WORDS CAN GIVE YOU WINGS (an article by Sunsampaul Egwu)

Words are word, but not mere words. Words are

keys to a close door. Words are reasons to
reason. Words are soft touch, Words are long
way to talk about, Words are razor very sharp.

Words are life and spirit, words hurt, hurt heals,
words fly, words can be truthful or lies, words
can be bent or broken, words can be dozen or
burden, if don't express it, you might regret it.
Words can give u wings or pull you down.
Are you a word weaver or word Bender?
Are you a wordaholic or Wordshiver?

Let's talk words under two major categories
1: Spoken word
2: Written word

*As you know before a word is spoken it first
come from the heart*
But many people speak words from their mind
not their heart
Too bad
Are u among them. Pls get out from that cocoon
*Cos if you speak from your mind it will get to
people's mind but if you speak from your heart it
will get to people's heart. And you know what
ever get to people's mind can go easily. But
what's in their heart barely fade*

You will notice all i typed now are from my hear
not my mind. When you speak word(spoken)
from your heart. The message becomes clearer
and effective.

*Now let's focus on 7 keys to effective spoken
word, as a spoken word artiste, pastor, public
speaker, teacher , motivational speaker, Mc.
Even talkative*

1: ENUNCIATION:
It is the act of enunciating,
announcing, proclaiming, or making known; open
attestation; declaration; as, the enunciation of
an important truth. It is also the mode of
utterance or pronunciation, especially as regards
fullness and distinctness or articulation; as, to
speak with a clear or impressive enunciation.

*if you lack the power of enunciated words. You
lack the power of a public speaker, spoken word
artiste or teacher or Mc*

Enunciation is a life tool. You must not joke with
even in contest, slam or motivating people. If I
lie ask your pastor.

2: MODE:
This is one of the various related sets
of rules for processing your words effectively.

*you don't just rush your words cos your a
master or familiar with d audience. You must
follow certain process. And work on your self
even when you speak from your heart you won't
miss out*

3: FLOW WITH AUDIENCE:
 This entails if you are
making your words lively to the audience. Are
they seeing it dull or interesting like Korean
movie titled boys before flower

As you speak you must always ginger your
audience with punchlines. With puns. With
inspirational words even as Mc with comedy.
Then ad comedian you should even do more

4: EYE CONTACT:
 this is self explanatory . it
means you should place your eyes on the
audience as you speak

You are speaking to people not your self. You
are speaking to punch their minds, you're
speaking to motivate them, you're speak to heal
them cos words heal. You're speaking to tell
them the truth cos word are truthful most times.

You should cast your eyes always on them not
on person ad preach, teach and speak. Cos they
are your tagger, your listeners, your viewers

5: VOCABULARY:
This is a range of artistic or
stylistic forms or techniques of words

Are your vocabs matured? Are they constructive?
Are they convincing, these are questions you
should ask yourself before speaking those words
to the crowd, audience or viewers, make them
balanced not fallen. Make them standing not
seated, make them awake not sleeping

6: ELOQUENT CONCEPT :
This entails the quality
of artistry and persuasiveness in speech(spoken
word) or writing(written word)

As you speak, you should be eloquent enough,
you should be fluently, your words should be well
articulated, as you carry on always minds you
that words are alive and active, always learn to
impart. Let your words touch them. It might heal
a soul, cos words heal. With that you'll see how
your word will give you wings

7: MESSAGE :
This is an underlying theme or
conclusion to be drawn from something. What
can the audience derive from your spoken word
as a spoken word artiste, speaker, Mc, pastor
etc. In as much you speak words.

Did you convince them with something tangible
to take home? Yes you should do cos that's the
Essence of a speaker. Your message should be
sizzling, your message should be flying cos your
words have given you wings

So I believe I've inspired , educated and
motivated you with these few keys on the first
category of words can give you wings which is
on spoken word. See you next time on the part 2
of words can give you wings, which will be on
written words

©Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher
Sunsampaul4globe@gmail.com
+2348180861170
13:09:2016

# 16YearsAPoet(a poem by Sunsampaul Egwu)

When you're in deep confusion, Poetry gives you
hope
When you're sad, Poetry gives you joy.

When you're passing through excruciating pains,
Poetry serves as the nurse to nurse you
When you're weak, Poetry gives you strength

16 Years, Poetry has travelled
16 Years, Poetry has healed the sick

16 Years, Poetry has united nations
16 Years, Poetry has birthed sages
16 Years, Poetry has spoken the truth


#16YearsAPoet
 ©Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher

BEAT THE DRUM OF JUSTIFIED TRUST(a poem by Sunsampaul Egwu)

It was like a dream when they attacked us,
They painted our faces with hot irons;
With tears amidst excruciating pains we
screamed in distress,
We felt belittled even if we were not little.

We crave for justice but we were presented with
whips,
We didn't bury our trust, our veins murmured;
Our eyes closed but we refused to kiss the dust,
Same dust they made our forefathers ate.

They made them drink their urine,
They excreted on their body;
But they still have trust to welcome justice,
Justice that will bring peace and unity.

Unity that with make our serenity to be serene
So we can hold hands with one another,
And we won't be treated as slave
When we yearn for peace
Let the rain drop on our land,
Let every sins be washed away;
Let the night be long,
Let our trust be revived, and justice speak for
peace.

PEACE AT EASE(a poem by Sunsampaul Egwu)

Before a perfect decorum and calmness of heart,
Peace at ease we need to miss the presence of
war;
As we preach peace drowning in hopeless faith.
The heart is stiff to receiving advises from
mouths,
As the armpit bleeds in sorrow, hoping for a
better tomorrow.

Our brothers from other dialects seem to be our
aliens.
Seems to be those killing trust for man,
Gathering them to be one act of extinct trust;
We only rely in machete and cork actions,
And balderdash lambasting tongues.

Together we can make all the difference,
In unison we can move the Atlantic ocean.
Refine it in the Pacific,
Together we can halt violence and rancor,
We can sleep without having one eye opened.

Our night won't be truncated,
Our trust won't be downtrodden,
The aches of our wood will forever be
meaningful.
Our Spittles won't be erased by wind,
And justice won't be just hissed.

Let's raise our fists to the heavens
Even if we're not more than seven.
Let's our drop-down tears bring peace not piss,
Let the our cry summon angels to give a pry;
So in unity we can behold peace at ease.

AGONY OF WOMEN(a poem by Sunsampaul Egwu)

Womanhood is a blessing not a curse,
Though it is a difficult task like a final year
course,
But our women passed through excruciating
pains
That come with no gain.

From agony of pregnancy that fences their lives,
Agony so painful and as sharp as a knife.
These women who were perceived wussies,
Carried inside them loads as big as the earth.
I learnt from the news in yesteryears;
A girl with her drop-down tears, cursed this
earth.

She stigmatized this ignominious realm of
bitterness still,
Where she was drastically robbed between her
thighs with a drill.
Pains of stress and strain,
Galloped onto the physiognomies of women,
And left a continuous ache to munch.

A huge fist visited their cheeks with a punch.
Noise ripped through walls,
Of coerced mating, making them to fall.
They were blinded by thunderstorms of slap that
clustered their faces,
From anxious men with big hands, and
uncontrolled anger.

Teenage girls forcefully married to
sexagenarians,
Many of them are dropouts, while some are
sophomores.
After marriage, they were badly beaten to their
sepulchres,
Even the daylight they barely see with their eyes.



Sunday Samuel Paul Egwu popularly called
Sunsampaul is a poet and
blogger and a student. Also a graphic designer .
Email @
sunsampaul4globe@gmail.com

BE YOURSELF, NOT A WANNABE(a flash fiction by Sunsampaul Egwu)

    Janet an undergraduate, studying Economics in the prestigious
university of Ibadan loves fashion a lot. No doubt she's beautiful and
fair in complexion. She has three friends in her campus, Sandra,
Nonye, and Bimbo.

    Nonye came from a rich home while Sandra and Bimbo came from
average families. Janet whose father is dead and mother is a pauper
who subsisted on what ever she realized from the tomatoes she sold in
the market. Janet two siblings are dropouts because her mother want
her being the first child to complete her education, get a good job
and sponsor her siblings in school.

   Regularly Janet will boast of being the daughter of the Owner of an
oil company. She flaunt many things she don't have as her own. She
borrowed clothes from her other friends in another institutions to
show up herself. She rode different cars into the campus claiming they
belong to her father. She always ride a jeep.

   On a fateful day. She was spotted by Sandra when she was coming
down from a jeep she always flaunt in campus. She was hugging the man
when Sandra approached her. "Janet is this your father" she asked.
"Yes this is my father" she replied. The potbellied man entered the
jeep and zoom off. Sandra was speechless for some seconds, before she
could utter any word. Janet quickly cut in. " Oh! I forgot to tell you
girls, my Dad want to change the jeep for me, I called him I need
another one" she said. Knowing she was lying, Bimbo swallowed her
saliva in a bit to show signs that Janet was  blatantly lying.

    For two week Janet's friend didn't see her again in campus.  When
they eventually found a girl Janet once told Bimbo happens to be her
cousin. They persuaded her to take them to where Janet rich parent
lives. On getting there it dawned on them that their friend, Janet was
a green snake under the green grass and a chronic wannabe. They came
down from Nonye's car and found Janet in a dirty room with dirty kids,
putting on dirty clothes, eating dirty food, with dirty hands. They
were speechless and Janet was shocked. She never imagined her life to
be this messed up with lies. Her friends quickly took their leave.

    In the evening of the subsequent day, Janet went back to the
campus apologizing to her friends, in the process of doing that she
was attacked by a woman in her fifties with a mighty slap on her cheek
that added a reddish mark on it. She fell on the floor instantly.
Before her friends could hold the woman, she pounds on Janet and
started warning her to stay away from her husband and face her study.
That she can't afford sharing her husband with lunatic and prostitute
like her. She warned Janet not to ever enter that Jeep bought for her
by her husband. This was the same jeep Bimbo saw with Janet when she
said her dad was taking it to bring her another one. The woman spat on
Janet and immediately snatched the key from her.

   Crowd clustered the place of the scene, her friends was ashamed of
keeping such kind of girl as a friend. They quickly left the scene,
leaving her on the floor to face her warrant.

     Janet got up in excruciating pains with dirt on her clothes. She
sustained bruises and strains. And later gave a deep thought of her
life not to be a wannabe. She said to herself "it's better to be
myself than to be a wannabe".

      Two days later she went to her friends as a prodigal girl.
Pleading and pleading for forgiveness. The other two snubbed her, and
later they started abusing and calling her names but Nonye retorted
saying " She was our friend I know but she has learnt her lesson, that
it's better to be yourself than to be a wannabe, let's forgive her and
accept her back as our friend because to hell is human and to forgive
is divine". Hearing this, the heart of the other two melted and they
forgave Janet and promised to be on the lookout so she won't go back
to her vomit.

     Janet changed to be a good girl. She became serious with her
study and a truthful being, she never got herself into trouble and the
other girls assisted her siblings in schooling so the load won't be
heavy on their friend Janet. This added smile on the physiognomy of
Janet's mother. And she said " good friends are better than wealth,
being yourself is uniqueness not a pride".

©Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher
Sunsampaul4globe@gmail.com
+2348180861170
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ONE GOOD TURN, DESERVES ANOTHER(a flash fiction by Sunsampaul Egwu)

   In the outskirt of a dilapidated village, where many people find it
unbearable to survive. Many died of diseases like cholera, typhoid and
malaria, they've been bitten by bed bugs, even mosquitoes and
termites, they barely tell their children tales by moonlight because
there was no lamp to bring fort light in the night.

   Parents of the children were paupers, whish made the children
unable to go to school. Mazi Ezekiel lives as a farmer in the that
same village, he has only one surviving son, Henry, who survived from
the diseases that killed his three siblings.

   Mazi Ezekiel also suffered this conditions in generation when he
was a child like Henry. He had a friend called John whom they both
suffered in the remote village, running all errand for aged people so
they can get tips from them. But John was lucky to be taken by one of
the children of Ma Uloma, an octogenarian who was one of the aged
women him and Mazi Ezekiel both ran errands for.

   John was trained by one of Ma Uloma sons up to his university
level, he was employed in a big oil company as a staff earning big
amount of money as salary and also deriving allowances mistimes. He
has three boys and a girl as his children and a beautiful wife living
with him in Abuja.

   For long he has not visited his village even though he always sent
money to his father and relatives. He taught the village must have
been civilized but not knowing it was still the way he left it. A
thought came to him to visit his long time friend Mazi Ezekiel who in
a time helped him revived his sick father when they were both lads.
His father was suffering from malaria so Mazi Ezekiel went to sell the
only hen in his own father's hut to buy some drugs for John's father.

  In the morning of the subsequent day. John headed for his village,
on getting there he visited his father and family, show them love, he
came with his wife and children. As the evening came he quickly went
to the house he was told Mazi Ezekiel now lives. Seeing each other,
they couldn't recognize each other. John said to Mazi Ezekiel that he
came in search of his old childhood friend named Ezekiel, not knowing
he was the person in question. After much shocked from Ezekiel,
hearing the side of John as he narrated his departure and success, he
was convinced that this is indeed John, his childhood friend. He then
said to John "I'm Ezekiel, whom you seek". They both embraced each
other and went into Ezekiel's hut.

     Ezekiel narrated to John how he lost his wife and other children
and how it has been difficult for him and his only surviving son
Henry. After hearing his story, John became sobber, he said to his
friend "one good turn, deserves another, you saved my father's life,
I'll give you and your son a good living." He also assured his friend
that all is well, he promised to take him and his son Henry to Abuja
so they can have a better life.

  Two days later, all plans has already been made, so they all set for
the journey. They arrived successfully and John fulfilled all his
promises. He rented a befitting apartment for his friend and enrolled
his son Henry in a good school. He also got a good job for his friend
Ezekiel that made light shone on Mazi Ezekiel's face. His physiognomy
became blazing and he was happy. Henry grew to be a strong man, he was
successful and graduated in the university after some years as a
medical doctor. He always make sure he visited John's family and as
well he always make his father proud and happy. He was obedient,
respectful, hardworking and Godfearing.

©Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher
Sunsampaul4globe@gmail.com
+2348180861170
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