TRICKS OF THE TRADE by Oludascribe (the early years)


Sesan Davies was arrested for murder in the first degree. The neighbors were horrified at what had just taken place in their neighborhood, it was going to affect the real estate prices .The news of her death spread through the papers, the Headlines read ; MAN KILLS LOVER IN THE HEAT OF PASSION, LOVERS NIGHT ENDS IN MURDER The fact that she was having an adulterous affair made the story even hotter .It was in the talk shows and for a while all the attention of the media was on it .The husband was said to be out of the country, and unavailable for comment. The trial was to come up, the prosecuting lawyer was Dele Thompson a hot shot lawyer, that had a good career.

From his prison cell Davies maintained that he was innocent .The anxiety for the trial was building up. The country was affected by it, those women having affairs began backing out fearing such a fate happening to them. Radio stations had a number where people could call in to give their opinion about the upcoming case. Many people called in saying he should get the chair; others said the lethal injection. Most others said that they should lock him up and throw away the key. Davies lawyer Yemi Adedeji invited the press in an attempt to counter act the negative press his client was getting. “My client is innocent and all the evidence him is plainly circumstantial and this trial shall prove that” The case finally came up a few months after the incident .

The judge didn’t want the press in his court because of the publicity the case had been getting, and so the press waited outside for anything they could get. The jury had been carefully chosen from very young people, to middle aged to pensioners from all walks of life. The were not to listen to news concerning the case or talk about the case outside the court. They were going to be well taken for the duration of the case. Word going round was that it was an open and shut case. The commotion in the courtroom, the few people that were privileged to be in the court room discussed. The judge had a change of heart and had allowed a few members of the press inside, provided they didn’t take pictures while the trial took place. The defendant was escorted in by his lawyer and a uniformed officer. People whispered as the handsome young man walked in dressed in a pin stripped expensive suit. In walked a face no one knew, a young man that looked like he was in his thirties ,had the handsome look of an actor from the 40’s, sort of like an ebony combination of Cary Grant & Clark Gable. He walked towards the desk to the right of where the defense team was sitting, and he sat down placing his briefcase on the table. People started to talk wondering who this was ,and where Dele Thomson was.

The bailiff walked in with a file under his arm and announced “All rise” The court were on their feet “His honor Judge Bola Soyinka is presiding” The judge walked in and sat down, the court followed Case 90125, the State versus Sesan Davies, in the murder of Mrs. Tracy Martins. He handed the file to the judge. Will the defendant please rise, the judge said speaking for the first time Davies and his lawyer rose up “What shall ye plea ?” We plead not guilty your honor The judge up on his podium peered over his glasses at the prosecuting lawyer He noticed this say, “Who are you sir?” ,he said because he knew Thompson ‘Good morning your honor’ ‘What’s good about the morning a man is here on trial for murder’ “I’m here standing in place of Mr Thompson who is unavailable for the case “That still doesn’t tell me who you are” “I’m Seun King, your honor Mr Thompson had me take the case when he realized that he couldn’t be here” “Would you require a recess to prepare for the case?” “Thank you your honor, but that won’t be necessary I’ve been briefed” he went back and took his seat. The gavel came down

“Court is in session” Mr Adedeji would you like to give your opening statement.
“Thank you your honor”. He walked unto the floor and paced . My client ,Mr. Sesan Davies he said pointing him “is here accused of murder,
We will during the process of this trial, see why this accusation is ludicrous, not only is my client innocent, but he’s been framed for a crime that he did not commit he went back to his seat. “Your witness” he said. “Well it ain’t whistling Dixie” ,muttered King under his breath “Mr. King” prompted the judge.

He stood up and took the floor. “You all just heard , the defense giving a statement, and I quote not only is his client innocent but he’s been framed for a crime he didn’t commit. Is the defendant Roger Rabbit that someone would frame him for a crime . Did the big bad wolf come to Mrs. Martins residence and kill her? As this trail proceeds I’ll show the court , undeniable, irrefutable evidence that implicates Mr. Davies of the crime he’s accused of”. He returned to his seat “The Defense calls Mrs. Sharon Silva to the stand”. The witness came up ,she was an attractive young lady in her twenties ,like one of those girls guys drool over in music videos. She wore a plaited skirt with a jacket to match , the bailiff came up to her with a Bible asking her to place her left hand on it and raise her right. “Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God”?. “I do” “Ms Silva”, said Mr. Adedeji, “how do you know the defendant Mr. Davies”? “Well Sesan and I dated while we were in high school”. “And while you dated ,what kind of guy would you say he was?” “He was very sweet, always bringing me gifts, taking me to nice places”. “So you’ll say he was a nice guy!” “Yes” “How would you describe Mr. Davies in general”? “He’s a nice , sweet guy a charmer , the kind of guy that a girl’ like to be with all the time she replied smiling ,while looking at the defendant across the room .Who returned a smug grin. King saw this starry eyed gaze, and cleared his throat to bring her back down to earth. “I’ll soon wipe that smug off your face, lover boy ,he thought. “So you’d call him a gentleman?” “Yes” “Thank you Ms Silva, No more questions your honor”, he returned to his seat and King stood up and approached the witness “Mrs. Silva” “Ms Silva” she said in a correcting tone “Sorry, Ms Silva, for how long were you and the defendant, Mr. Davies ,in a relationship?” “A year and a half” she replied confidently “Wow a year and a half, that’s quite a long time, so you must have gotten to know him quite well, didn’t you?” “Very well” “And in the period of your relationship, Did you and Mr. Davies ever argue?” “Sure we did” she answered shrugging her shoulders, “all couples do” “Sure they do, but did Mr. Davies ever hit you during any one of your arguments?” “No he didn’t, he’d never hurt anyone” “Oh really Ms Silva” He walked to his desk and brought out a file from his briefcase, he walked back “Your honor here I have a hospital report that states Ms Silva been brought in her massive bruises to the face, and a broken wrist. Let me see that said the judge he was handed the report .The confident smug expression was gone, and he whispered to his lawyer. ”It wasn’t his fault, It was all my fault” “ The witness will restrain her self and will only speak when answering questions”, he said in a reprimanding tone” He handed it back. “No more questions your honor”, he returned to his seat. The defense didn’t look too happy. The witness may step down from the box, she stepped down feeling quite disappointed in her testimony, her eyes met with Davies ,and she looked like she was going to burst into tears . “The defense calls it’s next witness Ms Stella Raymond” The bailiff swore her in. She was a middle aged woman that was looking quite younger than her years, she adjusted her skirt as she sat in the witness book ,as if she felt some freshman was trying to look up it. “Ms Raymond what is your relationship with Mr. Davies?” I was his the guidance counselor at his high school. “During that period you had several discussions with Mr. Davies didn’t you?”. “Yes I did” “How would you describe him”? “He was a young man that talked about the kind of future he wanted” “And what kind of future was that?” “One that he’d be able to relax in a house with a big backyard, where he could have barbecues with his family and watch his kids play. He said he’d like to own a family restaurant, one that he and his wife would run and eventually hand over to their kids, when retiring .It always brought a smile to his face”. “And did you come across many students like that during your time in the school?”.

“No, many of them wanted to just party a lot of them wanted to avoid responsibility”.

“So you would say he was one of those students of a sound mind and focus?”.

“Objection your honor, the witness is a guidance counselor, and not a psychiatrist; she is not in the position to answer that question. “Objection overruled” Adedeji sighed with relief “Ms Raymond ,what can you say about Mr. Davies?”

“He’s a very intelligent young man and he can do anything that he puts his mind to” “Thank you Ms Raymond, no more questions your honor” King rose from his seat as Adedeji took his “Where do you currently work Ms Raymond?” “Diamond Alliance Insurance firm, I’m a personnel officer” “Ms Raymond, where did you work before the high school where you met the defendant?”. “I worked at a youth center in another state”. “And why did you leave that employment?”. “I didn’t like the place it was too hot, so I moved to a cooler climate, she said grinning”. The court chuckled , Order ,yelled the judge bringing he gavel down repeatedly “Are you sure you don’t want to change that statement Ms Raymond?”. “No, I’m quite sure” “Do you know a Dr Edozie?” She shifted in her seat uncomfortably. “No”.

“No! Let me refresh your memory” he said picking up a file and reading from it “Stella Raymond diagnosed with Nymphomia Addictium. Patient is addicted to sex and has an intense craving for it. Psychological treatment advised”, he stopped reading .He held up the file for all too see ”This is a psychological evaluation of Ms Raymond by Dr Charles Eberechi for the youth center she worked in, after she was found quote “infran grante delicto” with one of the young persons she was counseling. Isn’t that the real reason you left the youth center, Ms Raymond”? She was shaken, her past had come back to haunt her “Need I tell you, need I remind you Ms Raymond, that you are under oath” “Yes it is”. “Did you or did you not have a sexual relationship with Mr Davies which led to your discharge from his high school?”. “Objection your honor, the prosecution is badgering the witness’. “Sustained,Mr King, you will refrain from asking questions that are not directly related to this case, the jury will disregard the question”. It was too late the damage was already done.

“No more questions your honor” The defense was stark faced, two of his witnesses have been shot down and discredited. It was too early in the case to be having such luck The prosecution calls Mr. Fred Agbaje The witness a chubby balding man in his fifties was sworn in “Mr. Agbaje tell the court what you do” “I own a restaurant on Kole Adeshina street, Mrs. Davies used to come there” “Do you know that man?” he asked pointing at the defendant “Yes, sir I do, he and Mrs. Davies started to come in together on a regular basis a few months ago”. “Is there anything you want to tell the court about Mr. Davies”? “Yes sir, about two weeks ago when he and Mrs. Martins came in he became angry and violent after he saw Mrs. Martins looking at another man.’ “When you say angry and violent, tell us exactly what you mean?”.

”Well, he got very angry and wanted to start a fight with the man he then dragged her into the car.”

“Then what happened, did they drive off ? ” “No, not immediately, they argued in the car and then he hit her”.

“Thank you sir, no more questions your honor” “Does the defense have any questions for this witness?”, asked the judge “The defense has no questions for this witness”. The Attorney and his client had the unspoken look of loss in their eyes The case was turning to a nightmare; he couldn’t believe the luck he was having. The prosecution was just killing every rabbit he could pull from his hat, and he was beginning to run out of options. He was dreading what was going to happen next.

“The prosecution calls it’s next witness, Dr Osaki Braide” A middle aged man in a Yetunde Phillips two piece suit ,walked up to the witness stand. He was a respectable looking man, and from the Harry Fernandez watch he was wearing was doing quite well to do in his chosen profession. He was sworn in by the bailiff. “Dr Braide, can you please tell the court what you do”. “Well I’m a Pathologist ,with a Ph D in Anatomy , I ‘m an expert on the structure of the human skeletal structure amongst other things .I lecture at the Lagoon University and I have a private practice off Broad Street.” “Can you please tell us how you got involved in this case?”. “ I carry out independent post mortem for the police when requested.” “And why would there be a need to carry out an independent post-mortem?” I was told that it was requested by the defense, they he felt that the police were conspiring against his client.” “A conspiracy theory?” ”I guess so”. “And what were your findings doctor”? “It was discovered that the victim died of a broken neck, there were also serious lacerations on her throat, which would indicate, that she was also being strangled.” “And what kind of force would it take to cause some one’s neck to snap?” “A reasonable amount of force, it’d take someone quite strong to do that” “Doctor, is there any evidence that links the defendant ,Mr. Davies, he said pointing at the defendant ,who had an expression like his hand had just been caught in the cookie jar, to the victim’s death” A cotton swab was taken from the victims genital area, and some semen was found. It was analyzed and the DNA was an exact match to that of the defendant’s sample that was taken when the investigation was going on” “Was there any indication that anybody else had sexual contact with the victim”. “No there wasn’t “Thank you Doctor ,no more questions your honor ,he returned to his seat. Peering over his glasses the Judge asked, “Does the defense have any questions? “No your honor ,no questions” Over the next few hours, the prosecution tore down every witness that the defense could bring up. They presented evidence that proved Davies violent past, and his early involvement in crime. Forensic evidence showed that, the defendant had last sexual contact with the witness, and that the marks around her throat had the witness marks all over it. The evidence against him was outstanding; he was found at the scene of the crime and was the only one that was seen entering the house, with the exception of the deceased. The defendant gave his own story and held his claim of innocence stating that she was already dead when he got there. The counsels were asked to give their closing statement. The defense knew he had lost and in an attempt to save his client he made an apathetic emotional statement ,all he could do was to pray for some sort of miracle . They waited in anticipation to hear what this Prosecutor that had performed so brilliantly would say. He stepped up to the floor and paced, everyone waited with bated breath “Ladies And Gentlemen of the jury, over the past few hours we’ve heard accounts of witnesses. They have come here to give us evidence, concerning the character and past of Mr. Davies. As was revealed during the course of this case, we’ve seen that Mr. Davies certainly has a way with the ladies. He was able to charm his way into the heart of a married woman. We’ve also seen that he got an early start in crime; attempted rape, assault, armed robbery and now his latest murder. Do we believe the story of a sex addict, that had relations with him, when she says he had a focus and future .Do we believe a woman who still defended this man after he brutalized her and made her a constant visitor to the casualty ward ? The evidence mounted him some say is circumstantial. However, do I need to remind the court of the testimony of the coroner that showed Mr. Davies had sexual contact with the deceased, and was found naked, at the scene of the crime? You’ve heard the testimony of an independent consultant .He’s told you that it’d take a reasonable amount of force from a strong person to break the human neck. There is no physical or genetic evidence that anyone else was in the house. There were no signs of forced entry, and the defendant himself said he had a key. There were bullets holes in the wall, which indicated that Ms Davies tried to defend herself from a violent lover. So, who did it? The candy man? Mr. Davies was in a con game, his victim fell in love and grew attached and he had to do something about it, so he killed her.

“Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I hope I have been able to prove without a shadow of doubt, that the defendant is guilty of the crime that he is accused of”; He returned to his seat. “This court is in recess until the jury deliberates”. Down came the gavel .The judge walked out and as the people spilled out of the court they discussed the trail they had just witnessed .The prosecution had left no room for doubt and the people just wondered how lenient or harsh the sentencing will be. The defense and his client refused to talk to anyone and went into a room ,where he tried to calm his client down .He had been pacing the office of his attorney and Adedeji had just convinced him to relax. The prosecution had been approached by several partners in law firms that asked him to give them a call. His pocket was full of business cards. The tension built as the jury was inside, deliberating for several hours .The court was finally called back in for the hearing. The jury filled in and everybody tried to read their faces to see what they had decided. The court was seated and everybody waited anxiously .The bailiff walked in “All rise” They rose to their feet and the judge walked in and took his seat, and they theirs. “Mr. Foreman, Has the jury come to a decision” “Yes we have your honor” The foreman handed the paper to the bailiff who handed it to the judge ,who read it and handed it back “Will the defendant please rise” Davies and his lawyer rose. “What say ye” “We the jury, in the case of the State versus Mr. Sesan Davies in the case of the Murder of Mrs. Tracy Martins, find the defendant ……………………………..


Fishing of the recreational nature is a fascinating activity .We are all familiar with it , most of us from seeing it done on buddy, or father-son fishing trips in the movies . The fisherman with his simple rod, reel and bait , paddle out to the middle of the lake; center of activity and from that point it becomes a waiting game.

The avid fisherman is an expert at this, he knows the game and prepares appropriately for it . He knows there are several types of rods that can be used, depending on the type of fish he wants to catch. As there are different types of water fish(fresh & salt) . The type of water he’s fishing in and the fish that he has in mind; will determine the bait;there are fly bait set ,the ones that are made from feathers and those from worms,some times another fish is used is bait.

The bait conceals the reality of the hook and the presence of a fisherman patiently waiting. To the fish, it just looks like a freebie, a tasty meal that he’s just the first “sharp guy” to notice,before all the other suckers around him. Suspended close to the surface, illuminated by the sun breaking through the water. is that tasty morsel, an effortless meal to satisfy his appetite .He swims to claim his price and takes a big tasty bite , refreshing until the fishermen realizes his bait was worked and reels in his prize. The “sharp-man” is now the sucker, realizing too late that maybe the others had known all the while .Maybe from previous experience, others fishes warning or maybe discernment, that things that come that easy have a catch 22.

Now, there are only two ways this could end. If it’s a hobby catch& release fisherman, the fish can live to swim another day;the other way, is over an open fire being roasted as dinner.

There are man things in this life which we chase after, they seem innocent and are often enticing and extremely appealing. There are different types of bait for each of us, and what might be Sampson’s bait, Judas may ignore, but he has his own unique custom built bait luring him in another direction. Sometimes, another unassuming fish might be the bait that easily traps us.

Others have had a taste of it and have “testified” how delicious and satisfying it was,and let you know how much you are missing out, but while we are caught in the euphoria of their story, we fail to see the scars that reveal, that they barely made it out of there ;or by some mercy were released. The next time ,the next fish may not be so lucky.

“There’s a way that seems right unto a man, but it’s end, is the way of death”

Life lessons from classic cartoon characters

Most of us grew up watching cartoons as children. Tom and Jerry, beyond a doubt, has to be one of the most popular and generation bridging cartoons ever. The rivalry between the two has spanned over 50 years.

Most episodes would begin with Tom scheming about how he could eat Jerry. But no matter how hard he tried, Jerry always found some way to escape, even after Tom had succeeded in swallowing him. In the Looney Toons cartoons, there have also been many similar rivalries.

Elmer Fudd has hunted Bugs for many years without much success, but he keeps coming back to get that “scwewy” wabbit. The constant hunt for the road runner by Wild E Coyote also has to be one of the most determined series of plots in cartoon history. He usually has a perfect plan, which should work by all logical means, but someway or somehow, the road runner always manages to get away. Sylvester is another popular character that has a similarly determined mindset for turning Tweety into his lunch, or sometimes he’s just minding his own business, but he somehow always manages to get into trouble.

What is the point of all this cartoon referencing? What do all these rivalries have to do with anything in life? Is there something that Elmer, Sylvester, Tom and Wild E Coyote all have in common? The answer is tenacity, and they all have it. Each one has a goal that they want to achieve, usually lunch. No matter how many times they get outsmarted, bashed, slammed into the side of mountains or squashed by falling anvils they keep striving after their goal, simply because they can see it in their mind’s eye. They always know what they want, and they are not going to let a few obstacles – whether it be the IQ of their opponent, the height of what they are striving for or the fact that what they are after is moving at a faster speed than what they can keep up with. They just find a way to do it

Consider The Road Runner, Jerry, Tweety, and Bugs Bunny to be the ultimate survivors. No matter what their hunters use to come against them, they always find a way to survive. No matter how many times they get trapped, they constantly find a relevant means of escape. Think about it, have you ever watched a Looney Toons cartoon, in which Wild E Coyote succeeded in completely capturing the road runner or that Bugs didn’t escape Elmer’s capture? No matter what the situation, they both exhibit their true nature. Bugs Bunny has the nature to survive at all costs and Elmer Fudd has relentless tenacity, no matter how many times he has previously failed.

Another group of cartoon characters I greatly admire are Top Cat (TC) and Yogi Bear. These guys are what I’d like to call, “The Original Kings of Hustle”. Top Cat is an entrepreneur, someone who brims with confidence and never allows anything to get him down. When he faces an obstacle he simply finds a way to overcome it. Whether it be a lack of money, assets or staff or occasional human obstacles in the form of officer Dibble, his brain always begins to work and he succeeds in overcoming the interference in some manner. Despite the fact that all of his ventures end up collapsing, he always keeps on trying, and the spirit within him never die.

The same goes for one famous Jellystone Park resident who is “smarter than the average bear”. He is the mammal that had exquisite taste long before Remy rat. Unlike the other bears that are satisfied with fruits nuts and berries, he longs for more, picnic baskets in particular. Despite all of the obstacles facing him, usually in the form of Ranger Smith who represents authority figures, or by his fellow bears who are satisfied with what they can rummage around, he wants something better. Usually there are things that people will tell him are not meant for bears, saying that they are out of his league and convincing him that he should stick to what he knows. Yogi never lets any of that veer his determination, and due to his extreme perseverance, more often than not he succeeds.

Life is not very much different. Like the little kids playing or the cartoon character that falls down or is losing, we do not want to just give up and quit. There are always going to obstacles in our way. Even as babies when we gradually learned to walk, gravity was constantly an obstacle. We plainly fell down several (hundred) times, but that didn’t stop us from trying. Today we walk without even giving it a second thought, or remembering how difficult it was for us to learn.

Children usually fall down many times and get back up without even a second thought when playing “cops and robbers” or “tag”. Many of us have also played some form of sports and loved it. There is no doubt at some point in time that we lost a game or missed a shot, but we learned not to quit because of that.

Like those cartoon characters that kept going despite several knock downs or defeats, if we have a strong enough vision, we should not allow any failure to make us quit. Most of the successful people in history and in the world today have had so many failures that it’s a wonder that they kept on going at all. Col Sanders the founder of KFC had about 1009 rejections for his recipe, Abraham Lincoln failed in getting elected for many different offices, JK Rowling received many rejection slips, Steven King threw away the manuscript for “Carrie”, because of so many rejections. Bing Crosby was written off by a casting director. Are you seeing a pattern here?

It’s not going to be easy, but no matter how many falling cartoon anvils get dropped on us, and no matter how many mountain sides we smash into – if our dreams are truly worth it, we should learn from our favorite cartoon characters, and never give up.

TC the King of hustlers
TC the King of hustlers


As a semi pre-teen, i decided to explore my big bro’s slim double deck boom box he got for Christmas. Playing with the radio i discovered that there was a world beyond FM and AM. There was SW,MW,UHF,SHF and so on.

There were broadcasts that i did not even know existed . Years later, in the days of high school when physics has everybody talking about “boy i can’t wait to finish” , we were schooled in; Sound ,waves, Bandwidths and Frequencies

I am still amazed by the concept of radio waves, we cannot see them, but they are all around us. Every where we are, while we eat ,sleep, play and do our secret little things. A person can choose to deny the existence of radio waves, or their presence all around us ,but just because they can not see the waves, but there wont be the need for a debate, all we need to do is turn on a radio.

Still within the world of waves,there are bandwidths and there frequencies .Of the two bandwidths there are two most known are AM and FM. The FM is the commercial one which we are familiar with that host the stations we love . However , the dominance of the FM station does not extinguish the existence of the AM, which also has it’s faithful listeners . The thing about waves is, you can never find an FM frequency, while searching on an AM bandwidth, they are parallel line, that can NEVER meet . Even if by some fate Jam Master Radio is 96.9 FM, you can never find it while searching an AM frequency .

Many of us try to connect to God, but do not want to leave our current bandwidth to switch to his own bandwidth. We keep freaking out , frantically searching for him on the world’s bandwidth,the wrong bandwidth. We tune into the frequency number that we remember we heard, but it does not happen or manifest the station we are looking for,all because we are on the wrong bandwidth.

If we ever want; to connect with him, live for him and have everything that his word promises. We have to leave the bandwidth of the world, it’s values,ideals morals and switch to God’s bandwidth to connect with him.


Just Because…..
Just because I’m black
does not mean i can’t prefer “Wonderwall” to “Hard Knocked Life”
or have to love everything Spike Lee has ever done

Just because I’m of African origin
does not mean i know everything happening on the continent

Just because I’m a man
does not mean i have a one track mind

Just because you are beautiful
does not mean i want to “hit that” because i start a conversation

Just because I’m being nice
does not mean that i have hidden intentions

Just because i’m a man of faith
does not mean that i lack intellectual insight on issues

Just because I’m male
does not mean i indulge in Hugh Hefner type products

Just because I’m composed on the outside
does not mean I’m not broken on the inside

Just because i seem unmoved
does not mean that i don’t bruise easily(like a grape)

Just because I’m a porcupine on the outside
hides the fact that I’m a marshmallow on the inside

Just because I’m Asian
does not mean that i can quote Sun Tu

Just because I’m beautiful
does not mean i don’t have insecurities

Just because I’m vivacious
hides the fact I’m overtly self conscious

Just because i’m a rapper
does not mean i don’t appreciate Plato,Aristotle,Homer’s Iliad

Just because i’m wearing a hoodie in your shop
does not mean i have nefarious intentions…it’s cold out there

Just because i’m white and i have a skin haircut
does not mean i’m a a hooligan or prejudiced

Just because i dress grungy
does not mean i’m not well read and enlightened

Just because i’m not conversing actively
does not mean i’m not listening to every word you say

Just because i have my own hopes and dreams
does not means i’m blind to or can’t support yours

Just because i bring the romance to our relationship
does not mean i don’t want to be treated too…guys need it too..

Just because I’m a geek
does not mean i can’t break my foot off in ………

Just because i’m mild mannered Clark Kent on the outside
there just might be a Superman (or Freakzoid) in cryo-stasis within

Just because I’m Latino
does not mean you can sing La Cucaracha, when i enter the room

Just because I’m tall and happen to be black
does not mean i like to play basketball, i may play classical piano

Just because i put a smile on my face
does not mean i don’t have troubling things on my mind

Just because I’m financially comfortable
does not mean i have achieved it all

Just because I’m educated
does not mean i don’t still have a lot to learn

Just because i “demo” a lot
just hides the real me that is scared and shy

Just because i write issues on life
does not mean i have it all figured out

just because


It’s sad

It’s sad that in the internet age with information just a click away people are still so ignorant about the world beyond their state borders,nations shores.

It’s sad that we live in a world that fights for animal right and the life of the planet and then turns around for the right to slaughter unborn children

It’s sad that the well embraced “forward liberal thinking” contributes daily to the moral decay and decline of society

It’s sad that self discipline is loathed and derided but the repercussions of “freedom”/free living ,daily lie unwanted and lonely in incubators and racked in pain on dying beds.

It’s sad that intelligent design is mocked as dismissed as fantasy of fools yet the geniuses believe the intricacies of the human being and nature came from an explosion.

it’s sad that though we all want to go to Heaven some of us don’t want God to be there when we get there. It’s sad that so many diversions,distractions and road side attractions have taken so many off the straight and narrow.

It’s sad that in a “usual suspects: type line up there is no clear distinction in the dressing of those of faith and those that know no faith

It’s sad that you can see just as much cleavage in the church as u do in the club It’s sad that you can hear just as much “i tapped that …… last night” in the congregation as you do in the locker room

It’s sad that such a wonderful act of love has been trivialized into a cure for boredom/ casual recreation.

It’s sad that a nation rewards teenage pregnancy with a flat and an allowance but allows pensioners and retirees to get back in the 9 to 5 grind to survive

It’s sad that sometimes we truly sincerely believe we are right about something but “there is a way that seemeth right unto a man, but in the end leads to destruction”

It’s sad that instead of having a ripple effect on the world the household of faith has become a vacuum.

It is sad that the desperation for one’s “other half” leads many on the path of self, emotional and sometimes eternal destruction

It’s sad that instead for equilibrium in and from a partner we’ve been programmed to search for an incomplete “other half”

It’s sad that greed, ignorance and long term myopia stops a nation with so much potential from waking up from slumber and economic mediocrity

It’s sad that the negative and stereotypical image a race hates so much is perpetuated in the music and movies by their own people.

It’s sad that the media has brain washed us with the “have ……and then be……..” mentality instead of teaching us the reverse.

It’s sad that the circle of what is considered “socially acceptable” is frightfully ever increasing and encompassing as each new human whim or indulgence appears

the instruction manual

Finally gave in and become a citizen of  The ‘Pod nation’ the other day. Like most people i eagerly and somewhat impatiently opened the package to reveal my purchase, my latest “asset” . I plunged straight into the device , prodding and poking , trying madly to figure it out . For quite a while an illustration appeared on the screen which i tried to follow, but the darn thing was still not working. I pushed, prodded , pulled and tugged still nothing. I decided to call one of my tech savy friends and he gave moi a few tips. Tried them out but they did not work for me the same they had worked for him. I decided to check the site and even google it , but some reason those free downloads looked a bit dodgy , so i skipped them.

It then occurred to me to look at the manual, which i had ignored or not even acknowledged. The manual gave a simple instruction which i followed , but for some reason, they were downloading but still not working . Called my boy again, could not help out.I was on my own. I was beginning to think this thing was defective and thoughts of kicking down Steve’s door down like the transporter flashed briefly through my mind.

I stepped back from it all cause even Roy Jones was forced to lean back. I then noticed behind the many windows i had opened , The download package which had been sitting there. Which i had failed to sift through all the congestion. I did the appropriate shizzle, bada boom bada bing i was in business. Mr Jobs had not gba’d me after all,lol. It has suddenly occurred to me through that episode. That, is exactly how many of us try to get through life. We push, pull, tug all to no avail. Run from pillar to post , call friends and every conceivable person in search of answers and assistance. We try to follow the instruction and fail to acknowledge that the solution has been provided, waiting behind all the clamor of our trying so hard. We fail to read the Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth . which is the original instruction manual for mankind, providing the solution to making it all work.


Art by Keith Mallett - Father and Child
Art by Keith Mallett – Father and Child

Hi Angel

You’ve grown into young lady and i am very proud of where you are. You would soon be venturing out on your own into the world(high school). As you go there are a few thoughts i’d like to share with you

You are entering a world where you would have to encounter many new things and make choices on your own. The world is constantly changing , things are rearranging. What was taboo several years ago has become the norm today. What was appalling and unheard of in the past out,now of political correctness we accept . Morality and decency has taken a plunge, and to follow the fickle view of society, is to jump out of a plane with an anvil instead of a parachute.

There will be so many things that are ‘Socially acceptable’, everybody’s doing it,and you are called a prude or old fashioned if you don’t join in.

But the real question is ‘What is God acceptable?’ That is most important and he has not changed his rules. You may seem “uncool”, when you are not ‘down for whatever’ or wiling to experiment .When they see you don’t compromise,you may stop receiving party invitations or calls to social events but it comes with the territory as an ambassador for Christ.

As a young lady the world may tell you that you have to dress a certain way to be noticed.They tell you that you have to be risqué . They tell you to dress however you like and its a man’s responsibility to look away and control himself. (YES thats true). But your clothing should be a frame for your face and not sensual as a frame for your body. When it becomes sensual you may be causing others to fall. YES he should control himself and is 100% respnsible for his actions, but as a Christian, a lady should not be a catalyst for lust. Sometimes its unconcious, because women and men are wired differently in these matters. But men are very visually and a triggered by what they see. Besides, guys eyes may glow ,and their heads turn on a revealing dress, but their mind is really taking off points for decency,but they’ll never admit it.

When it comes to young men, this is something that you would have to ask the Lord for discernment. There will be the genuine nice ones, and those being nice with hidden intentions. Remember the words “you shall know them by their fruit”. Be cautious not to be swept away by charisma . Personality is wonderful, but character is more essential. Does he live his life according to scripture? Going to church doesn’t make one a Christian ,any more than going to McDonalds makes you a Hamburger.

How does he treat his sister and his mother? This is a giant reflection on who he is and how he will really treat you in the long run.

Still on the issue of guys;the world and pop culture would have you believe that you have to “test the waters”. The well worn “kiss many frogs to find your prince”. Darling all you do when you kiss a frog is end up with bitter slime on your face. You don’t have to be a serial dater, or fall in and out of relationship every few months.Trust me it’s not worth the hurt and pain.

I know, it’s hard in today’s world but dear there are some wonderful words from a song called “Young Love” i heard a long time ago

” take this advice, think twice. When love is done right it could be mighty nice. Take the time out, just to get tight.When two become friends things start out right. Nobody wants somebody , that’s always messing up, cause mess up means break up, and somebody’s got to fix it up. Don’t be so hasty to give up your heart. It’s hard to see intentions at the very start. So pace yourself all the way to the very end , cause this is the reason why God made friends.”

Yes yes, it’s a lot easier said than done. That’s why it’s not done on your own strength. God knows exactly how much you can take and he loves you too much to let you break.

Gotta go now dear , Daddy Loves you

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