Tuesday, 25 November 2014

THEY LIED ABOUT ME!!!

A lot of things I didn't say
But they say I said it
Many things I didn’t do
They say I did it
There are more I don't know about
They made it known to you in a shout
I am not worried about them
I am not bothered about what they have told you
My concern is about you who knew me and still believed them
You listened to them; you trusted their words of shame
They reformed your mind to misunderstood me
Your thoughts when you see me is now negative
They made you seize your smile for me
Helplessly wanting to love you, they have made you hate me
I didn't do anything wrong
Neither did I say those things they say I said
Their intentions is to have you misled
I will not hold my truth back for you instead
It is you I know, it’s you I love
Whatever they say about me doesn’t come above


Tuesday, 30 September 2014

Psalms Of Penitence (2)


For where I have gone wrong
Let it not be where I pay for my wrongdoing
For the sins that are monstrous and I got away with
Let it not be the little ones I pay dearly for
Those lies I thought will put my life together
The lies I thought will shape my fame and fortune
Forgive me those sins that are addictive and seeming uncontrollable
Let not my future be a representative of my past
By the steps I have taken that is similar to it
Let not my present be a definitive conclusion of my wellbeing
If I am to pay for my iniquities
I will come to the world 10 times over and perish at each coming
Without atonement that will suffice for each entering
But I have called out in tearful agony
I have knelt down on ageless burning coal
That YOU should hear me
Hid my plea
Save my soul
I am way past my deliverance....
I am way past salvation
I am due for MERCY.
 
to be continued...

Tuesday, 23 September 2014

You're Worth More to Many...

Do you know who you are?
Have you even thought of those who want to be like you? 
Those who want to live like you, dress like you and think like you
There are some who smile because they see you
Some derive happiness in knowing you are still alive everyday
Some work so hard because you are a source of inspiration to them
Do you know how many are now helping others because you helped them?
Did you know who saw you and felt loved instantly 
Those who speak greatly of you without knowing your name
Some describe you by your smile and loving heart
You have made Angels direct some to your path
Some are now reaping fruit of love because of the seed of care you sowed in them

No!!! You don't know who you are to them
No!!... You don't know who they are

These are the people you know.... 

Those who call the beauty on your face ugliness 
Those who told you your clothes are now common and you try to buy new ones
The people who leave crumbs for you and make you feel you are worthless
The same people you think have something to give you
You associate yourself with disrespectful minority neglecting the fact that you are great to majority
The very same people who laugh with you at dawn, they make death plans for you at dusk 
Your standard does not lie with how big or successful someone else is
Your existence is enough to signify you are worthy of greatness
You Fear them and they can't give you the air you breathe

Your life is yours as long as it’s yours...
Be inspiring with it. Be genuine with it.

some still pray for the little you have
some still wish they have what you want
because they believe in your choices 
be real. be you.... you are worth more than what people say.



Tuesday, 22 July 2014

Psalms Of Penitence ... Part 1.

I want to fall down in your presence
I want to gravel at your feet
To feel you gracious unending fragrance
O LORD I want to have your mercy to meet
Your breathlessness is wholesome to my existence
I desire to worship you beyond what defines earth
You cannot change yet you change things that seem unchangeable
You cannot die yet you give life to what is dead
Enrich my soul; feed my righteousness with everlasting grace
My sin has overwhelmed me beyond tears
I have willingly neglected righteousness 
I seek no other means of life than to bury myself in your words
My heart is empty
My vision is cloudy
My goals are aimless
My dreams are void
My feet are lost
O LORD hear my cry
A relentless plea for revival
A sinful soul clamming for survival
I am drowning in the ocean of my regrettable past
I am waiting helplessly in the labyrinth of my non rewriteable present
O LORD hear my plea. Save me. 
My reproach is stench even unto me, let alone you.
I .... am ready to be saved. Hear me!!!! (nakedly weeping) ... 

To Be Continued....


Friday, 6 June 2014

Beyond Life.

Beyond unique
Unfound is the word that describes me
Beyond earth
Unknown is the grounds that fits me
I am crafted beyond the imaginations of the greatest sculptor
Beyond the greatest words that defines mankind
I am spelled by the awesomeness of greatness
Every line that lies on each of my finger
Took a thousand years to make
Every strand of hair on my head was tendered to by time and art
Beyond what your mind believed is beauty
Is the word that soothes only the opening of my smile
What is proven to be a lifetime of happiness by man
Is the very same happiness that is felt in a second in my heart
What has been said to condemn my existence by man
Has been refined, reused for glory to reborn the same men that said it
I have knelt down to whisper jokes to Heaven while others prayed
God has a sense of Humour; He smiled through the winds and waves
He laughed through the strike of thunder and lightning
You see: I am not your average minded man ungrateful
Beyond what is of this earth is what makes me fruitful.
Beyond this life is my love
Beyond this love , is my peace. 

Friday, 23 May 2014

Silence Our Survival

Silence is survival
Those who spoke up
We attended their funeral
Those who look up
We question their countenance
Brethren, Silence, I regret to say, Is survival.
Those who kept quiet
We see them tomorrow night
Those who are granted access to the corridor of power
Come out to tell us we should be calm
Everything is under control
In their pockets we hear the jingling of coins
Brethren, Silence, shameful of me to say, is survival
A friend of mine said ‘’too many keyboard activist’’
The revolution we wage is from our electronic device
I wonder what you will tell you children’s children
When they ask you where you were when The Country was failing
I know what i will tell mine, on my dying bed
Children, silence is survival.
We are here today because we kept quiet.
WE ALL KEPT QUIET!!!
WE ALL WATCHED!!!
*fading voice* we made Silence our survival
 —

Thursday, 1 May 2014

Let Me Grow, Find me Home

Oh! Let me grow
Please let me bloom
I have my heart unwrapped for education
Not this selfless, mindless humiliation
Don’t take me from my home
Where i still weep for what I am yet to know
Don’t take me from my sisters with whom i play tic tac toe
I am fresh out of play grounds;
 Mother is not even done with my growing yet
How will my fragile life cope with your act...?
My dreams are scary enough already
I can’t even tell mother what i dreamt of
Don’t make my existence a living nightmare
I have painted pictures of rainbow over my books
While reading them has brought me endless joy

Let me live, let me grow... i am just a child

I am just a child.