WHISPERS OF INSPIRATION

With the bills of the cold dawn long gone, The bliss of restless sunshine rises In the armpit of the Harmattan avenue. The grey scales of the sky spins, As the pale air parts the lines, In the arms of the Harmattan avenue With the heatstrokes of the noon shades, The light dusty particles rises to our toast, In the hands of the Harmattan avenue. On this dry streets of a season, The thirsty streams swings sluggishly, As the wailing withering leaves drops, In the corridors of the Harmattan avenue. From this Harmattan avenue, Accept my best wishes of the season. Greetings to you. ©KYB ✍🏿16/12/23

Pay attention to your health, because it is important.  Place high premium on your well-being because it is vital. And please do not postpone the NEED to seek healthcare. For the speedy recovery for our loved ones who are not too well and undergoing treatment, we pray 🙏🏿. Wishing you a wonderful Wednesday. Greetings from me to you ©KYB ✍🏿13/12/23

In our units or cells, they live. Some are in our homes, houses, and hubs. Others were in our schools, or people we meet regularly. Some are even in special locations we know and visit. They are interesting and differently gifted. They are essentially human beings eager to smile. We may hear or not hear their utterances or ideas. But they speak and communicate in the community. Often their voices of concern are muffled by the loud dins. Usually, in public discourse and national planning, their concerns are bitterly an afterthought. Sometimes they are denied opportunities just because of their disabilities. Despite some snubs and pressures, a number of our compatriots still rise to breathe life into their dreams. In marking this International Day of Persons with Disabilities (IDPD) today 3 December, could we stand together, United in action to rescue and achieve the SDGs for, with, and by persons with disabilities? Could we promote the rights and well-being of p

The decks of days of the months, Details our determination with divine favour, Driving us through our distinctive experiences.  In the decimals of our decisions or indecisions, And through the low and high tides in the past 11 months, We just have to give thanks for being alive. As we acknowledge our Farmers for feeding us, It is my prayer we are given the strength to complete what we have started, as we decide to discipline our excesses. Be blessed with enough great testimonies to remember. Happy New Month. Greetings ©KYB ✍🏿01/12/23

As we nurse the new stories of November,  We nurture the noble essence of gratitude. So in thanksgiving for the lives of the SAINTS,  We recall all the SOULS who affected our lives. And remember the true spirit of Truce and Peace in the world.  To those who rekindle the spark in our lives, and are committed to Guiding us on this path, with prayers and support, We cannot thank you enough. Sending you my best wishes for the day. Thank you for coming this far.  Be blessed. ©KYB ✍🏿30/11/23

You might have heard sermons about end time, grace time, breaktime, travel time, extratime, happy or sad times.    But whether the weekend time is due or not, in the meantime, and in-between this Friday time, and the July times, let's make time to think about the beauty and linkages of life. Stay blessed. Greetings ©KYB ✍🏿30/07/21

Waking with a ray of hope along the lines of Thursday, And walking in line with our conviction and plans is good. But with the unending tale of the Headlines tickling the lines in Akwatialine, Blackstarline, Sofoline, Zamramaline, and Redlines of our discomfort, Perhaps we have to be streetwise traversing the guidelines of our morals and learning the Softlines in our leftline or centerline stands. And the Life-line here is for us to be mindful to never cross the marklines of Norms, Anger or Egolines in order to reach the deadline or the Finish-line with glory. There is still hope in being Patient. Greetings from me to you. ©KYB ✍🏿27/07/23