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Finding The Courage To Move On

You said you loved me with all your heart.
And you made me many promises for a start.
So I loved and trusted you as a thorough-bred.
Having faith in the future I thought we shared.

But before the very future began to unfold.
Before our relationship became months old.
Many ugly things about you began to surface.
One after another, right before my innocent face.

I thought I could handle them very well at first
Wishing that what we shared would not waste.
But you consistently proved to be irredeemable
For awful reasons that still remain inscrutable

“I am human after all,” you always claim
That I know, so I apportioned no blame
Thinking that since we are in this together.
We could help each other become better.

You’ve asked for forgiveness a thousand times
I have extended pardon to you a million times.
But the relationship is not getting stronger
Neither is the experience getting sweeter.

The more I pull, the further you descend into oblivion
Without care, without regard for our budding union.
I wish I had listened to my heart from the beginning
I would not be standing here and whining

I can no longer cope, so I will let you be
With the hope you’ll do better without me
It took me such a long time to make up my mind
But I’m glad the courage to move on I could find.

©Copyright 2018 | Victor Uyanwanne


Living Life In God’s Name I

This life is more than a game.
I will have to live it in God’s name.
I will live for only His purpose.
And for all He will ever propose.

I will give it all my time.
And put in all my dime.
I will never like to give up.
No matter how big the hiccup.

I know it will not be so easy
Neither can the road be rosy
But I’m ready to meet the marvel
No matter how far I’ll have to travel.

One thing I will have to tell you:
You will see me come through
Has it ever been done before?
I am ready to do much more.

That it can be well achieved
That I have long perceived
The eyes of flesh may not see it
But by faith I can see every bit

It would not have to be so long
Before we would tell who is wrong
I have not said I’m always right
But I can’t give up the good fight.

It is one thing to get a thing started
And yet another to get it completed
I know that He who has set me on
Is still there to keep me moving on.

©Copyright | Victor Uyanwanne

*This poem was first published in 2017 on my main blog, Victors’ Corner

Your Love Makes Me Smile


Poem on smile

With You God, I have a brand new day.
As I wake and see the Sun in the sky.
You will always be there to make a way.
No matter how much the enemy may try.

You are the Reason why I live
Without you I cannot breathe
Unto you I will forever cleave
Let me Your grace enwreathe.

The feel of Your love makes me smile.
No matter the situation in life I face
With You I will walk more than a mile
For I’m daily imbued with your grace.


©Copyright 2018 | Victor Uyanwanne

The Promise I’ve Made

A poem on the promise I made

I was completely down and out.
Headed to hell without a doubt.
But Your great love stopped me.

Your grace met me on the way
That’s the reason I’m here today
Delivered, redeemed, revived.

You are now my Lord and Friend.
From now till eternity without end.
For that, I’m forever grateful.

The devil has lost the battle for my life.
Though he pierced me with a knife.
I’ll never go back to his camp.

I am for You Lord, forever
I will never leave You ever.
That’s the promise I’ve made.

©Copyright 2018 | Victor Uyanwanne

In The Dead Of The Night Again

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Again, in the dead of the night
He threw himself at me in my bed
You would think I would resist him and fight
But the will to fight is lost from my head

I am meant to be the house-help
But he’s turned me into a fleshly slave
Ravishing me, no matter how much I yelp
Oh God, when will this man behave?

I have heard that some men are beasts
Now I live with one under the same roof
He devours me like delicacies in feasts
And please don’t ask me for the proof.

I know what I’m talking about
Even if you don’t want to believe me
I’m no better than a down-and-out.
But this is not what I’m meant to be.

His wife is loving, good and attractive.
She doesn’t know the evils of her husband.
About that, I’m definitely positive
But that doesn’t mean I understand.

She says her husband is a kind gentle man
May be that’s true with her and other people
But to me he is a ravenous and wicked human
Without conscience, without an iota of scruple.

See also the precursor poem: In the dead of the night


©Copyright 2018 | Victor Uyanwanne

Forgotten, Farmished, Not Finished

Biblical prodigal son

Growing up cool, collected and homely.
He had the secured love of family.
But the allures of the world so distant
Gradually began to drift him apart.

Enamoured by the lust of strange women
Yielding to the pressure of unscrupulous men
He bowed on the altar of compromise.
But at last his behaviour proved unwise.

He had thought everything was all right
Till he became stranded day and night.
With darkness so thick and treacherous
The help around was less than desirous

Even though he had truly come of age
He couldn’t get a job with a living wage.
Being bruised left, right and centre
He had a bad storm he had to weather.

See also: The Prodigal Heart

Recalling the wealth in his father’s house
It’s time he stopped living like a mouse.
But behold, the home was so far away
Farther than the journey of a good day.

Coming to his senses, seeing the light.
He knew not to give up without a fight.
He had the choice to stay in the mess
But he’ll forever be eluded by happiness

His pocket, empty without any money
Still he would embark on this journey.
Though forgotten, frightened and farmished
The little hope in him was not yet finished.

Sure he thought he’d be taken like an outcast
But he got a welcome party with a blast
Surprised, the love of his father still abound
Behold the long lost son is now found.

©Copyright 2018 | Victor Uyanwanne

In The Dead Of The Night

In the dead of one rainy night
He crept into my room uninvited
Pinning me down to the bed very tight
He began to do what his body wanted.

This has become a regular ritual
That I’ve come to endure every night
The act has never been consensual
Utterly bruised, I’ve lost the will to fight

One night I wanted to run away and shout
But he threatened to kill me if I dare
Or have me immediately thrown out
Unless I yielded to him with my body bare.

He forced his hard-self deep inside of me
Just as he had done many times before
I know this was not meant to be
Because I know the reason I’m here for

I was brought in here to do the chores
And may be do all the biddings of madam
Now I’m treated like red-light district whores
Subdued, abused and forced to keep calm.

©Copyright 2018 | Victor Uyanwanne

No More Fears

No more fears.
God is in control!
And no more tears.

God is still in control!
Since all these years.
God has been in control…

Though the flowers fail to blossom
Or adversity is thrown in your bossom
Faint not, God is still awesome.

When the enemies come like a flood
Remember what He says in the Word
The Holy Spirit will raise a standard.

No matter how dark the alley
Or mountain turns to valley
He’ll still be there by your side.

No more fears
If you trust in God
And stand on His Word.

©Copyright 2018 | Victor Uyanwanne

An Easy Yoke

The yoke Jesus offers

An easy yoke is what Jesus offers
Not a mean demand on your coffers.
His burden, He said, is light
By His grace, not by your might.

You can live for Him every day
He is there with you all the way.
By your strength you can’t prevail
But to you His powers will avail.

What He offers you is the best.
Only trust in Him to do the rest.
With Him all things are possible
With Him nothing is impossible.

©Copyright 2018 | Victor Uyanwanne

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