* I saw the picture of a kid in the Ukraine… In the midst of many wars, unrest and slaughters, these thoughts were born*
Who speaks for these ones
Who have no faces
Shadows in the space of war
Who speaks for them at night
When fright abound and hopes subside
Tears the company to their fate
Who speaks for them when fear is still
Suffocated by bombs and guns
Will silenced by a piece of steel
Hope abandoned to a time called tomorrow
A future that (might) never comes
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Time moves grand in my favor
I am a year older
Praying now to be better
All the more wiser
How are you?
I am part of a fundraising team for at risk, and underprivileged children in West Africa. The foundation is in honor of my aunt Funmi Adewole who passed away last spring.
She was very devoted in medical missions to Nigeria, and giving at risk children an education. As the first year anniversary of her passing approaches, many of us along with her children, and husband have united to carry on her legacy, and continue to see her dreams and hard work come true.
In April 2014, a group of volunteers will travel to West Africa, and specifically Nigeria (her home country) to continue her work by giving children a chance at a better education, and future. There will also be free health screening and care for as many people in the communities the volunteers would serve.
In the next 2 weeks, I am looking to raise at least $250, to support this foundation, and I need your help and backing to reach, and even surpass this goal. No amount is too small, and your prayers and support are greatly appreciated.
If you would like to make a contribution of any amount, please feel free to contact me via email or phone. You can also donate directly on the website; http://www.funmiadewolefoundation.org.
Thank you so much for your support
If he had the world
I think he’d give it to me
But alas, all he has is his love
And in my world that is enough
Our lives are very intersected
Underneath the diverse layers we embody
So sometimes we collide
On other occasions we crash
To a thousand little pieces we succumb
Broken into fragments of a single whole
In this pool again I sink
Faster than the time before this
The problems of the past are nowhere gone
They plague me still every chance they get
The need to figure it out outweighs my heart
My heart breaks slowly night after night
At the crack of dawn I can still hear it break
It breaks with the light of day
I am shattered in pieces for I know not what I seek
Yet passion and the will to succeed cries heavy on my spirit
Which way do I go from here?
I ask time and time again
Which way can I go from here?
I examine my heart for a sign
It tugs at every chance I am given
Wanting only to take a chance once by itself
With the New Year comes new dreams, visions, and desires…a fresh chance at a new start. Here’s hoping life opens up the year to us like never before; dreams falling in place, purposes taking flight, visions realized.
Happy New Year! May it be your best yet…
Last year, my fingers didn’t find time for the keyboard or pen as much as I would have liked, and it looks like it might be no different this year.
I will continue to write in my notes and such but I might not be able to share as I would like to…some major accomplishments require my undivided attention, and so I need to reprioritize my time, and schedule. I will make every effort to share whenever I can but please don’t hold me to it, especially if I go several months without sharing anything.
Feel free to reach out via email, Facebook, or twitter. I can’t promise I will be regular on those outlets as well, but it will be nice to hear from you once a while.
Have a fulfilling and blessed 2014.