CODE OR DIE



I heard that phrase from my brother and it still piques my mind... "Code or Die"..nahh no one is going to code or die now, BUT hey...
I do code though. I have realised the power of words as a double-edged sword for whatever mischief thinkable and whatever good. “Who doesn’t know that?”  is your obvious response, but let’s digress a bit.

Most time words…
Words create the world we live in, sharpens the wards we have
Words incomprehensible are all we need,
Words that make you smile…
Make you feel worthy, elate your self- esteem; give you that special high to move on. They make you feel so special, cherished and loved… words from your heart describing how you feel, think, see, smell and taste. Words that makes you sigh in relief, wipe the fears from our being, stops the tears from flowing…
Words gives us power, making the impossible reachable, makes your heart stop –adrenaline rushing…
Simple words…words like
I love you, thank you, you look good! I miss you, its okay, am sorry.
It tastes nice, will you marry me, and I’ll die for you
Words are the reason why we are together, why we talk and fight, why we reconcile…
Words… words… it’s who we are; we are the words we speak.

SENSITIVE

Am sensitive to the bombs between religious ones
Am sensitive to the harmonious mediocrity of music
Am sensitive to the whistling breeze
And the glide of the mosquito wings...

Am sensitive to the wave and smile of the trees against the piercing of the grasses upon my tender sole
Am sensitive to the ants searching for milk on my chocolate skin
Am sensitive to the undercurrents passed by the dresses worn by weather and nature
Am sensitive to the taste of colours in my bile and lemon on my tongue
Am sensitive to the smell of apple in your hair and the eggs in your lair

Am sensitive to the taste of fear on your lips
Am sensitive to the grinning hate circumnavigating in the soul of your eyes
Am sensitive to the aromas of the spiteful shit cooking in the lavoratory of your heart
Am sensitive –to your words for they are ash and harsh

Take heed of your words around me for they are cutting knives to my soul
And the healing balm for my spirit
Your utterance is my sentence to a dosage of lethal heartbreak
Your speech nostalgias me like a bout of bodacious fever

The healing balm upon my soul
The cutting knives for my spirit
Take heed of your words around me
Am sensitive, am sensitive to you!
Aje.G

You could build or destroy your company, efforts, workers or even loved ones with your words, do speak a pleasantly honest word to everyone today –even me! Drop your comments and remember to retweet, repost on every social media…as if the media wasn’t social before… Lol
Location: Lagos, Nigeria

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