24/04/2026
Praise JESUS glory to His Name!!!
AGE versus YOUTH.
I am in that place where many think you are old
But because there are yet many ahead who you call old,
You don't believe them when they call and treat you as old.
But see how they have multiplied who call me "Baba".
One even dared gift me a walking stick the other day!
What does he know?
See his cocoyam head, I muttered under my breath.
Can't they see I'm still young?
Now when I face provocation
I hold back my punch
Ooh, my once famous right knuckle
That has greeted many jaws.
A voice within keeps reminding me
That I may not withstand the consequence of another jab.
The strength to fight has relocated
From the arms to the mind.
Leave it there, the voice says.
Yet the conflict persists!
Do not let your exhuberant heart lead you into a fight your arms have long retired from.
These young V-shaped emptyheads can be ruthless, y'know.
Age and youth in eternal conflict!
The body and the mind in different rhythms
The mind is playing a fast schoolboy disco;
The body is trying hard to keep up with the tempo.
The conflict persists!
To grow with the many years my body has seen?
Or to follow my heart and passion
In the desire and pursuit of more exhuberance?
The conflict persists for many;
But I have found rest
In making peace between the two
I travel with my mind,
I enjoy the sojourn of both memories and visions
Then I return to my reality...
The reality of a renewed spirit
That respects the limits of the body
Yes o!
Happy new week, my lovelies!