SAGE MUSIC BOOK

Photo credit: Google images I think about you a lot. Sometimes I find myself wondering about what you are doing. I dream about you too, but in my dreams I can never see your face clearly. Every time you start to turn around, I’d wake up alone in my bed. In my dreams, I feel satisfied. We are always on a beach and we are all alone, most times I am sitting in a shade watching you as you walk by the shores barefooted as the waves from the beach rush to greet your feet. Sometimes I am walking behind you, in love with the shape of you and taking my time to appreciate the sight of every curve and watch your hair float in the wind of the cool sea breeze. I feel myself smile, but just as you are about to turn around, I wake up to the familiar surroundings of my bedroom Photo credit: Google images I don’t know who you are, and I don’t know from where to begin my search for you but just hold on and I’ll find you. I don’t know if maybe you’ve had visions of me in your dre...

Photo credit: Google images Is there God? If your answer to this question is yes, then I have another question I’d like to ask you. But if your answer is no, I’d like to have a chance to convince you to believe that life has its genesis because God made it so. If your answer was yes, like I said I’d like to ask you another question. “Who is God?” Now let’s not get carried away by sentiments and vanity, instead let us all reason together in one accord and let’s try to make the world a better place. There are people who think of themselves as gods, who manipulates the life of others for their own profit, and can take life without so much as a trace of remorse afterwards, people in offices who manipulates documents and information about their colleagues and clients to truncate their ambitions. Photo credit: Google images People in their own homes, who through the means of the internet manipulates the information of their victims impersonating and most times even...

I almost every day wake up before 6:00am and most days I just about do the same thing I do every day. Money makes the world go round they say, and every day money must be spent purchasing comfort. I understand those things, but what I don’t understand is why you feel that you are suffering because you fail to afford an extravagant lifestyle. If I hadn’t heard it come out of the horse’s mouth myself, I probably would not have believed the testimony of whoever had witnessed it when you said “Hide your face. If you don’t have money, hide your face” I was so disappointed, because I know that I love you. And every day when I wake up in the early hours of the morning, I’m reminded of how much I feel for you and how much you feel for money. You only love money and live miserably without it. You have no value for friendship and trust, all you care about is money and like a parasite you cling to wherever the money is coming from and would do despicable things even, just beca...

It was the last day of the year. The thirty-first day of December and by midnight people everywhere would be screaming “Happy New Year” at the top of their voice. I watched as you walked down the street on your way to work in the morning and never thought that before the day was over you’d have won my heart. The evening was exciting, with so many of my friends visiting to count down the final hours of the year together. The atmosphere set in festivities as music filtered through the air from the stereo in the car parked in the street. While bottles of beer lay wasted on the ground and the scent of fried chicken wafted through the air, as laughter and conversations rang roundabout. Distracted by the sight of you walking alone down the street apparently back from work, I separated myself from the group and tried to find a quiet place to wait in hope of starting a conversation with you, just for the fun of it. Little did i know that i was going to enjoy talking to you so m...

Photo credit: Google images One of the most prudent things you should do for yourself in Nigeria today is keeping out of trouble. One of the worst things that can happen to a person is to be sent to jail in Nigeria. Jail in Nigeria is halfway house to hell. Maryam Sanda will probably never be executed, most Governor's do not sign the death warrant anymore. Orji Kalu Uzor will probably never serve full-time. But still Nigerian prisons are like Nazi concentration camps. The food is calamitous, healthcare is none existent. I have seen a prisoner holding his eye ball in his hand, it was still attached to his eye socket by a tendril. Someone used a spoon to scoop out his eye ball in a fight. The nurse was off duty. Nobody cared, he died. I had a client once who was remanded in prison. He was HIV positive and did not tell me. Maybe that would have been further grounds for bail. He could not take his drugs and he relapsed. Before I could try to get him out it was too late, h...

Photo credit: Google images I feel like there's nothing to worry about, even though there is a ton of things that needs to get fixed, lots of demands that needs to be attended. Nothing in this world can change the way I feel, unless of course i decide to change that by allowing every thing affect me. I am insecure about my finances, love, my job, but since the beginning of the new year, my insecurities have faded from being the topmost concerns on my mind and there is only one way to explain the way i feel. I'm on top of the world. In the wee hours of the mornings when i first realize that i'm awake, i feel the rush of thoughts as they clamor for priority in the space of my mind. Burdens of the earthly world. No running away from them, and no banishing them, to be forever rid of them. This I realised is the way the mind works, filling one with the need to creatively invent solutions to the malady of one's own thinking. Photo credit: Google images My ...

Photo credit: Google images “What do you love about women?” he asked. I had to take some time to think about what my reply would be. I didn’t want to say something I didn’t mean just for the benefit of my friends and to pretend to be something I definitely knew I wasn’t. “I love women because of the kind of relationships I‘ve had with them in the past” I replied. There was an uproar from everyone present, and someone spoke up and declared that there was no sense in the reply I gave to the question. “I love women only because they can give me children” He said. “I love women because of their boobs and ass.” Another said. Photo credit: Google images We were four in number and were enjoying a past time, conversing amongst ourselves while drinking alcohol and smoking weed and as expected the topic revolved around women. Two amongst us were married men and the other two, myself included were single and unmarried. “I envy men that are married.” I said. “These girls ar...