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My Identity,My Heritage

I represent a culture so deep in history
The history our ancestors passed on to our generation
The foundation that lead to the greatest civilisation
Which has open the eyes of many and de ears of hearers
We stood so strong from the river Nile
Bathe deep within its riches, sailed with great desire and landed as conquerors
We fought side by side with the Nubians against the Assyrians
Slaying giants and warriors from far and near with our proudly manufactured tools
One thing that will never be taken from us is our pride n stool
The pride of our glorious heritage, the stool of our graceful ancestors and our homeland Africa
A home we lived in since ancient Solomon
A place we find solace,peace, love and care and see the fruits of our labour yield each day
A place we toil the land and get blessed with its harvest
What a great joy and a pleasure to call myself an African child
Africa runs deep thru my veins like  hot spring steam
Its water quenches my thirst, its food satisfy my hunger and its lovesoothes my soul and heals my wounds
It gives me a sense of belonging, building a society together with my people
what a joy to know our people have such big hearts,very hospitable, humble and unique in our own special way
We make hospitality a grace that blesses people from all walks of life
And we humble ourselves to kings and slaves of north and south, east and west
Our ancestors handed to us something more precious  than silver n gold
And we cherish it with all our hearts,minds and souls
Today we stand strong not minding what our oppressors say
Nor think of what they accuse us for...we live on a free land with free minds
We believe in our culture passed on to us for many centuries
And we are delighted of it as it unravels itself each day to strengthen us and lead us on
I am proud to be African
And am blessed to be identified as an African child
Africa our true identity!!!!

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Sweet Mother

Trigga...click..boom-bang..sounding like a beat box!!!!
My woman...my everything
Through the spoken word i was produced
Wish i could climb the highest mountain and scream "mum! i love u"
The woman of the cross and with the crown
My precious egg and my all in all..

You are the wind that blows my name at night.
The sweet bird that cry's out ma name at de sight of a new day!!!
You are the beautiful flowers,the bees never miss!!
The warm beach the sun kisses in the afternoon!!!!!
A mum like no other!!!

My mum!!!! My best friend!! priceless
A heart like yours is my desire
A heart like yours;mum,...is what am searching for
sweet mother...i no go forget u

You will say.."without my children..my house will be clean my wallet will be full but my heart will be empty"
With Christ in the vessel she's a warrior
with the joy of daddy she's a virtuous woman
Your prayers has kept me this far

On this day..i pray that your laughter never ceases
You will live to enjoy the fruits of your hopeful endurance!!
Your prayers are surely and really working
You are best thing that ever happened to me!!

My multitasking woman
To me..you are ideal
forever in my heart...you will remain
my woman!!!my everything!!!

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Behind the Scene of Love

love has always being a part of the human race.
we love people for various reasons;
their physic, intelligence, abilities and power.
at the end everyone wants to be the reason behind the specs.
yet we are not ready for the truth:
will the truth change a thing?
they are interested in your life issues;
but aint ready to be the solutions.
all they ask for is to quench their thirst of being loved!
they get angry when lied to
but frankly, does nothing even when they get to know the truth.
the point is that, there always seems to be something to fight and wish for love 
but one thing has always being the truth;
behind the scene of love,
someone has developed compassion!

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Broken Hearts

*BROKEN HEARTS*

Broken hearts are just like scattered papers!
Seem to carry no weight yet contain broken words##

Broken hearts are just like torn papers!!
They seem to weigh empty, but actually lengthy##

Broken hearts just like broken surfaces!
They seem to have much spaces, but actually less places##

Broken hearts just like broken paces!
Walk for a moment and actually stuck for long days##

Broken hearts just like lost laces!
They seem to be easily tied up, but are actually jumbled up##

Broken hearts just like law cases!
They are presented early, but actually last forever##

Broken hearts just like broken words!
They seem to be handful, but are actually heartful##

Broken hearts just like broken lungs!
They seem to be breathless but are actually beatful##

Broken hearts are indeed broken words and broken words are for sure scattered thought and scattered thoughts are indeed broken hearts####

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Hope Today

Wake up from your dream of sleep;
Assure yourself of His love;
Assume yourself in the seat of grace;
March on with the light of the morning,
Strife hard to catch a glimes of the afternoon,
For as the sun shines on the good,So does it shine ont the bad,
Encounter The grace of the moment:
Because you are favoured to be alive today,
Tell the world of him alone 
And trust His word with all your heart and might 
Approach His throne room with a careful step 
And bless the Lord with all your heart and mind!!!!

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Clueless

We all are clueless;
of whts behind de scene of sleep nd de calm faces
We presume dey having either a goodnyt sleep or a grt nap

We are clueless;
Of de pains dey are going thru
Of de races dey av to finish
Of de struggles dey av to overcome

We really are clueless;
Of de kind of things occluding their minds and brains
Of de many interpretations they av to do

We are all clueless;
Of de terrible dreams dey aving
Of de temptations dey are ovacoming
Of fights dey av to face

We are indeed clueless;
Of de diverse fears;
Fear of not waking up
Fear of death
Fear of judgement
So u see, behind de swet face of sleep, are numerous encounters!

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Fears

I welcomed my fears, embraced my pains and am living with all the guilts.
Most often we think that mistakes are bound to happen; What if we create them ourselves and and later deceive ourselves with the thought that mistakes are bound to happen?
What if they were meant to happen but we couldn't handle the because of our egos!
What if they were not actually suppose to happen yet they did so its time for us to get over it!
I created some of my mistakes, some I believe were meant to happen while others were never suppose to have happened!
I do strongly believe that our mistakes are not to break us but to make us;
Not to separate us but to join us;
Not to confuse us but create that perfect understanding of ourselves;
Not to undo us but to redo us;
Prove me wrong if your mistakes never taught u a lesson!!!!!!!!