Before you drag me, let me say it with my full chest...

‎Before you drag me, let me say it with my full chest... ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎If there is one aspect of marriage I truly want to live out and build on, ‎it would be preparing meals for my husband — especially those early morning meals before he leaves for work. ‎ ‎Not because “it’s a woman’s duty to run the edible affairs,” ‎but because I watched my mum do it again and again — not just for Dad, but for us. ‎I watched the glow on her face whenever we said a simple “thank you.�...

What if one trip is all you need to fully understand life?

‎That morning, you planned to get to the park by 7 a.m. and leave home by 6:30 a.m. You needed to be in Abuja from Kaduna by 11 a.m. for a contract later in the afternoon. ‎ ‎"This trip has to go through," ‎you whispered to yourself. ‎ ‎But then traffic became a Jezebel; the 20-minute trip to the park suddenly became a one-hour crawl. ‎ ‎"Gosh," ‎you screamed, angry that you might not meet up with your appointment by 2 p.m. ‎ ‎You got to the park, settled into your seat in ...

I thought I was buying eggs... Instead I entered a dog war

‎SATURDAYS ARE FOR REMEMBRANCE… ‎ ‎And today, my mind chose violence. ‎It reminded me of one story I’ve been hiding since. ‎A story that is funny, embarrassing, and slightly traumatic. ‎But I’ll still share it… ‎And if you laugh, ehh, God is watching you. 😏 ‎ ‎It was a cool morning, the type that makes breakfast feel sacred. ‎Mum sent me to buy eggs two streets away, ‎and as a certified African child, ‎I went joyfully because the thought of fried eggs alone can...

The Day My Abuser Became a Bride...and I Became Brave.

‎THE APOLOGY I WANTED BUT NEVER GOT ‎ ‎Nollywood has a way of lying gently to you. ‎ ‎It teaches you that life comes with background music, that pain announces itself with thunder, and healing arrives with a perfect close-up. It makes you believe that if Chidinma got her justice on screen, maybe—just maybe—you will get yours too. ‎ ‎But here I am… and for the first time in ten years, I finally understand what it means to feel numb. ‎Not sad. Not angry. Just… suspended. Li...

This is what love looks like...

‎ ‎Sometimes peace doesn’t come from silence… ‎it comes from the people who talk you back to life. ‎ ‎If there’s one thing I’m grateful for this season, it’s my roommates. ‎Because truth be told, I rarely feel stressed or overwhelmed. Not because life is easy, but because those girls always have gist. ‎Premium, unending, laughter-scattering gist. ‎ ‎The kind of gist that starts small but somehow turns into full-blown documentaries. ‎The type that forces you to drop ...

If You Think Healing Is Pretty, Then You've Never Met Mine — It Burns.

‎ ‎ ‎I didn’t write HEALING IS WAR because healing sounded poetic. ‎I wrote it because, at 19, healing hit me like a fight I never trained for —a war that began at age 9. ‎ ‎I grew up thinking pain was meant to be endured quietly. ‎That sexû@l abuse was something to never voice out ‎So I carried it. Survive it. Smile through it. ‎Until one day, the quiet became unbearable. ‎The wounds I tried to hide started speaking louder than my voice could. ‎ ‎People romanticize...

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Black Was Never The Devil's Color.

Spoken Word Poetry By Eyo Precious Jedidiah. #Nirclepoetry #Nirclestories #Dpoeticstoryteller

The Thing I Hated About My Body Saved My Life

‎ ‎ ‎He does know our perfect fitting… ‎And I kid you not. ‎ ‎Growing up, I had always been so scared of whîps. ‎I never liked them. Ooo… those days were pure nightmares — especially general floggîngs in school, because though I wasn’t the most well-behaved, I was rarely flógged unless it was general punishment. ‎ ‎Moments of general punishment had to be my worst experience. Somehow, I would always be the last to be flógged, probably because I was super scared of wh...

I waited 15 years... and Wanted Him to Say 'It's a Prank.'

‎ ‎ ‎Nothing prepares you for an early morning argument with your Creator. ‎ ‎“You must be joking. ‎Ha ha ha ha… ‎You’re obviously joking. ‎Yes, you are. ‎Wait… you—you don’t mean it? ‎You can’t be serious.” ‎ ‎I can’t even explain how we got here. ‎ ‎One minute, I’m hanging on to my Bible, chewing His Word. ‎Next minute, I’m receiving revelations that shouldn’t even be mine in the first place. ‎ ‎“Oh… oh… ‎Lord… ‎I really don...

A King threatened by a Cry in the Manger

‎I Perceive King Herod's Tone... ‎ ‎The pretend care in his voice barely flowed through the walls of his lips, even as he fumed from his nose. ‎ ‎"Stars In The East. ‎King We've Come To Worship", ‎ ‎I'm too sure it echoed from his left ear to the right. ‎His mattress definitely couldn't withstand the weight of his troubled countenance, this I'm too sure about. ‎The scorching heat of his emotions, the willpower to overthrow a child. ‎ ‎Who gets overwhelmed and threatened ...

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Saturday's Are For Remembrance I can never forget my first "3 days dry fasting marathon" e remain small make I faint, Ahhhhh I was just 12years old then. Mum had informed I and my sister that week, that we should prepare for a weekend marathon fast, that was to start on Friday and end on Sunday. When I had it, my heart do BOOM Ahhhh me that "6 to 6" dey hard Na e wan run 3 days without food and water OLORUN. Truthfully, e do me like film. I had to reconfirm to be sure. From that moment till ...

It's another beautiful day. Another day to scale through walls of daily challenges, that's if you're willing to. Another day to determine if you those challenge will way you down. But before you let that problem sweep you off your feet, I hope you remember not to waste that "IT IS FINISHED" Jesus screamed at the cross. Christ used a lot of strength in Him to shout that before giving up the ghost. He was informing you and I that beyond what we see physically he had settled all our bills, all our...

FADE BY EYO JEDIDIAH PRECIOUS Though the storms may come And the winds may blow Though our boat capsizes And our earth reveals it's obituary We'll remain the fading illumination. Neither Jack and Rose Beauty and the beast Juliet and Romeo Can beat this Our records can't be suppressed As matchless as the sun And glorious as the firmament So as far as sowing and reaping Seed Time and harvest remains Not even the hottest flames can tame us. We FADE for a good course. Our last respect to this...

#poetry VICTORY NIGERIA 🇳🇬 by Precious Eyo Sat down staring at unsettlement Something was wrong, I had no doubt Bt how could I figure it out. Like a soul diagnosed with pain. Headache, Strong cramping pain, gnashing of teeth, active labour pain, screams of excruciating pains, Groaning, Cries of one stuck in fast lane but going no where Entangled in a close shell, hidden tears, gigantic waves, dark clouds. My pain, my labour, woeful cries, broken roars, lamentations,my broken heart. A...

VICTORY NIGERIA 🇳🇬 by Precious Eyo Sat down staring at unsettlement Something was wrong, I had no doubt Bt how could I figure it out. Like a soul diagnosed with pain. Headache, Strong cramping pain, gnashing of teeth, active labour pain, screams of excruciating pains, Groaning, Cries of one stuck in fast lane but going no where Entangled in a close shell, hidden tears, gigantic waves, dark clouds. My pain, my labour, woeful cries, broken roars, lamentations,my broken heart. All too lo...

Who stil remember this school sandals Ahh this sandals reign in Kaduna state, Nigeria (no be small). While growing up I had the kind of legs you could refer to as "razor leg" It practically damaged any footware with full speed. While in secondary school precisely SSS I had a seatmate TO Mi Sin And she always gisted me of how she also had a leg like mine when she was younger, well not exactly like mine o she intentionally cut the shoe when she felt tired of it So her dad noticed and got her o...

#poetry TITLE: AFRICA GEM Look. There she is An undisturbed Gem. A Dazzling Sight Her eyes glitters so bright Her smiles so enchanting Her skin so appealing. She holds the world. She's the universe treasure. The earth strives with her beauty And beat her not. Glorious Melanin Heavenly pigmentation Beautiful dark spark 32's Model Exhibit. Her skin screams "GLORY" A long drink of beauty Brighter than the morning sun Darker than the glorious night Her eye balls radiates excellence She's a co...

As I dutifully lifted my hands in the midst of God's people enjoying His presence, I couldn't help but feel guilty of my last activity before coming here. As the lead chorister leads the congregation in this song, "In Christ alone, my hope is found He is light, my strength, my song". my mind bugged me because it's the biggest lie. How do I explain the fact that I had just exited from my abode of strength- the home of immortality. How do I explain that in here, was the home of darkness. How do ...

MR. PREFECTION. (A) He looks at Gen. 1:26 N wonders "wat happening" "Created in His own image after His likeness" N yt looks so IMPERFECT "He made everything beautiful in His time" N yt out of shape. Pushed to a corner With scornful words, bitter mockery, battered gestures like Joseph IMPERFECTION That's all e sees looking at d mirror Lost in thought, wandering "Hw can I b fixed?" Loses focus, shifted gaze like Peter Staring at his imperfections N just like d sons of Babel He got it all sor...

#SPOKENWORDSBYEYOJEDIDIAHPRECIOUS "Stop, Stop, Please Stop" My cries, tappings and pleas collapses on deaf ears. My words, gibberish and unclear as it sounds Are too heavy to bear My tongue weighed down, down down. You promised me warmth And a peaceful blossoming breast as meal. You said, your womb never made a mistake That the pain was worth it. You said I was a weapon, a strong weapon against your supposed soulmate. First sight of you tickled my heart I was gladden, though the first sound ...

SPOKEN WORD POETRY WARRIOR By EYO JEDIDIAH PRECIOUS I'm a warrior A warrior. Though with many wounds You can't beat me to my games. Though my legs, enveloped in POP And my hands stitched from a deep tear I hold my sword and dagger Like it's my life. I'm a warrior One with deep scar all over Once with a bleeding chest and plugged oxygen. But with all this I stroll into the battle front taking the lead Like it's my Father's sitting room, yea. Battling and c...