Story by Kene Anthony
Sometimes ago there lived a happy king. This king wanted to be the greatest king that lived, so he decided to visit some kings in their kingdoms to learn from them what he can do to be a great king. After the whole visit and tour he returned back to his kingdom.
The queen asked him “so what have you learnt that can make you a great king?” the king answered with a smile “I’ll be an angry king”.
And from that day the king decided to be a very, very, very, very, very angry king; he thought to himself, everyone will respect and obey me if I was more hard and tough and angry.
So he always got mad at everybody, every time over everything everywhere, even when there was no need to get angry, he got really angry. When he was supposed to smile, he got angry; when he was supposed to laugh, he got angry, when he was happy, he got angry; and when he was angry, he got really, really angry.
Soon the whole kingdom shivered at their king’s anger, from the queen to the peasants. They began to fear the angry king. The king became happy that people now feared him; indeed he’ll be a great king he thought to himself.
One day he sent his soldiers to battle and they came back wounded and scared. It was obvious that they had lost the battle. The king got angry and shouted at them and slapped and kicked them. He sent them out to battle again and they lost again. This time he became very angry, he slapped and kicked and shouted at the top of his voice; every day he repeated this vexation until the soldiers could not bear it anymore, so they decided to leave the kingdom at night, to other kingdoms.
By morning when the king came to his palace, he saw no security guard. He got angry;
“Where are the guards & soldiers?” he shouted at the servants. He won’t even allow them answer, he began slapping and kicking and shouting at the servants repeatedly till they could not bear it any longer, so the servants fearfully decided to leave the palace at night.
By then the kingdom was already in panic because the news had circulated that there was no single soldier left in the city, it was obvious that they’ve all abandoned the king.
By morning the king came into his palace, no soldiers, no servant. Which means no breakfast, he became angry, and turned to his wise men and elders.
“Where are my servants?” He asked them with an angry tone.
“We have not seen any servant since we came into the palace this morning” they answered.
Now this made the king seriously angry he slapped and kicked and shouted at the wise man.
“Where are my servants? He angrily shouted repeatedly at them and he won’t even allow them answer. He kept slapping them and shouting and throwing things at them angrily. By the time he was tired, all the wise men had incurred injuries all over their body and ran for their lives.
The wise men as well left the kingdom and deserted the king, each of them went their way to other cities.
When the king woke up the next morning, no soldiers, no servants, no wise men; the palace was empty.
He asked the queen, “where is everybody?” the queen frowned and did not answer. She wasn’t happy about how the king treated everybody so she never said a word to him.
The king became angry and bounced on the queen and kicked and slapped her till she ran off.
By now the king was the only one in the palace; all by himself with no one to be angry at; No soldiers, no servants, no wise-men, no queen, just him in the palace all by himself.
When the king got really hungry and also tired of boredom in his lonely palace he walked outside the palace to know where everybody went. By the time he opened the palace door he didn’t see anybody in front of the palace, he took a walk around the city and realised there was no one on the streets.
Soon he realized that, not only was he alone in the palace, but he was alone in the whole city. Everyone had left and deserted the angry king, from the queen to the peasant. The city was empty. And just then the king realized that being an angry king can’t make him a great king.

Lesson to learn:
Don’t be hot tempered, you need people around you. Controlling your temper shows strength not weakness.

Why the giraffe has a long neck.


(Story by Kene Anthony)

Long time ago the Giraffe use to have a short neck. One day it went to the forest to play with its friend; the Orangutan. While they were playing the Orangutan saw a very beautiful tree with nice looking fruits. It hopped on the tree, began to eat the fruits. “Hmm, this fruit is so delicious, you should climb and try it out Giraffe” said the Orangutan. The Giraffe was not a tree climber, but it tried to climb the tree and couldn’t; it jumped and jumped but couldn’t reach any fruit. “I can’t reach any fruit” shouted the Giraffe. “Well, jump higher then; if you really want to taste it”. The giraffe kept stretching and jumping but it could not reach the sweet fruit. When the Orangutan had its fill of the fruit, it came down and told the Giraffe “don’t worry my friend, if you keep trying you’ll get it”. The Giraffe went home sad.

The next day while the Giraffe was on its own, it remembered the tree and quickly ran all by itself to the forest. Looking at the fruit alone made its mouth salivate. So “Pup”! The Giraffe jumped and stretched all day but couldn’t get to the fruit. The Giraffe went home very sad that day, it wouldn’t tell anyone of its failure or about the new fruit they found.

One day while it was jumping and stretching it realized that its mouth was touching the fruit… “Ha!! I can reach the fruit even without jumping too high and it’s really delicious” said the Giraffe excitedly. The Giraffes neck was growing due to the stretching.

The next time the Giraffe and the Orangutan went to the tree, the Orangutan was amazed that the Giraffe could reach the fruit even without jumping. “How did you do that?” asked the Orangutan. The Giraffe smiled and answered “I just kept jumping and stretching, and now am eating the delicious fruit too; it paid not to give up”.

Lesson to learn:
Never give up, aim high and practice to be the best. Make friends with those that would make your life better not bitter. Adopt to habits that will improve you and help you reach your goal.

The Five Scar General


The Five Scar General

(Poem by Kene Anthony)

Swords clashing, guns firing
Bombs exploding, blood spilling
Life is a war, its not for the weak
If you are still alive then you keep fighting

Throats slashed, spears plunged
Hearts thorn, cuts bleeding
Life is full of wounds, its not for the fragile
Till the smoke settles you just keep thriving

Till silence comes, till I breath fresh air
When I soar, wounded but survived;
Life’s experiences cuts deep into your skin
Scars are the evidence that I survived

The more the scars, the more the medals
The more the pain, the more I can bear
When you stand they see the Five Star General
But you know better, You are a Five Scar General

Buildings that stand high & tall, went deep down
I embrace my scars & pain, one more and I’m better
My weakness made me fall, my falling made me strong
When you fall they’ll laugh, stand up they’ll clap

Your past should make you better cos wounds birth wisdom
If life wants to suffocate you learn to hold your breath longer
Mistakes and errors that you can’t hide are scars
Your scars shows me what you overcame.

©Kene Anthony



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I was doing fine in my comfort zone,
I never wanted to compromise,
Achieving my lows wasn’t bad,
As for my highs, she made me do it.

My pace in the race was great,
I was toping the competition,
She came up with a trending speed to overtake,
I broke my speed limit, she made me do it.

She came in, I missed my cycle,
That’s how she made me pregnant;
Now you’ll see me with great vision,
Birthing my dreams and hitting targets with precision.

She’s the lady with a dream,
She can motivate you beyond your expectations.
She’s not the weak that you give your strength to,
She’s another strength that can make you do it.

Some help in your success then follow behind,
Others wait till you succeed then follow behind.
Many a woman I’ve seen with great drive,
And they’ll unfailingly drive you to greatness.

©2018 Kene Anthony

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What do you call a person that though you hardly meet yet has influence over your life?
What do you call a girl that though you hardly met yet you feel so much love from her?
What do you call an impact that was made without a touch?
It’s like getting so much stuff into your phone without any USB connection. LOL

From Infrared to Bluetooth to Xender
I’ll still stick to Bluetooth, cos every appliance now has it
And for the records, I’ll still make Bluetooth my Wi-Fi
It’s a great way to participate in the life of those on your radar

Now, in English; you can influence a person without any contact
You can change a life without any physical presence
You can give hope to someone a continent away
So many invisible connections awaiting the content you’re made up of

Whether you are posting, writing, uploading, texting, saying, creating and more
Be sure that your life is influencing someone out there in any way
Don’t release your toxic or choking life through the connection
Cos you never know who is in your radar downloading a life.

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Poem by Kene Anthony

I’m a beauty amongst the Ugly
I’m a strong man among the weak
I’m the healthy among the sick
I’m a young man among the old
Just like flower among grasses

I’m the rich man among the poor
I’m the clean man amongst dirt
I’m the hard worker amongst the lazy
I’m the learned amongst illiterates
Just like flower among grasses

If so far you’ve only heard my poetic rhyme
Or thought highly of yourself as a champion amongst others
And not seen the error that lurks around you
Then keep your applaud to yourself
Cos we are flowers among grasses

Young men so gifted yet without opportunities
Skillful women so willing but no platform
Vocal men so outspoken yet their voices are mute
Who will save Africa? Who will save our world?
We are flowers amongst grasses

I’ve lost my identity in this toxic environment
Am I still a flower? Or have I become a grass?
What can a wise man do when his team are fools
The fact that she’s cool doesn’t make everything around her cool
Just like flower among grasses.

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I am the greatest (in you) Poem by Kene Anthony




Life begins with no idea how I’ll live it;

Bigger now, my plans are long, I’ll list it.

I want to do the best so that people will see and love it,

Go to heights unimaginable, of course and feel it.

But sometimes life is too short to do the best

And to some places you go, you end up being a pest.

Few plans work out, what happens to the rest?

Am great indeed but it’s all in a nest.

So great the gift God put in us,

Even more the ability to make someone;

The heights I wish I still can climb,

The best I wish I still can be.

This is the secret of the wisest man that ever lived.

Men that produced even greater men

Cos, great men are those that inspire greatness in others;

What I can’t be, I still can be- in you

Why then do men find pleasure in putting down others?

Wanting no one to get what they could not get.

You are even a greater failure when you make failures,

Just like successful men produce successful successors.

I won’t stand here and cheer the “great” in ME,

But sit and mould myself in others.

And though my plans in life are long,

I’ll live so long to live it all.

Kene Anthony

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The Masquerade called ME


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The Masquerade called me (Poem by Kene Anthony)

At a very young age you would believe that masquerades really exists

Much fright they pile in your heart enough to make you use the exit

It’s a strangeness and I wonder why God happily made it

Little did I know that there was a man behind it

A masquerade is a normal man whose appearance is abnormal

It’s an ordinary man that disguises as extra-ordinary

It’s a friendly guy that wants to look scary

It’s a familiar guy who ends up making you see him as strange

Now am of age and I still believe that masquerades actually exists

Because we see them everywhere even at the exit

It’s still strange and I wonder why God happily made it

More than little I know that it’s us behind it

A masquerades is a normal person whose behaviour is abnormal

It’s that beautiful girl who the other side of her is unpleasant

It’s that handsome guy who you won’t want to see his colour

It’s that quiet and calm person whose rage is unbearable

It’s the smile you get when the heart stands at a mile

It’s a friend who when pushed to the wall becomes scary

It’s the you I know that sometimes behaves very strange

It’s those faces you see that doesn’t collate with the heartheart

Everybody loves him but nobody comes close to his mask

Is everybody as lovely as they look? No! I don’t think so!

And if that’s true then I too am a masquerade

It’s ok if you’re scared, cos I am too

You don’t know the fears behind my smile

The pains in me are extreme but I’ll put a happy face and still give a smile

Everything is not ok, but if you ask I’ll say “I’ll be fine”

Beware of the masquerade called me

These gentle good-looking people you see can be terrible sometimes

That’s why we hold our tails in our bosom to avoid anyone stepping on it

Cos some habits we have might scare others if it pops out

So, beware of the masquerade sitting next to you

Convincing as I might sound, don’t just believe it’ll forever exist

Cos, you will end up living the rest of your life using the exit

Use the creators mirror to see how you look and correct it

And sooner than little you’ll come to love the man behind it

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PRIVACY poem by Kene Anthony




You’ll think that privacy is good until you’ve heard what I had to say, by the way when you’re done hearing me if you thought it was bad you’ll be wrong.

He was a good guy until he began to have his privacy; she kept to her standards until she began to have privacy. Privacy had been the platform of uncontrolled madness, uncontrolled exposure and uncontrolled act.

You’ll wonder why you are so brave to do some things you’ll naturally never do in front  of someone but when you are in your privacy. Privacy has a great way of bringing out the real you and the real way you wish to do things

Now here’s the confusing part; the elderly once said, “If you want to be a great guy then avoid privacy”. But hey, I know the best poems I have written I wrote them in privacy, as a matter of fact you’ll never be that great guy if you don’t have privacy; because most part of your valuable time needs to be spent alone thinking, studying, planning and molding the future on the platform of privacy

It’s true that there would be more virgins if there were no privacy; it’s also true that there would be more great minds if people actually had privacy, time to just sit alone and use your God given portal to dig into the abstract world.

One of the greatest assets a creative mind has is Privacy, whether it’s for inventing, innovating, composing, writing or designing. The world needs more privacy in this noisy, crazy and rowdy generation.

I wouldn’t want to bore you with a lengthy poem, so I’ll keep it brief so you can have your privacy. But hey, what do you use your privacy for? How you use it determines if it’ll put your life in chaos or put you on flying chariots. Ask yourself, “How has my privacy been helpful” or “How can I use my privacy more positively”.

The crazy part is where people don’t know what to make private or public, they make what should be private to be public and then what they ought to make public they expect privacy.

Let your privacy fuel your success story. But also remember it’s a double edged sword, as you use it to fight your way to greatness it can cause havoc in your own life if not handled well.


I’ll stop here, the rest is privacy.


Natures Gift (Poem by Kene Anthony)

Nature’s gift (BY KENE ANTHONY)
The stars look good on the sky

The sky looks good on the universe

You’ll say if I ask you – it’s a gift

And like me you’ll think its nature’s gift

That flower looks good on that garden

The garden looks good on that house

Won’t you say, if I ask you – it’s a gift

Just like we think its nature’s gift

The world is full of beautiful things

I wonder why we see them with this mind set

I’ll say if you ask me – it’s a shift

And like me you’ll soon realize the true nature’s gift

And that is the person closest to you

People are the biggest gift God gave us

You’ll see if you have one – you can’t shift

And like me you’ll know the true nature’s gift

Great men are people with high achievement

No!! Great men are people with great friends

If you have them you’ll see – it’s a lift

Cos the people around you are nature’s gift

Let me be the star in your sky

That flower in your garden

Do you know why I’m here?? – It’s to lift

Cos to you people like me are nature’s gift

God made Adam and gave him Eve

God made me and gave me you

We need us always or else – it’s a drift

Then you’ll know to me you’re nature’s gift

You look good on me

I look good on you

I’ll say, if you ask me – it’s no drift

Cos now we all know the true nature’s gift

It’s not the springs or the landscape

It’s not the stones or the strange things

If this has sank into your mind – it’s a sift

Cos then I’d know that you know the true nature’s gift

With God I can do all things (I know)

But without people I’ll end up doing nothing (you know)

Cos life without you – it’s a sift

You should know by now you are nature’s gift.