isaac taiwo afuye
Biography of isaac taiwo afuye
am presently a student of OBAFEMI AWOLOWO UNIVERSITY NIGERIA in the department of building.
isaac taiwo afuye's Works:
isaac taiwo afuye Poems
Am I Still The One
i need to know if am still the one... i need to know if i still got it right... i need to know if my dreams and vision are still my motivation... i need to know if am still the man whom am made to be,
Revolving round... the chaneels of the global world... battling with the cloud... of oppresion sourounding us...
Find Your Way
I will find my way to where i belong, to a place where i have never been. I will travel a distance to a far unknown land, a place that alwys dawn in my heart
The earth... a place to work for your heaven... mission is up the earth street... to be complited for making heaven...
Mind That Counts
Is the earth still on the anchor of nature? Does what makes a whole still makes parts? thus says the sluggard accomplishing no future dipicting success.
There are always somethings we want to know into details and there is always something that gives us headache when committed to memory... there are some stuffs we never want to know a bit of, and stuffs we never want to follow into details.
The Little Man
Thus says the little man in the land where every on come and go, 'i have motioned many events, and seeing by many, introverted and extroverted by different happenings and experiences, knocked down and raised up.
one thing i know... is that every body has something to do where he or she finds himself or herself. just help me to consider this for a moment.
Quest For Survival
what is going to be... is going to be. what goes up... must come down.
As the sun rises up every living creatures arose gladly to catch the warmth of the sun that shines wthout malice. Each sunrise markdly differentiate each new day
Wage war agains the war make though the more Acheing the rock and all rough and raw.
Thoughts For The Wise
softness of the passion breakes hardness of the rigour, shrewdness of the curning impedating knowledge of the wise.
Endless words flowing through the dregs and stanchioned heaves of every mind.
Their is a battling in my heart now when my faith grew stronger... sometimes when i hold down the bridge, i saw souls crying for freedom...
Their is a battling in my heart now
when my faith grew stronger...
sometimes when i hold down the bridge,
i saw souls crying for freedom...
am i able to recall...
So easy to be human...
so human to believe...
But when am realy the witness...
am the MAN once again.