SETHORUNZI: My Thoughts & Rhymes

From the Pages of Life This life we live is sometimes strange No matter what we do we live in range Life we do not live knowing all in total Because man’s life has different quotas Each day like a page of a book we flip We live, hope and pray as we take the trip The morning emerges elegantly with virgin grace The afternoon takes over with blazing rays Some say nightfall comes like a dreaded disease Others lookup to nightfall with much ease In the game of life fairness is not an option Similarly success is more than just a caption Life we may choose to live by or without its rules Yet we end-up going through without much clues Life has it core and indefatigable anchors Each of it has its trickery like magic actors The supernatural creates its guiding regulations But to us we’re left to make our choices and decisions Faith for fate Love for hate Hope not cope Heights not slope Smiles after tears Guts after fears The pag

Lord, bless our Country & save us from self Direct our noble cause & from falling off the cliff Pray for the orphans & show them how much you care Give us leaders who loves, are humane, great & can dare In our lives, family, community, sate & nation Let God be gloried Let the devil be terrified and your people at the end be edified Show the devil who is boss! as we recover our loss We appreciate your son’s mission on the cross. We go out each day with victory in our hearts And we return with songs of praises on our lips. Unto you who is able to do above what we ask, think or imagine Be all praise &adoration coz you’re the father of light in whom there is no variableness AMEN! ©sethorunzi

Time flicks, tricks and ticks Moments come and we chrome Events in our memories flips and trips Seconds, minutes, hours, weeks and months trickle, twinkle and tinkle Seeing 2010 came 365 days ago, we had ego, tried to grow or let go, and got gold Candle light in the wind, sand from a beach, torn in the flesh-clown, crown and gown all in our town We shared our story, rejoice in glory, wept at gory, had amongst many a worry, received and said sorry. Not Jos-tified, Boko-Maiduguri, Niger Delta and Abuja amongst others- storms, bombs-blast, bumps, blobs. Sick to be late President, ruling Kabal- Nation on auto-pilot- Kaita-carus & Aiye-d-miss World cup- women team in victory Acting and substantial President, Sanusi & Senate, INEC & missing DDC machines, Re-election & selection 6000 Mega Watts- Not Realistic, Power we still cant be-holding, Strikes, Fuel Scarcity but a nation at 50 still unfolding What is seen is what is known not what should have been

All over the world, there is none like it; within all its spheres and ramification. There are so many celebration and so many dates to which we keep tabs on. From the mountains in Kilimanjaro to the highest point of the Everest, It is celebrated with so much consistency with different distinctiveness from the rest. From the deepest part of the pacific to the furthest end of the Nile its felt and adored. Irrespective of the different race, tribe or colour, it’s acknowledged and revered. There is a Christ who’s Mass (Christ-mass) and service cannot be overemphasized or shy away from. There is a season dedicated to him gloriously. Since its inception, there has been no exception. The purpose of God-made-flesh made the world’s chronological timing to be splited into two halves. Before Christ (B.C) and Ano Dominos (A.D)- the year of our Lord-after the death of Christ. This brings us to the question that we would most often than not ask as regards B.C and A.D. Which Christ is referred to in