Clocking out of 2016!
Adieu to the painful memories.
Adieu to horrible mistakes.
Adieu to missed opportunities.
And adieu to this year of ups and downs.
However, I will always remember…
Remember the good days I had with you.
Remember the conversations I had with you.
Remember the adventures I had with you.
And remember the all the memories we made together.
As we say hello to this new year, here’s what I promise you.
I promise to continually be better than who I was yesterday,
I promise to continually wear my heart on my sleeve.
I promise to always be there for you, whatever you need.
And I promise to always love you unconditionally.
This message is for everyone who shared this year with me and to those I will soon meet.
For everyone I have been with for how many years I don’t recall.
For everyone at work and at home.
For everyone who supported me.
For everyone who I met this year of whom I am glad to call my friends.
This year 2016 was full of challenges and change
This year 2016 was full of adventure.
This year 2016 was full of stress and surprises.
And this year 2016 was an amazing roller coaster ride.
I expect nothing less of 2017.
Off to bigger and better things for all of us!
Happy New Year!
Take care always, be kind and I’ll see you around!
Akini signing off for 2016! Lots of love.
I found this poem while I was going through note book after note book of drafts and scattered poems and I thought I might as well share some of them here and there in the coming months.
I wrote this last year around March, I think. I’m not too sure since the dates in one of the notebooks were so random ranging from 2011 – 2015 but best guess, March 2015!
I don’t think I wrote this for anyone in particular. I believe, I wrote this because during that time I was itching to go and dance a partner dance but no one was willing to go with me. So in my frustration rather than saying it or letting people know, I wrote down a poem and here it is.
Underneath a mask with every passing day.
Many will not discover what makes you sway.
Many won’t know what else to say.
Under that mask,
You have taken on such a heavy task.
Carrying all that baggage,
And your mask unknowingly showing its damage.
The mask creates a shield,
Many will see and to approach they will yield.
To relinquish its hold,
One must naive enough and bold.
When it has all fallen away,
Everything else will find its way.
However this must be a chosen narrative,
To perhaps view an alternative perspective.
Contemplating on the words; authenticity, honesty and genuine, has had an interesting impact on my life for the past year. It has taken me on such an adventure and continues to do so. This new adventure has allowed me to understand what those three words REALLY mean, what it means for me and what it means for the people around me…
It will cost you friends,
It will cost you family,
It will cost you someone you hold dear,
It will cost you a career,
It will cost you your community,
It will cost you your life.
You will gain your life,
You will gain the right community,
You will gain passion,
You will gain your partner in crime,
You will gain and find your family,
You will gain true friends.
You will lose what you do not need and deserve.
You will gain more than what you believe you deserve.
This is the price; the price of being honest.
Being honest to the people around you;
But most importantly to yourself.
There is so much to lose;
But there is much to gain by living in earnest.
For the past few weeks I’ve been reflecting on this word; honesty. One word that can affect us greatly in many aspects of our life.
Being honest with the people around you can be ostracising and lonely, this is true even if you are speaking from a place of love. It can hurt people because they may not see and understand where you are coming from; your reasons but it should not stop us from speaking truthfully. Not to speak truthfully to hurt another person but to shed light. However, in saying this there is also a time and place for us to speak in truthfully in love.
Problem Called Apathy
Say what you may,
We have a growing problem in the world we’re living in called apathy.
It is easy to find sympathy,
But it is difficult to find people who has empathy.
Finding myself walking with the living dead.
Blank stares passing by I cannot comprehend.
Souls trapped in the midst of the crowd,
Joining this crowd of apathy rather than stepping out and being loud.
One step will do,
One word will make do,
As long as you know,
Where you have to go.
This poem came about through my sheer frustration from standing in a crowd and seeing a scene play out in front of us and no one even moved to do anything about what was going on!
My initial thoughts were “surely someone would step forward and say something”. So I waited and waited, “someone say something!” but I was naive. I however, after a minute, came to a realisation that if no one else is willing to say something I had to step out and do it myself, I cannot wait for someone else. When I stepped out I was frustrated and nervous but it had to be done, I could no longer stand to be with that crowd.
I talked to the lady and tried to communicate with her to the best of my ability, I stood up and turned around hoping she understood. And as I turned around I was saddened by the fact that everyone was watching us two and after the crowd realised that I have turned around they all looked away and went back to their screens!
Apathy; a three syllable word, a word that we need to unlearn in our lives and be ever so aware off. I myself need to learn how to unlearn this for it is definitely something we need less off.
One Small Present Tonight
Christmas? Presents, family, friends and food.
But hold on, don’t be fooled.
There’s so much more to this day than all this, dude!
It came as a small fragile gift worth way more than gold.
This Christmas let us not forget about the essence of Christmas in the midst of all the craziness; shopping for presents, food to be prepared for the next few days and our sometimes crazy family. It is in the name itself, Christmas, the child who came to our world to save us from our fallen lives.
No present we may receive in this world will ever amount to the present we received 2000 or so years ago. So while we go about our day, this 25th of December be reminded of what this day means for all of us.
“For unto us a child is born, to us a son is given and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6
Merry Christmas everyone, stay safe and see y’all next year!
I’ve had (having) a couple of amazing few weeks and I’m pretty sure this will certainly continue for the rest of my life!
Why? Because of distance
Two weeks ago I made a decision, one of the best decisions I’ve made so far. It had nothing to do with moving to a different place, money, work, finance or other people. It only had to do with me.
I made the decision to always step back, mentally distance myself and evaluate what I am feeling, why I am feeling a certain way and how I was interacting with other people and situations. To sum that up, I made sure to keep my attitude in check, always.
At work, we have a notice board full of work related bits and pieces of paper and other things such as messages left by customers or other employees. And on this board there’s a quote written by Charles Swindoll entitled, ‘Attitude’. For the 9-10 months I’ve been working there, I noticed it but didn’t think much of it not until recently. I must have read it over 80 times for the past 2 months and have been reflecting on its message. Not until 3 weeks ago, it clicked for me, it made sense!
After that moment, I made the decision to be in charge of my attitude. Since then, I have seen changes, I saw me for who I am, who I can be. I can see what I do and became more than ever, self aware. Also, I saw how my attitude can affect other people I work with and just around me in a positive way if I choose to have a good attitude towards situations and definitely in negative ways if I choose to react negatively.
To quote Charles Swindoll, “And so it is with you…”
When I wrote this poem, I wrote it in an inspired moment. A moment full of faith and a moment of peace. I wrote it feeling so loved, hopeful and with joy. It’s a wonderful feeling, I must say, after having gone through a few difficult months prior. And I still do think back of the time when I wrote this poem with fondness.
I have had reservations as to sharing this poem but reflecting on those reasons, I came to a conclusion that;
1. My poem was written in the circumstances I outlined above and I don’t believe there is nothing wrong with that.
2. How can I say in my About page “I am not saying I am perfect” if I do not share things about me that aren’t perfect and don’t post poems with a message of hope in them.
3. And WHAT IS THERE TO FEAR? TO BE ANXIOUS ABOUT? NOTHING! I was anxious of what other people might think of me and my writing. Well, I now know and believe that it does not matter.