PERSONAL SUMMARY
Meshack Bankole Dada is a Nigerian born Medical Doctor who takes delight in poetry at his early stage of medical training. He focuses on nature, lyrics, culture, interpersonal issues like love, moral, challenges and injustice. He is a known positive critic focusing on religion, tribe, race, politics and relationships. His choice for poetry is gingered by reading through the lines of great poets such as Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, Shakespeare, Woodworth, Angelou, Sarah Teasdale among others. Their inspiring poems are like elixir balms of longevity to his body systems.
EARLY LIFE & CAREER
He was born and brought-up in the North-Central part of Nigeria, (Niger-State) . He is a native of Iloro-Ekiti, Ekiti-State in SouthWest Nigeria & the last born child of his family; though the road was alittle bumpy yet the boons were bountiful. He spent 70% of his childhood days with his mother, Lady Evangelist Beatrice Atinuke Dada - a prosperous trader and virtuous mother. His father, Late Rev‘d James Kosemani Dada spent most of his life outside home, due to his missionary ministerial demands. Dr Meshack attended Niger Baptist Nursery & Primary School, Minna, Niger-State(1994-1999) - - during which he was assisting his mother to do virtually all the household routines and selling of Satchet “Zobo“ drink, Ice Waters, Soft Drinks. He later joined his father for his Secondary school education - Okpe Isoko Grammar School, Okpe Isoko, Delta-State, Nigeria(1999-2003) & African Church Grammar School, Ikirun, Osun-State. Nigeria(2003-2005) .
He was admitted into college of medicine, university of Ilorin, kwara-state, nigeria in november 2006. Graduated as a medical doctor in march 2013! Currently, running his internship program in FMC Bida, Niger-State, Nigeria.
His delight for poetry right from early medical training days has been a good source of respite for him anytime depression hangs on.
He is engaged to a Mathematician - Florence ‘Busayo Akande.
Many abusers of it will pay
Without apology.
If you think it is cheep give it
Without negotiation.
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Only to trust God with our faith
Only that is what might be needed to see
when the spell of darkness falls
Like the gurara waterfall.
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verily the seed of evil has been sown
with its sad sunken eyes all opened
but such a great seed of evil who can kill?
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This sonnet never w's it created to woo a maid
But to let out the shame of lust and how it's paid.
How great and small fall under its spell nev'r to rise!
And as the urge to do and be done rise - so the price.
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Be gone, fury and fear:
Life has much to offer.
Halt, thou tempest! an anchor I bear -
As God lives -yielded I to His order.
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