POSITIVE IMPACT _ PAUL SPEAKS

*********************** 'How are you, Ene?' The smiling face at the door asked, his brow narrowed suspiciously. You stood mute like the question was rhetorical but you let him in smiling, a smile of curiosity and wonder.  Food was served, plain rice and stew, the aroma swept your eager thought and washed down the hunger residing in your stomach. Eating slowly, your sister's laughter diluted the stillness of the room while the other two adults winced with finny gestures. Their loud discussions echoed and vibrated continuously, voices shook and creak until the fading evening gave way to nightfall and their noises ceased to humid quietness. -----------------------  Sunday came quickly, bringing cold to the bare skin. The tiled compound looked wet as you stepped out from the kitchen door to give Mrs. Oluwagbenga the meat stock she had always wanted. Sauntering into their excessive kitchen, she smiled and giggled at the threaded hair your mom had plaited for you that mo

Picture Caption :- I'm wearing the smile you gave me. I'm living the life you paid for. I'm loving withe the heart you mended. It was fun Interviewing the unique Olumideko, Tit'Oluwa Arike as I learnt and got amazing replies and encouraging ones. I've always checked out all her post on Facebook and it's always from one glorious process to another, either from sticking to one truth to another or you see her expressing her Big love for God. She's been Unique that even her friends can testify and approve of this with the amazing comments and encouragement she gets from all her post on Facebook. My little online Interview With  Olumideko, Tit'Oluwa Arike. Full Name :-       Olumideko, Tit'Oluwa Arike Email Add : -      shes4God@yahoo.com What's your Drive :-  *   I see something I don't like, I try my best to change it. The good thing is, there are many things I don't like. Why exactly do you like the truth

Name: Olayiwola Dorcas Toluwalopemi E-mail add. :  Otoluwalopemi@gmail.com D.O.B:16th November Facebook: Olayiwola Dorcas Toluwalopemi A fashionista and a  graduate of Project management technology in (Federal university of technology Akure) Little Info :  Miss Olayiwola Dorcas is a unique type of being who has the urge and the drive to positively impact are environment and her world @ large, with my little chat with her, I discovered and gained that she surely knows she isn't ordinary and knows she isn't meant to be localized. She is Unique and Different and it takes a bold step and a need to be responsible for ones life to be one of the world changers this days which am sure she's going to be one of them . She went ahead to know Gods vision for her, build her self esteem and also discover herself . She Impacts lives and she is into purpose discovery too, she wants all women young (especially) to know what they live for not being de

Achievement Your Achievement is your aaccomplishment The acquirement of your investment  It is not getting employment with a manageable payment  Its like getting an establishment with enjoyment But before achievements are impediments There can be disappointments There can be embarrassments Buy all you need is the management of your predicaments  And to you argument should be an excitement  Not a disagreement  Because in every argument  You would document an idea And with proper arrangement  It would lead you to a great advancement Thinking time should be an important time spent Meditation should be a key moment As it would lead to attainment Then attainment would lead to great Fulfilment Yes fulfilment is achievement

THE THING WITHIN A CIRCLE. ( A short story).   EPISODE TWO ***********************  The drizzling music from the rain brought a comforting happiness as you sat watching the flat screened television hung on the blue coloured wall. You were buoyed by your own resolve. It was Saturday, a day you rest after a long tiresome week days anticipating the usual dinner visitor, the neighbour's spoilt eighteen years old son, Tobun. A mate of your sister, she taught at a primary school adjacent the house, the four bedroom duplexes. His singled mother was a nurse in the private model clinic, her duty calls occupies the whole day of Saturdays.

WHO SERVES WHO I grew up knowing leaders either appointed or elected are to serve Giving up their time, money, strength and verve I grew up knowing leaders are to sacrifice Give advice, always being precise I grew up knowing leaders are to love and care Knowing God is above whom they fear But all of a sudden, humanity now has no gravity Words of peace,  have turned words of insanity Hands that once fed us Now bring starvation to us Thought the bible says “promise is a debt” But now I guess promise has become a threat Leaders whom we appointed or elected Have now become thorns in our flesh by which we are all affected Democracy used to be ‘of the people, by the people and for the people’ Now it appears it’s against the people WHO SERVES WHO It’s all about the national cake Pretense all over, we fail to know who is fake They come before us making empty promises which we believe as they run their lips like sieves Because they want to lead And show their talen

When will we start encouraging truth and embracing reality When will we start listening to words that touch and not negative words that crush When will we embrace those with talents like spoken word, oratory and poetry And not lame raps that involves dancing round the laps (grinding) When will we build self-confidence and push out fear to its residence When will we clap our hands to meaningful things and not shouting to hype filthy things When will we be of help to those who are in need and not joining to squander what is left beneath When will we stop talking and start acting When will our idle hands become tools to change our generation We sit down saying they have spoilt our country not knowing we are also agent of destruction cos once you are idle, negative thinking comes and becomes the title of our actions We all are living on past legacy which legacy do we want to live for the next generation. Be a problem solver, stand and write something on the scroll of life

An abode far away From home, from peace, from hale Little souls twinkled at night Breathing so loud to withstand Imagine their sights above Hung with fear, a tiny glow. The first a night Flying cockroaches eased in delight Troubled echoes lifting rescues All of them; a mocking coo Clued to one hole Ten miles alone. The wind goes overboard Mincing calmness, sweetened guts Has the trees grown their wings? Dropping their shells on shallows Wild and whirl watered the morning dew A stream of naked weed. The last a night Chasing away sobbing fright Bent in taking off branched ties Friends so many, outnumbered heirs Sarcastic bow of honour Blushed over the faces of four. Journey home, an empty rooftop Grinning like nightingale in love Between gushing belief Dried as wet sleeping leaves Not a stain of dew Thick dust on our humble sleeves.

The features you capture now Is what would picture in your future The mind has a very soft texture And whatever you use to nurture your mind Will mature in it The mind is a creature That goes on a lot of adventure And it doesn't need the right temperature  To accept any given signature  The mind is the right pasture To fertilize with ideas  It will posses the right structure  And you would see that without a Gesture The right picture for your future will begin to feature..

It was so amazing to have attended the most amazing program of the month    @  Hilltop auditorium (FUTA)... what a wonderful program..