Mago Training and Technology

25/08/2024

Where We getting it all Wrong Till Now?
Is this really a Man's World?
Big Ups to The Women who make
the World a livable place!!!!

14/05/2024

What are the issues you would want me to write about? Are you able to state the issues in two words? Would you want to tell me more in NOT more than two sentences?

14/05/2024

Freedom

The music of the word
The enchantment of it
Aren't we all wooed of it
Swooning in ecstatic thought
Ah the sound of freedom

The Yoruba drums call Kunta Kinte
The Serengeti beckons wild herds
The moth breaks out of the cocoon
The African Eagle soars above mountains
Such is the power of freedom

Then you wonder at the youth
They challenge your status quo
And quite often to innovation
Freedom to push boundaries
But also to outrage and tears

Freedom fighters whose freedom
Enflamed rhetoric for the converts
And now to protect the freedom
Knives, guns, bombs... hell; nuclear!
Freedom has become scary

The world on its last feet
Teetering at the edge close my eyes
The abyss black hole swallows planets
My son wont talk to me
He has rights you know

The devil has the last laugh
At last we are free to die
We have not understood freedom
It never was about self
It is the gift you offer another

It was for tranquil peace
Communion of brotherhood
Freedom was given not taken
Now demanding a free gift
Has become freedom FREE-DOOM

12/05/2024

This poem is taken from my anthology "Howling Winds and Blue Tears" It is available online.

Gift for Her

Today is a special day
And you are remembered fondly
Not least for your good looks
Not more for your sweet voice
But more because you have been
Yes, the blessing that we cherish
On the day you were born
Did they not love you with all
And with prayers wished you well
And now you stand grand statuette
Testimony to a greater Love
You have been a child since birth
Parented by God and man

And I warmed in your love too
And today is a remembrance
That you have been great and wonderful
I have neither doubt nor question
But for lack of equitable gift
Today I give you again from my heart
A gift that I cherish to whit
This prayer is my song for you
If peace be found, you in the centre of it
And all love quest, find for you a fountain
Defining success, see you mountain tops
The good of the earth, deliver you health
May your ears attune to good tidings

While your eyes see heart dreams
I know you have tasted God's sweet grace
Feel you thus His presence continually
Filling you with incense of joyous life
No, it’s not your birthday perhaps
Neither maybe vogue parenting day
But that God has granted yet another
Was yesterday not just a year another day
God who stands with you today
May He stand again another year of tomorrows.
Our joys complete in yours
Not because it's Mothers’ Day
But then again, why not?
Happy Mother’s Day!!!

26/02/2024

To mourn or to celebrate Hage

Comrade, friend, father, husband
To assume you had known Hage
Yet who has not known
Yes the towering specimen he
And yet today in death towers
And a nation at shocked stand still

To start writing “Ha” what to complete
To write Hage is the easier
Yet Harambe comes second equal
Yet were it my power in language
Would I deign similitude of the two
Would Hage mean Harambe

Etched in the history of a nation
And stature elevated to another two
Even he a third was of them that live
All stalwarts that governed the brave
Each of note perpetuating a legacy

Allow me a grace on Hage
Comrades, friends and countrymen
Allow this humble eulogy not personal
Can a man bear good fruit and be unshaken
All village boys know to shake a tree of fruit
Could sweet fruit be perennial
Alas would our eating be for granted

Yet here lies the man flesh and bones
And now interred with his fathers
Yet not to sublime oblivion
To forget Hage, God forbid the sin
Yes, condole a nation and a house
To him were dearly cherished
Is it a loss that we lose Hage?
Did he not fight his fight of winners?
It was not eternal to be flesh and bones
Does national sainthood not befit him?
It is trite he was one for just justice
Indeed he cried just justice for Palestine

Land of the brave be brave again
Rise to the greatness of Mandume
Rise to the selflessness of Hendrik
Learn the words and heart of Tate Sam
Is Hifikepunye not witness and testament
This role of braves we etch Hage

Emblazon these selfless souls at our gates
A reminder of the great exodus of a nation
Engrave their names on our ways and byways
Where not cities named after founders and heroes
Enkindle the fire that burned their hearts
Where no one must be left behind

Was Hage not a man in all seasons
Commiserating with the bereaved
Passionate singer in humble chorus
What at the stadium heartful soccer
Loved laughed a good joke

Revolutionary thought
That shaped the trajectory of nationhood
Evolutionary sentiment
A sustainable development order
Regenesis of a nation
United purpose, innovation, resilience

Thus we salute You Comrade
We are not morning this demise
You live in our hearts
For we carry forward the torch
You are not dead yet Hage
Long Live Harambe

22/02/2024

To mourn or to celebrate Hage

Comrade, friend, father, husband
To assume you had known Hage
Yet who has not known
Yes the towering specimen he
And yet today in death towers
And a nation at shocked stand still

To start writing “Ha” what to complete
To write Hage is the easier
Yet Harambe comes second equal
Yet were it my power in language
Would I deign similitude of the two
Would Hage mean Harambe

Etched in the history of a nation
And stature elevated to another two
Even he a third was of them that live
All stalwarts that governed the brave
Each of note perpetuating a legacy
Allow me a grace on Hage

Comrades, friends and countrymen
Allow this humble eulogy not personal
Can a man bear good fruit and be unshaken
All village boys know to shake a tree of fruit
Could sweet fruit be perennial
Alas would our eating be for granted

Yet here lies the man flesh and bones
To be interred with his fathers
Yet not to sublime oblivion
To forget Hage, God forbid the sin
Yes, condole a nation and a house
To him were dearly cherished

Is it a loss that we lose Hage?
Did he not fight his fight of winners?
It was not eternal to be flesh and bones
Does national sainthood not befit him?
It is trite he was one for just justice
Indeed he cried just justice for Palestine

Land of the brave be brave again
Rise to the greatness of Mandume
Rise to the selflessness of Hendrik
Learn the words and heart of Tate Sam
Is Hifikepunye not witness and testament
This role of braves we etch Hage

Emblazon these selfless souls at our gates
A reminder of the great exodus of a nation
Engrave their names on our ways and byways
Where not cities named after founders and heroes
Enkindle the fire that burned their hearts
Where no one must be left behind

Was Hage not a man in all seasons
Commiserating with the bereaved
Passionate singer in humble chorus
What at the stadium heartful soccer
Loved laughed a good joke

Revolutionary thought
That shaped the trajectory of nationhood
Evolutionary sentiment
A sustainable development order
Regenesis of a nation
United purpose, innovation, resilience

Thus we salute You Comrade
We are not morning this demise
You live in our hearts
For we carry forward the torch
You are not dead yet Hage
Long Live Harambe

22/02/2024

To mourn or to celebrate Hage

Comrade, friend, father, husband
To assume you had known Hage
Yet who has not known
Yes the towering specimen he
And yet today in death towers
And a nation at shocked stand still

To start writing “Ha” what to complete
To write Hage is the easier
Yet Harambe comes second equal
Yet were it my power in language
Would I deign similitude of the two
Would Hage mean Harambe

Etched in the history of a nation
And stature elevated to another two
Even he a third was of them that live
All stalwarts that governed the brave
Each of note perpetuating a legacy
Allow me a grace on Hage

Comrades, friends and countrymen
Allow this humble eulogy not personal
Can a man bear good fruit and be unshaken
All village boys know to shake a tree of fruit
Could sweet fruit be perennial
Alas would our eating be for granted

Yet here lies the man flesh and bones
To be intered with his fathers
Yet not to sublime oblivion
To forget Hage, God forbid the sin
Yes, condole a nation and a house
To him were dearly cherished

Is it a loss that we lose Hage?
Did he not fight his fight of winners?
It was not eternal to be flesh and bones
Does national sainthood not befit him?
It is trite he was one for just justice
Indeed he cried just justice for Palestine

Land of the brave be brave again
Rise to the greatness of Mandume
Rise to the selflessness of Hendrik
Learn the words and heart of Tate Sam
Is Hifikepunye not witness and testament
This role of braves we etch Hage

Emblazon these selfless souls at our gates
A reminder of the great exodus of a nation
Engrave their names on our ways and byways
Where not cities named after founders and heroes
Enkindle the fire that burned their hearts
Where no one must be left behind

Was Hage not a man in all seasons
Commiserating with the bereaved
Passionate singer in humble chorus
What at the stadium heartfull soccer
Loved laughed a good joke

Revolutionary thought
That shaped the trajectory of nationhood
Evolutionary sentiment
A sustainable development oder
Regenesis of a nation
United purpose, innovation, resilience

Thus we salute You Comrade
We are not morning this demise
You live in our hearts
For we carry forward the torch
You are not dead yet Hage
Long Live Harambe

06/02/2024

Drunk Behemoths

A moth came by the other day
As many moths have often done
And I had me a fire going
As it was night surrounding
And you know about moths
How they love landing on light
And this moth was drunk
So I called it beer-moth
And it's confidence compelling
So it thought of itself so big
And christened itself such
So named self; Behemoth
A beer-moth is no behemoth

A lesson learnt in flames of fire
Wings aflame a sure demise
Please moths don't come near
My fire is mine to tend
I would share but not with moths
I have me a fire so warm and hot
Her fuel the love I give full
Her reserve full and unquenchable
The twelve wells are in my heart
One every season the fire will burn
No its not for moths to love
I purposed it and fan a flame
What's her oil that she glows
Dispelling the dark shadows around

I carry the light season and out
And not moth nor mite I fear
Moths and beer-moths your peril!

15/01/2024

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12/01/2024

Love is not what you receive, but what you give!

11/01/2024

POEM OF THE DAY

02/01/2024

Why do older people take less risk? Does age reduce daring creativity? Do we become more cowardly as we grow older?