"6" foot something, undone puff puff and him.

So,... There he was pressing his palm against his cheek. With eyes red like someone that just took oshogbo weed. He just got slapped, but this is not just your everyday slap. You know that slap, the type of slap that comes out of a thick labourer's palm. Yes that's the the type of slap he got, that kept his ears ringing.
And what was his crime?  He had flirted with the man's girlfriend. And the man happened to be muscular and six foot something. In short he looks like a club bouncer.
His friend had told him,  he has bad taste in women but he never took them serious until now that his cheek burns and he could do nothing but walk away. 
As he walks away from the scene, he couldn't help but think of what attracted him to the lady. The lady looks like an undone puff puff. Perhaps it's his bad taste in women, he's happy his friend is not present or he would have given him the "I told you so" eyes.
"Hold the tears, don't cry". A voice warned in his head.
"Just cry and ease your heavy heart of it's burden" Another voice encouraged as he continues walking.
"You are a man for Godsake you'll look ridiculous crying" The voice continued.
But the last warning sound too far in his head for him to hear. As he took the advice lf the latter to ease the heart's burden. He cried.
Yes he cried, And it was the wailing woman type of cry.

Life is a game

She came back for more
And you can't resist
You know it's wrong,
Your wife awaits at home

But you want to do it again
To you life is a just a game
That you can't help but play.

Do what you love not what you like

To write is to assemble words in a way the mind can relate to. To speak is to forge words in ways the ears could not help but give rapt attention.
To read is to learn, to learn is to lead. But to find joy in your passion is to find everlasting happiness.

Do what you love not what you like. 

She said "NO"

Delighted I am
For if s thousand horses is to be ridden in me
Stumble I shall not
Well, the reason for my happiness can't be far fetched.
It's because she said "NO"

Leave am to God

*Leave am to God*
She was wronged by her market supplier, he supplied substandard goods to her.
She fumed and complained, but her supplier showed indiference. She planned to sue and sought for advice from a friend."The case will drag on in court and besides you can't afford those expensive lawyers, just leave him to God she said". Thus, she gave up and truly left it to God.
   How many times have we been wronged in one way or the other? and like the woman in the story above, we also "leave am to God".  I'm not saying it's wrong to trust in God, but hey "God self" won't be happy with you if you are wronged and you let it go. The prophet (S. A. W) said: "Do not oppress and do not be oppressed".
  The truth is when we get told to leave it to God,  and we do just that. Our mind still get attached to it,most of us are guilty of advising people to leave it to God,
Brothers and Sisters please the next time you are wronged don't just leave it to God. Like a car sticker i saw which says "Don't just get mad,  get a lawyer".
Don't just leave it to God, get a lawyer. Unless you unkowingly buy chinko phone from challenge without collecting reciept and on getting home you discovered it's chinko. Please Don't even bother to go back, just leave am to God.

TO BE OR NOT TO BE

“TO BE OR NOT TO BE” Hamlet
Love Literature? Read and let your mind do the literary appreciation.
One of my best character’s line in a play, is of hamlet in the Shakespeare’s tragedy play, Hamlet
Act three, Scene one; here the character points a dagger towards his stomach contemplating suicide, thereby giving a thought provoking soliloquy which goes thus:
“To be or not to be, that is the question. Whether ‘tis (it is) nobler in the mind to suffer, the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them.
To die: to sleep, no more, and by a sleep to say we end the heart the ache, and the thousand natural shackles that flesh is heir to.
‘Tis (it is) a consummation, devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep: perchance to dream: ay(yes) there’s the rub.
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, when we have shuffled off this mortal coil, must give us pause. There’s the respect that makes calamity of so long life”.

MY ACTING DAYS ARE OVER

MY ACTING DAYS ARE OVER
        I use to care about what people say behind my back, i tried hard to please people. Those who i thought should understand me better, are the ones that are quick to judge me. I hate it when I'm defenceless against silly accusations , just because i don't wanna severe friendship bonds. It's been a long time coming for me, from yesterday to today and from today to tomorrow. It's funny how people who have been friends with you for a long time just turn on you like they never met you. What are friends for? They ask, i guess friends are there to make the phrase "stab in the back" become a sentence.
  Just like Drake's verse in his song titled "Enemies" "i gat niggas that i gotta act like i like, my acting days are over fuck them niggas for life".  My acting days are over too.