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Chronicles of Thursday

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Five days to the grand finale Vibes so high for the next beano  Constant words became an alarm only one could possess to make things right. Days went on with contracts of verbal binding, with assurances of having my back. The time between one day and the next came when the moon took the next shift after the sun which was to bear forth the dawn of the grammy into existence, excuses for absenteeism became windy with particles of dust to leave you paralyzed. The dawn of the day was here with only 1 and an external out of 30 active forces to support me through the movement. If that wasn't enough demoralizing news to start your day with, the weather climate had to greet me with opened arms, wrapping itself on me like the seducer it is giving me a sense of protection and comfort causing my sheets to raise and take its rightful place on my skin. Bam! The tune for movies and popcorn was set. It was raining! My mind, soul and body were now in sync with the dec

RED!

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Grace, class and good looks Those were the package you got Anytime she came around.  She came from a good home, had an amazing upbringing. However here was her issue, just like any hot Lagos babes slay queens She loved her coins. Men flocked all around her, but she failed to settle down with one the cash flowed smoothly but her sense of morals flowed south. she got so many messages every day, but that one message got her attention his profile spoke money and she understood that language very well. They exchanged numbers............. he lived in the North but he was coming to Lagos very soon, he made her so many promises, all of which she loved. He said to meet up in a Hotel, to any other  person that would have screamed red. But she was so caught up in high of the luxuries, she became so used to  these red lights, she couldn't care to stop. The D-day came, the hotel room door buzzed open

WHISPERS!

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It's May 28th, 2018, fifteen years of Devan's absence. Devan got missing before we could decipher what we had for each other. Waking up to an empty bed of grief and romance cocktail underlying the acute nostalgia of yesteryears. His absence was in accordance to a sort of coup de grâce in his protracted battle with.......... ****************** Devan Holy Gracious! Who is this brunette that turns all head in administration on black red bottom stiletto heels with black leather pencil skirt matching with the peach body hug collared short sleeve shirt, pronouncing her right angles with the long curls that balance on her slim waist like its keeper? She must be my crimson cos her lips and nails are polished red. I wonder if that is intentional... Her gold dotted earrings and a single dove neck piece speaks royalty. The stairs must be privileged to kiss her feet on a weekly basis. Her invisible crown of Grace makes the issue and weight of life look like a mustard seed. Am s

APPRECIATE HER!

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I have come to realize that sometimes people are so short-sighted that they cannot see their past I don’t understand how stupid you must have become, to forget how you made it this far. The past isn’t a darkness to force into the depths of oblivion, it is the path that helps you get past the hurdles you need to pass into a better future. I hope somewhere in this reminder, you were able to remember the glimpses and fractions of your past you have left behind. Maybe while you are trying to remember you would notice that woman that has cried and struggled, been mocked and ridiculed because she tried to give you the love she thought you deserved, because she thought you needed all the love she could give and you were willing to show her the same measure of love, but you didn’t have to, she loved you regardless. Maybe, maybe and if you remember you can unearth her from the corner of your mind you label “past”, maybe you will remember the pain you only heard about or the scars you saw but

THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING!

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Hi everyone! I know it has been forever since I posted a write up as a result of final year projects and other primary necessities. Indeed I sincerely apologize for the unnotified break and promise to make up for it. Coming up next will be a collection of book reviews, entertainments including foods, fashion, arts e.t.c, teachings on topics such as spirituality, etiquette, workplace violence, romance, abusive supervision, abusive alcohol usage, and many more, also partnering with different inspired and articulate writers. Hope you are excited! cos I am so, stay intuned as we devour, enjoy and meditate on the upcoming contents together! FOR THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING!!! Much love from K.M.I :)

THOUGHTS!

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Photo credit: @bryanadamc I found myself in a world filled with creative thinkers groomed with different ideas and visions as though that is what they live for. Confused and devastated whether there was a thinking bulb in my brain gawking at an empty space in my world of fantasy. Thoughts kept matching up like an enigma. Visual graphics became legendary as black cards started making sense but I couldn’t figure out the mastermind behind the game. I became in sync with the dark and found a gleam of light beneath which lit me up and made me feel like as though I was good enough. I knew one day I was going to make a name for myself but I didn't know when or how. I was so in love with you to know that one day I will be the person the world needs but I felt something was missing, something wasn’t just right. Whacked out of my world, was a universe staring at me naked with problems of different kinds, ready to be solved and attended too. There I searched within me for the key to gre

MOTHER'S DAY!

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Strength and dignity are her clothing, and she laughs at the time to come. She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue. She looks well to the ways of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: “Many women have done excellently, but you surpass them all". - Proverbs 31:25 - 30  You raised us with humor and raised us to understand that not everything was going to be great but how to laugh through it. You are the glue that holds us together. You fill our heart with love, joy and support and a world without you will be a hallowed place. Behold, we are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are we of one's youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with us! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate. You loved us, taught us, encouraged us, raise

SILENT SCREAMS!

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Every day is the same, I wake up and I feel empty Before the sun is up I scavenge the dump I search all day for what to eat, is this normal? I lie on my bed one more day Looking forward to greeting the gates of death   At least I will look forward to something rather than a day without food or hope My swollen tummy reminds me of my misfortune As my soul stare me to the face Where can I go for help, food, and hope? I barely hear a sound from my own bones as they move in their own accord Bones of my bones, the flesh of my flesh yet abandoned in the desert Why am I destined to be brought to an empty world? No one to call home, to love me, to give me hope No one I wish I was not born There are things we see and things we do not see but something we can’t ignore seeing A silent scream A scream we will never hear Look at our beautiful children Why are they starving? Is this the end? Over 3.1 million

BEYOND!

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           Seems like I have goals,            plans, visions, ambition,             a semblance of my true purpose.             Who am I? Who do I want to be?             Do I think I want to be who I want to be?            Confusion, anger, repentance, frustration,            clarity.            The cycle continues, over and over again.            But alas! I realize, I truly have only one            Life to live, a life if broken down into seconds            Is not up to the figure of bill gates net worth.            So what do I do? I sit up, I observe,            challenge, analyze, focus.           Dedication roots from aspirations         And aspiration roots from questions         Which when asked, have no finite answer.        The truth is, as the Yoruba saying goes       "Aye o pe Meji" (you only have one life), you truly do not        get a second chance, so do what you       have to do, love what you want to love,    

BETRAYAL

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Picture Credit:- MIDEDA You say you are my friend but every act of mine is being countered by you. You say you are my friend but yet eat and dine with my enemies, you led them through me for just a sense of belonging. You betray me with every bone in your body, you found the key to my freedom, stole it and trapped me within. Saw the knife I have been running from for ages, you took it and said it's for my good but came forcefully unexpected and pierced it right through my back till I was drowning in my own crimson. Yet you still say you are my friend. I found the little piece of my heart and nurtured it with love for you. I became stronger than ever, wiser than expected. Now I am a strong equipped lady not because of my stupidity of letting you in but because you were the instrument used.

HER LOST KINGDOM

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We were having the best time of our lives, lost in harmony with the peaceful cold breeze of the night, humming to the sounds of the tree. We stared up at the sky, connected with the beauty of the stars lost in thoughts about our future and having hope that our little romance will last forever. Little did we know all our love will end in tragedy. All through the night long on my bed, I looked for you but did not find you. Awake, north wind and come south wind. Blow on my garden that its fragrance may spread. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choice of fruits. So he could stay forever. I longed for you day and night, which makes my heart keep beating because you are the reason I am losing my sleep, please come back to your treasure I plead. Didn't know my throne was at stake, ironic how wrong could be so sweet. Despite I knew your love was hard to say and understand. Your guise was not much of a help as it was just a shade that covers the little fragile boy

WELCOME TO 2018!

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Hello! KMI blog, wishes you a happy, positive, progressive and prosperous new year. Huray!!! KMI is 3 months, 1 week and six days old with over a thousand page views. This is a great milestone and  couldn't have been achieved without your consistent support and encouragement. We appreciate you all. Our special thanks to our top 10 viewed countries: Nigeria with over 951 page views, United States with over 388 page views, Ukraine 72 page views, Poland 54 page views, Germany 49 page views, Belgium 39 page views, Ireland 30 page views, Kenya 26 page views, Portugal 25 page views and Canada 23 page views. This year is full of great expectations, opportunities and challenges, but together we will exceed the expectations, utilize the opportunities and by the Grace of God we will scale the walls.