Atsetemi: Reclaiming a Prophecy
Sometimes I consider my father too clingy. It’s in the way he claimed us at birth. Eight days after we were born, daddy etched a part of himself on us. A part we could...
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Papa’s Field
Tonight, I’m a little girl again. On a reverie to the days my soul was free, And my feet danced carefree To the rhythm of the wind; I find myself in Papa’s field...
Shall We Pray: For Convictions Compromised For A Perceived Greater Good
Shall we pray? Lord, Many times we find our convictions clashing with intellectual smartness. What we call smartness often times is a call to compromise, a value shift for a perceived greater good....