, Tap to the universe’s silent tunes. ©Jude Ifeme Subscribe to POETICALLY SPOKEN by Email

When a natural disater like this strikes, it is the tiny details that i tend to relate with rather than the sheer, often urgly, size. This is so, not just because it highlights our vulnerability and helpless before the lurid antics of nature; it brings to bare the the rapidity at which human sophistication can fold back to the basics.  The continuing flooding of large areas of land across Nigeria is quite phenomenal in both size and destruction, but nothing is more striking to me than the duggedness of the victims in the face of such wanton display. You'd see people paddling canoe through, now inuandated, streets they once walked and worked and took life a little less seriously, houses sitting tight in water to drive home the fact they are mere inanimates and could do nothing their owners couldn't, children swimming and splashing in the same water that has rendered them refugees. Watching from the comfort of my home - safty of my tv set - i tried to imaging my couch soaked

Let's sing a song yet unsung; Its melody crooned in seamless hum. Let's dance to a music yet unmade, Gyrate to tones yet unformed, Tomorrow is nothing we haven't made. © Jude Ifeme Sent from Yahoo! Mail on Android