Biography of Dave BenOdafe
David is an Entrepreneur, Author, Youth Counselor, Therapist, Poet, Life Coach, Social Critics, and Founder/CEO of Gr8 Myndz Associate, a Business Development/ Consultancy, Marketing and Career Training Outfit, which specializes in the training of young leaders of the 21st century.
He was born to the family of Mr. B. Odafe an Educationist with the Delta State government and Mrs. R. Odafe an Elementary school teacher, in the suburban city of Ughelli, Delta State, Nigerian.
He was diagnosed with a genetic disorder at a very tender age and bequeathed with an inferior endowment from nature, He realized he had to fight several battles of survival if he must survive his childhood. The poverty of his body kindled a passion for knowledge and endowed with an inquisitive mind, he began to inquire about Life, Purpose and Self. These questions led him in a search for answers, which he must find alone. That thirst gave birth to the odyssey for the discovery of self.
He was educated at the prestigious Government College Ughelli where he graduated with his O.Level in 1996. After then he embarked on a journey to discover self, which lasted for ten years. After his discovery of purpose, he began a process of self-development and taught himself the classics while studying the works of various writers from the genesis of civilization in many fields including literature, history, religion, philosophy, and political science then proceeded to the University Of Lagos Nigeria to study Psychology in 2007.
At a very tender age, he developed a passion for literature, a romance, which was brought about by his loneliness, resulting from his inability to join the other kids at play because of his frail and fragile health; he sought solace from the pages of literature. This passion for literature and inspired by his personal struggles, his gift of poetry and writing self development books was born.
He has a zeal for self development and the development of the full potentials of any member of the human race. He love to walk with the “stones which the builders rejected” to transform their lives and becoming the chief cornerstone. Like the biblical David, he has a talent of transforming lawless men to mighty men of valor. This passion let to his founding of Gr8 Myndz, which is a training outfit to develop the potentials of young leaders. Armed with the lessons and experiences he got from his struggles, it wasn’t long before he was sought after as a beacon of hope by everyone. His dream and life purpose is to inspire others to discover their life purpose, and equip, and empower them to fulfill that purpose.
Driven by his zeal for God and Love for humanity He became a volunteer youth advocate working with NGOs who are involved in youth advocacy. He loved Reading, Listening to good Music, Watching Movies, Introspection, Taking Long Walks, Traveling and Writing and Poetry.
Dave BenOdafe's Works:
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Dave BenOdafe Poems
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Memories Of You
I wandered down the woods again And thru' the thicken'd forest saw, Your face engraved behind each woodland flower, Lighting the trees with y'ur magic power.
Her eyes glows with venom, When she winks its death. With a tongue coated with poison, Her lips paralyzes like a viper's kiss.
The Sparkle In Your Eyes
I looked out my window at the silvery moon, Somewhere in its rays, I saw your image. Painted by the starry glow of the night sky, Illuminating the shady curtains with the sparkle in your eyes
We all alike, Crave for a nest to rest, A place we could, Cease to toil,
We laid together skin to skin entwined in fierce passion. Heart to heart, head to head, eye to eye in ecstatic dight. Our lips lock’d In a wet kiss, my will to her cession. Driven to yonder height,
'Cos You’re Gone
I feel like a song without the words. A bird without its wings. A man without his soul. A heart without a home.
We meet people each day. Some just cleave to us never going away, Some just impress us we pray they stay Always and forever till our hair is grey.
My life is an endless melody, Above life's' every boundaries. I hear it jingle, the distant echoes of elation That hails my golden spring.
A Hunted Hunter
Like my forebear, a hunter I am. Skillfully, I hunt'd on life's every field. With my horde I ran life's race, Chased anything that cross'd my path.
One Step At A time
Each day I live as if my last To give the world the best of me I seize every moment to make a blast Exploit every opportunity a step at a time
I said I'm gonna leave him, He said don’t leave me. I told him my mind is made up, He said he don’t wanna break up.
If I Were An Artist
I’d paint your visage in the sky, Carve your sculpture on the mountains, So the world without doubt could behold How beautiful you are,
Pieces Of Heart
She was the light in my darkest night My spur to highest height My dreams she did revive That the heavens I did dive
Memories Of You
I wandered down the woods again
And thru' the thicken'd forest saw,
Your face engraved behind each woodland flower,
Lighting the trees with y'ur magic power.
Thru' gushes of windy air,
I caught y'ur perfume on the breeze.
Delighting in the scent of you,
Bringing me sweet thought renew.