(click image above to see @dlive video) Hi Steemit Friends! I'm so excited to announce that I have hit 3,500 followers! WOW! I am totally speechless... well figuratively, as I'm still typing away. hehe.

Joining @steemit was more or less a push for me. I was goaded into joining the platform when I thought I had nothing to offer myself again. My life before I joined the platform had witnessed series of

Truly, it has been long I have heard about this great platform but I have been on the sideline watching and trying to grapple with the intricacies. This is no doubt a great platform that encourages originality

Today is beautiful as I go to church in style

With ease we wake, For the divine is awake, To keep watch over us, Even when asleep and lost in drowsinessWe wake to the touch of nature, Radiating and beaming its smile, A new day it heralds, As we plunge

Some things happen in a man’s life and one could only ponder, wonder and relinquish the success or changes to supernatural and miraculous influence. It is never easy to undergo some accidental or fatal

This is my entry for this for the steemit creative curation show by @isaria. i hope it ends up curated. This poem is about the state of Nigeria as we live in abject poverty and my intense intention to

This is my entry to @morahn and @steemhive poetry contest and i thank them for this wonderful opportunity. image credit A beautiful girl I have always wanted, To love and cuddle but not by my friends promoted,

This is my entry to @rumplestiltskin poetry contest. Future is bright… Like let there be light and there was light; And with light, everything turned aright; And the dream is aglow with light. Everly,

The name of the style of my favorite professional poet is Wole Soyinka (a Nigerian dramatist, poet, novelist and professor). I love his prolixity that tends towards the use of rhetorical questions so as

image credit Peace of heart, Peace of mind, What we crave is just peace on this mother earth, We want it in earnest, advocate it and we shall find it The earth in internecine flames they erupt, Countries

Image credit Come away my dear one, Come away my fair one, Come and play and dance To the song of songs. For my love for you Is more than just a song. I love my dove My dove be still Until I sing To my

The intensive campaign had been in full gear ever since in order to bring to the world's glare the despicable and heinous acts of the CPS (Child Protection Service). It is a pity that we were hoodwinked

It has been a hectic but eventful weekend even though i have been off the steemit platform for two days (it was as if i had gone for a week). Friday was strenuous for me as i had to frenetically be everywhere

This is a reflection of my internal turbulence informed by the sheer dissatisfaction derived from the oodles of works bestowed without a commensurate pay. I work to no end and I pine away my time while

image source This country is blessed is the hackneyed expression We live in affluence but in abject poverty Rich men taking an askance at us on the lower rung The poverty line swelling in-considerably

Saturday was a day to remain etched on many minds as steemians met for the first time with a large turn-out in a long time. It was a great experience of fun, socialising, meeting new faces, getting to

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image source Lunging back and forth Buffeted by the wind of indecision. Swimming with the flow of uncertainty, It has to stop... African dream is no dream, Tethering one to a spot, Marooned without any

image credit Until we revolt with votes, Nothing will seem achievable The leaders will be having a field day Perpetuation poverty for the people Silencing their agitation with more impoverishment Until