THE CRAZY ONES

The Crazy Ones; They make IMPACT!!!

THE CRAZY ONES

Time is never on their side

Anytime, anywhere they’re ever ready to preside

They’re ready to walk on the sky

Even on water, they’re tempted to fly

Sky they says is the limit

They believe is meant for the timid

They’re their own hero

And often starts from zero

They fear less

Hence, never care less

Always walk on their toes

Without minding their foes

They’re ready to walk miles

On their faces lie millions of smiles

They create, they quest,

They‘re never afraid of making request.

They explore, they invent

They endure, they prevent.

They craves for more

They’re ready to learn more.

If allowed, they’ll turn the world upside down

They’re hardly pushed down

Freely they dash out

From inside out

They imagine, they inspire

They motivate, they aspire

Majority says its craziness

‘Cos they detest laziness

They exploit their craze

It doesn’t matter who gaze

They hate things being deferred

Now is what they preferred

They’re their own thought’s driver

Like a snake in the river

They build their own pillar

Not worried by who wants to counter the pillar?

They never for once forget their thinking cap

And always breaking every gap

They exploit great opportunity

With their hearts of importunity

I call them the genius

Just because they make things happen

Some call them the seniors

Sure, they never watch things happen

They’re the crazy ones

Their thought is limitless

Their movement is boundless

They’re the crazy ones

Success is their paramount

Doesn’t settle for less amount

They’re the crazy ones

They don’t fear tomorrow

Courage dwells in their bone marrow

The crazy ones, invented the Aeroplane

They’re called the levers

But permit me to compliment them with- clevers

The crazy ones, invented the Microsoft

They’re called the gates

But could that be their fates?

The crazy ones, they’re countless

Never say it’s meaningless

The crazy ones, we have many examples

Even in God’s temples

The world needs you!

Yes! I mean you!

Dare the difference

Cross the lines

Walk the miles

Let’s remember you

After you’re gone

Be the crazy one

  

 * There are only two tragedies of life; Not getting what you want and getting- Oscar Wilde

 *How much you fall doesn’t matter but how many times you were able to rise when you fall is what matters.-Rawfacts

* Courage is not absent of fear but the judgement, decision that something is much more important than fear- Ambrose Redmoon

* Nothing bad happens to us but we do it to ourselves through other people- Naomi Judd

I want to share your story, I want to write about you, I want to celebrate you…Be part of the crazy ones of our time that can be reckoned with…Till I cross your paths again; make a difference-rawfacts!

My Birthday

MY DAY

On your birthday,

That is; today

I congratulate you

And also celebrate with you

‘Cos many were born same day

But their lives was a tale

Some people claims today;

A memorable day

Some argue and call it best day

Others says its unforgettable day

But as for me,

It’s God’s ordained day

For you and me.

To know the Lord has been good all the way

Many try to bring you down

Fortunately, under your feet they were laid down

The journey seems too swift

As if you took a lift

While making hays during sunshine

And absurdly neglecting every shrine

Obviously, greatness is your prime

Yes! It’s not a crime.

It’s just your time

Despite costing more than a dime

You’ve got your aim

All you need is fame

And your patches will never be the same

Neither be put to shame

You now know the rudiments of life’ game

Certainly, success is your name

Behold, when strengths fails

Dial Him, He never fails.

Lord, teach us how to number our days that we may gain a heart of wisdom.

Happy Birthday to you Babatunde Oluwaseun Owolabi…Thank God I’m a year older today.

A Gift Unto Us.

 A Gift Unto Us.

Unto us a child is born
Just because our sins must be burn
From prophets, it was proclaimed
Before it was now acclaimed
For God so love the world
And He'll not deny His word

He was sent to heal
'Cos His name alone is a seal
For our sake;
He was humiliated
For this stake;
We're being celebrated

The only son of Most High
Went through sufferings and shame
For You and I
So that we can call on His name
He was beaten
And from death He'd risen

He's the only reason
Why we celebrate this season
Thus, He's the celebrant
And He's still vibrant
His name is a wonder
That strikes everywhere like a thunder.
Merry Christmas.
If God can make His son known and recognized from the manger and still received gifts from the three wise men,then you too can show forth such love to the less privileged,poor and neighbours around you.His conception,birth,death nd resurrection was a miracle.Celebrate Jesus with a thankful heart for coming to give us the "Grace" to approach the throne of Most High.This indeed is A GIFT UNTO US.This is my own way of saying...Merry Christmas To You All...........Cheers!!!

The Labour Room

The Labour Room 

Why do we pray?
I'd guessed so that we don't become a prey.
Then why do we sing?
To escape sadness' sting.
Most times when we rush,
We crush.

As a common saying
If you don't think,
I'm also saying
You may stink.
We want things to be done
like the usual dawn

Hence,we're afraid of the labour room
That I'd like to call a favour room.
There's certainly no promotion
Without an examination.
We all want it
But not all ready to face it.

When things are rough
Just be tough
Even when you can't move your lips
Here are some tips.
Just play your role
To come out of the hole.

When you're sad,
The world will be glad.
But your sadness,
Will soon turn to gladness.
But,you must be ready to pass through the labour room.
Before you get to your favour room

"Now Jesus knew that they were desirous to ask him, and said unto them, Do ye enquire among yourselves of that I said, A little while, and ye shall not see me: and again, a little while, and ye shall see me? "Verily, verily, I say unto you, That ye shall weep and lament, but the world shall rejoice: and ye shall be sorrowful, but your sorrow shall be turned into joy."And ye now therefore have sorrow: but I will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice, and your joy no man taketh from you. And in that day ye shall ask me nothing. Verily, verily, I say unto you, Whatsoever ye shall ask the Father in my name, he will give it you."Hitherto have ye asked nothing in my name: ask, and ye shall receive, that your joy may be full. " (John 16:19-24).
Don't do for God,what He'll do for Himself...Just put your trust in Him.

THE SET TIME

THE SET TIME
We are all in a bus
With our boss
To an unknown destination
And we doubts His revelation
The journey seems slow
But faster we want to grow

Ahead of us
There was another bus
Moving faster
As if he was the master
With many passengers
And so many messengers
Everything seems alright
Even when they are upright

We envy them
We also admire them
We choose them as out role model
But they’re infidel
Just as if we’re under pressures
But they’re having pleasures

To our boss
In the bus
Move! We shouts
Like louts
He says nothing
But we want something

While we rush
We crush
We pretends to know everything
Funny enough, we knows nothing
We like to jump
And we hits the bump

We focus more on the past
Even when we’re not the cast
Don’t get discouraged
Rather, be encouraged.
God has the set time
Without costing you a dime
Don’t rush.
You might crush.

Does your situation seem nothing is working? You live in despair, confusion and wonder if truly God cares about you. Yes, He does. I know you want to ask if truly He cares, why is He not answering you but I also have a question-Does that change the fact that He’s God and a caring Father. Be still, be patient and let go of your Ishmael and your Isaac will come. The set time can never be late, when it seems too late then your timing is  late. Trust God’s timing.
He alone knows the plan” For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future”.-Jer  29 v 11.

CAN YOU LET GO?

CAN YOU LET GO?
It comes like a wave
From the grave
Where it was buried
I tried,
To make it dormant
Using different variant

Yet, it fails.
‘Cos it has strong trails
What can I do to let go?
And that is not my goal
Can you really let go of your heart?
When someone else is holding its part

Experiences make us stronger
And much longer.
But can it be reversed?
Or better be realized.
It’s good to love
But more good to be loved.

With faith
I accept my fate.
But I’ll forever love you.
And always wish to be with you.
I love you.

Dedicated to everyone that love and want to be loved.One love,one spirit,one body-I love you all.
Matt 19v6..."Wherefore they are no more twain, but one flesh. What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder.".

I'M FOR HIS PLEASURE.

I’M FOR YOUR PLEASURE.
Before I call,
He picks,
Before I speak,
He clicks.
He promised to never fail me,
Even if a friend betrays me.
Many thoughts on my mind,
Seems no one is around.

I look at my left
All I can see is my debt.
I look at my right
All I can feel is my plight
I look at my front,
All I see before me was an unknown font
I look at my back,
The only thing I can see clearly was my crack
Why all this-I yell.
Do I have to go through this hell?

An unknown man appeared before me
To me,
I thought He’s the devil
That causes the evil.
He speaks to me silently
But I replied Him violently
Many questions to ask
When I’m yet to complete me task
Many things has occupied my time
Things that leads to crime

The race of Life was my priority
When it was supposed to be obscurity
I had lost my health
While seeking for wealth
It all tarry
And I’m weary
I left my where I’m to function
Running up and down for position.

The man walks up to me
Do you know me?
He asked.
No, I replied.
The prince of this world has blinded their eyes;
Lest they see.
Quickly I realized the man was my maker
And not a mocker.

Lord, I surrender all
So that I don’t fall
I was made for your pleasure
Not for pressure.
Heal me, save me
Bless me, protect me.
Amen.
I Babatunde Oluwaseun Owolabi is for God’s pleasure, are you?