It’s strange

This is directed at you

But I rather you never get to see it

It’s true I get your messages

I also see your DMs pop up on my screen

But like you probably think

I really am avoiding you.

Just like the boogeyman the kids flee from

I’ve taught myself to stay away

Even when I hope to hear your laughter

I can’t help but ignore the urges

Your smile does give me shivers

But its intention scares the shit outta me

I fear to love you in return

I fear to trust you

Cos the world tells me I shouldn’t

Time and time again, you profess your admiration

Acknowledge your liking for me

Still, I cower in fear of you

* * *

The world thinks you’re crazy

It also calls you mad

Community shivers in fear at the announcement of your arrival

Woe to every girl out there, the alarms ring

If truly you love your man, cling unto him

For the one is here

The wh*re has surfaced

Every man to his woman and vice versa

How, do tell me, do I live with that?

How does my frail heart cope with such words?

Truly, you’re beautiful

But the world sees it naught

Yes, you’re amazing

But the world thinks otherwise

* * *

So, I’ll continue to boast of my uniqueness

Rant about my allegiance to solitude

And sing of my affair with purdah

The world never gets to me I’ll say

But this time, it has

Hence, I’ll rather live a quiet life… yes, an unadventurous one

Than be your Romeo and have series of odes written to my name

The one that loved the condemned

And leapt to his doom

* * *

So no, beloved

I’m not around

I’m very busy

And it’ll be that way

Till you fall for someone else

And my name dissipates from your lips

And my face from your mind

Mike Dammy

You Make The Difference

You make the difference _ Sourced from Google

You make the difference _ Sourced from Google

Taking a break from our ongoing series, Diary of a CU student (Not that we have a choice, internet connection can’t seem to find the charts this days)… If you haven’t read them, you should though ;  http://t.co/9Ys3WN4FXi

Tonight, we bring quite a speech. Delivered by a 13 year girl, you would think it was scam but as I watched her, I had to admit; I was getting too old. Time isn’t on my side anymore if am to make an impact on the world. If a 13 year old child could make the world leaders in her time pause to think, you are old yourself.

So below this is her speech, I hope it inspires you as it did me. But most of all, I hope you get motivated to start on the road to making a change.

Bless you.



Rio de Janerio 3-14, June 1992

Hello, I’m Sverri Suzuki speaking for ECO, the environmental children’s organization.

We are a group of 12 and 13 year olds trying to make a difference; Vanessa Suthe, Morgan Geisler, Michelle Quigg and me. We’ve raised all the money to come here ourselves, from 5000miles to tell you adults you must change your ways.

Coming up here today, I have no hidden agenda, I am fighting for my future. Losing my future is not like losing an election or a few points on the stock market. I am here to speak for all generations to come. I am here to speak on behalf of the starving children around the world whose cries go unheard. I am here to speak for the countless animals dying across this planet because they have no where left to go.

I am afraid to go out in the sun now because of the holes in our ozone. I am afraid to breathe the air because I don’t know what chemicals are in it. I used to go fishing in Vancouver, my home with my dad until just a few years ago, we found the fish full of cancers. And now we hear of animals and plants going extinct every day, vanishing forever. In my life, I have dreamt of seeing great herds of wild animals, jungles and rain forests full of birds and butterflies but now I wonder, if they would even exist for my children to see.

Did you have to worry of these things when you were my age? All this is happening before our eyes and yet we act as if we have all the time we want and all the solutions. I’m only a child and I don’t have all the solutions but I know I want you to realize; neither do you. You don’t know how to fix the holes in our ozone layer, you don’t know how to bring the salmon back up in a dead stream, you don’t know how to bring back an animal now extinct and you can’t bring back the forest that once grew where there is now a desert.

If you don’t know how to fix it, please stop breaking it. Here, you may be delegates of your government, business people, organizers, reporters or politicians but really, you’re mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, aunts and uncles, and all of you are someone’s child. I’m only a child and yet I know we are all part of a family, five billion strong, in fact 30 million species strong and borders and governments would never change that. I’m a child and yet I know we are in this together and should act as one single world towards one single goal.

In my anger, I am not blind and in my fear, I am not afraid of telling the world; this is how I feel.

In my country, there is so much waste, we buy and throw away, buy and throw away,… buy and throw away and northern countries would not share with the needy. Even when we have more than enough, we are afraid to share, we are afraid to let go of some of our wealth.

In Canada, we live the privileged life with plenty of food, water and shelter. we have watches, bicycles, computers and television sets. The list can go on for two days. Two days ago here in Brazil, we were shocked when we spent time with some children living on the street. This is what one child told us; I wish I was rich and if I were, I would give all these street children food, clothes, medicines, shelter and love and affection.

If a child on the street who has nothing is willing to share, why are we who have everything still so greedy? I can’t stop thinking that this are children my own age that it makes a tremendous difference where we were born. That I could be one of those children living in the favela of Rio. I could be a child starving in Somalia or a victim of war in the middle east, or a beggar in India.

I am only a child, yet I know if all the money spent on war is spent on finding environmental answers, ending poverty and finding treaties, what a wonderful place this earth would be!

At school, even in kindergarten, you teach us how to behave in the world. You teach us to not fight with others, to work things out, to clean up our mess, not to hurt other creatures, to share and not to be greedy. Then why do you go out and do the things you tell us not to do?

Do not forget why you’re attending these conferences, who you’re doing this for, we are your own children. You are deciding what kind of the world we’re growing up in. Parents should be able to comfort their children by saying; “Everything is going to be all right…” It’s not the end of the world and we are doing the best we can” But I don’t think you can say that to us anymore, are we even on your list of priorities?

My dad always says; “You are what you do not what you say”. Well, what you do makes me cry at night. You grownups say you love us but I challenge you, Please make your actions reflect your words.

Thank You.


Wow right?! 13 years old…?

Exactly what I thought. but then every bit of it is true. A young girl made the world (Leaders) stop to think. You can do the same. You are not too young, Never forget that.

You can make the difference this world needs.

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Dedicated to a Father worth remembering.

A father loved.
A father to be cherished.
One never to be forgotten.
One to meet again in paradise.

I can’t say I love mine than he loved his, but I saw their relationship and I envied.
Their bond so strong, only death could tear them apart.
How I wished to have a connection just like theirs, but that wish is no more because little did I know that their relationship was at its 11th hour.
Little did he know that the father he looked up to would be gone forever so soon.
But life took its action; so unprecedented, it caught everybody off guard.
Mr Death arose and took its choice; the wrongest one I would say. But who am I to judge when God acts.
We would just have to wait and see how all these plays out and pray the silver lining coming soon is worth every darkness this opaque cloud has brought.

We are but pencils in the hand of the creator.

This post is a dedication to a friend and a brother(name withheld), one whom I love dearly who just lost his father and to everyone who has lost a father or knows someone who has.



What is love really about?

It has dimensions; height, width and depth.

How wide can your love go?

To whom does it extend?

Does it consider age, sex, status, character or religion?


If your love excludes anybody because of one of this categories, you are doing something wrong.

Don’t just love those that love you too. Let your love reach out to everybody, including those that might never be able to love you back.

It is an everyday decision.


A close friend stabs you in the back,

a loved one betrays your trust,

your best friend lies against you,

your partner cheats or beats you,

What do you do in return?

Do you retaliate?

Or you forgive them?


Love goes beyond saying “I LOVE YOU”

It forgives,


does not fear,

has hope,

Perseveres and

Never gives up!


So how wide, high and deep is your love?


this post was written by Moji Ajayi, a close friend.

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