People

The people we take for granted

Are the ones we least wanted

Yet they are the most needed

My dear ex boyfriend

We broke up, we are no longer together
I don't hate you, I'm more indifferent than ever
I don't mind if I see you tomorrow or even never
Because I enjoyed us while it lasted, and that's my forever

I don't keep pictures of you, that's a drag
But whenever I see you, trust me u'll get a hug
Our memories are solid, stuck in my head like a bug
They come back to me when I'm sad, just like a happy drug


We may not have had the best of relationships
We probably had just too many flaws and slips
But the good times were far more than the hardships
So my dear ex boyfriend, I'm glad I met you, coz in my movie of life u gave me happy clips

The interesting girl

She looked no different than any other girl

But when she smiled, she could take over the world

She spoke with style, confidence and commanded the language so well

I had never seen such a girl, such an interesting girl

From across the room she had all the attention

There was a yearning to know her and we all wanted that satisfaction

When she spoke, in her eyes I could see her passion

It had been only twenty minutes and it’s like I had known her for a generation

I just couldn't figure out her kind of guy

She had this unbelievable confidence but still acted a little bit shy

This girl was the kind you just couldn't pass by 

But just like all other interesting girls she had and loved her man

The reality of fear

‘Crocodile!’ I heard someone scream. I turned and noticed there was a real crocodile moving up into the boat. This was followed by several screams. I was close to a tall tree next to the boat so I decided to climb it to keep myself alive and away from this beast. It seemed like everything was just getting worse by the minute. First the boat runs out of fuel and just when we are close to land a crocodile decides to feed on us. As I climbed the tree, others followed. It was too late for some of my mates. Before they could move a muscle the crocodile had attacked them. I watched in horror as it tore apart my own friends. John picked up the fire extinguisher and sprayed it at the animal. It begun to retreat because of the pressure the extinguisher produced. It turned around and dashed into the water. Kwaku then grabbed the sledge and pulled it in so it couldn’t climb back up. 

I felt a lot relieved even though I was sad that two people were killed. We were on a leisure trip! We never expected it to turn out this way. The tour guide and also the captain of the boat had mysteriously disappeared and left us in the middle of no where. There was no fuel in the boat anymore so we were just drifting to God knows where. After the third day of the one day trip, things were just going wrong. The ten of us were out of food and got incredibly thirsty. We sent out SOS signals but there was no response. We knew things were not going on well but I didn’t expect to see a crocodile tear people apart before my eyes. One of those people could have been me!

We had finally gotten to land but didn’t know exactly where we were. At this moment I was sitting on a branch on the tree. ‘Come down!’ Kwaku screamed and the five of us on the tree started descending. Just when I decided to go down I saw something that sent an even larger shiver down my spine. I saw Kwaku and Tina strangle John. ‘Wait!’ I shouted to those on the tree. ‘Don’t go down. Kwaku and Tina have gone crazy, they want to kill us.’ I said. Tina noticed that I had seen them and headed for the tree with a knife. The rest saw this and started climbing the tree further. ‘We wont let you live!’ Kwaku screamed and run for the tree too. 

I was busy climbing higher as my heart raced. I could feel my death near. I saw another tree next to the one we were on. I wasn’t the only one who had an idea but Stephanie said, ‘Jump onto the next tree. That’s our only hope.’ I hesitated a while because it was a long way down. Stephanie had already jumped. ‘Juliet, come on jump.’ She called out to me. Just then I heard a scream from below me. Tina and Kwaku had caught up with Cindy. I held my breath and jumped. I held on to the other branch and stepped on the next tree again. Stephanie and the rest were almost at the base of the tree. I got to the ground finally and run as fast as I could without turning back. ‘Even if we don’t get you, our people will get you outside there. You will never be free!’ Kwaku screamed when he noticed he couldn’t reach us. 

Just then a memory hit me and everything made sense.  Kwaku and Tina had gotten very fond of each other very quickly. When I found out Kwaku’s girlfriend was dumping him I spoke to her. I told her that if she was leaving him because she suspected that he liked Tina then she shouldn’t because they were just friends. She said something that clarified a lot of things. ‘It’s not that. Do you know what cults do?’ I asked her what she was talking about and she acted like she was joking. Tina had introduced Kwaku to a cult called Souls. The cult provided money to young people in exchange for some human body parts. It was a rumour floating around campus but I had to know the truth the wrong way. That meant there were other cult members out there. 

It was dark and the wind was blowing violently, throwing dust into my eyes as I run. Just then we heard the sound of cars. We were close to a main road. When I got to the road, two men were talking to Stephanie. One of them brought out a gun and the other called the police. ‘There’s reception here. Kwaku has probably called the others in his cult. That means they will be here soon to finish us off.’ I said worriedly to my self. There was a bus pulling over a few meters from me. ‘Wait!’ I called out. The driver stopped and waited for me. I got in and saw the others hiding in the bus. ‘They are going to find us and kill us aren’t they?’ Kojo asked, terrified. I know he was scared but I was even more scared than him. The cult was large. They could be anywhere. I sat down somewhere at the back of the bus and prayed for my dear life as the bus moved in the dark night…   

Seven whole days

 Seven whole days, not one in Seven

Should I praise you Lord, like your angels in heaven

Other days I call them friends, but Sunday they are brethren

I forget you several times, but on that day you are sovereign

For several hours I give you my all, then the day breaks and it’s forgotten

Twenty fours go by, but yours is but a tiny portion

My heart wants to do right, to worship you right and give you all glorification

So today I start with a song, I will sing for you, each and every day, not one in seven.