The devil is afraid
I told him to show his face
He's steadily hiding in dark
Plotting evil
Taking me unaware, he's a coward
If he can't get to me
He comes through
Those are close to me
I use discernment
So I don't hurt those that are prey to him.
His words are so soothing
But his heart
Is filled with hatred and deceit
Whenever he offers things
Which I know he doesn't give for free
Every gift has hidden intention
Steadily plotting to ruin or destroy
Those that are aware and confident.
Women will say it's men
Men will say it's women
They all throwing
Shades at each other
Defending their gender
Tendering different agenda.
Women will leave their man
Because he cheated
Then go to another man
Who's cheating on his woman
What a irony... Circle keeps repeating
Men will be telling several girls
Same thing but different feelings
Feelings depend on her vibes
Time passes, little misunderstanding
They break up, then go to another woman
Who's probably not satisfied in her present relationship.
I know they're some women and men
Who don't cheat, they're fidelity
Men and women
Keep accusing each other
Thinking they will never unite
But every weekend;
Friday, Saturday and Sunday
There's always a wedding ceremony to attend.
Men and women, who cheats most!?...
Be careful what you wish for me...
When you're wishing for my downfall
You're already down below me
Believe it or not, but you will surely be
I've Never lost to any opposition
Back to sender my shield
Thanks to my guidance and protectors for steadily giving me a remedy and medicine.
What do you do with others downfall ?
I pray you experience
Whatever you're wishing for others
If offensive or keeps you stagnant
You're crazy for making others feel lazy
You can't wish others bad and be good
You must get what you give
Back to sender my remedy and medicine.
Wish me good, good be your portion
Wish me bad, bad be your portion
I'm steadily reciprocating accordingly
You can't create chaos, then enjoy peace
I pray you don't get away with
Whatever harm you do or wish on others
Back to sender my remedy and medicine.
They be;
"Steadily assuming"
Thinking what you're not
Their perception
A reflection of them
They're always assuming
From we pass and what they heard.
Your looks,
"Sometimes don't define you"
What you see sometimes
Might be deceiving
People do disguise.
Your pains
Some people's gains
Steadily want to tame or shame you.
They want to know our wonders
So we always
Keep them wandering
Walking around
Asking about our stories
Assumption, our injection
For people not minding their business.
Let all bye gone
Be bye gone
The preacher man
Keeps teaching
Let them correct you
When you're wrong
Be guided, so you don't go astray.
Wake up he says
From the darkness
Come into the light
He keeps teaching
In the light no deceit
You see and know
Everything behind, beside and ahead of you.
The people always
Endure and enjoy his teaches
Wisdom he always teach
His words are so edifying and wise
He's always ready for questions
Truth what he always teaches
He's steadily liberating the people from their sorrows.
For so many years now
There are so many things
I've been longing for
A yearning desire
Very unquenchable
Salivating for liberation
Steadily craving for absolute freedom.
I've been aching
For unconditional love
Eagerly and restlessly
Pining and suffering
For absolute happiness
Hopefully attainable someday.
Hope realized leads
To peace internalized
I'm longing for the impossible
I want to do whatever none had
Things beyond the imagination of men
A fantasy of ecstasy in the struggle
I am longing for heaven here on earth.
This is Africa
A land so bless
Naturally endowed
Different cultures
A peculiar continent
But everyday steady struggle.
This is Nigeria
Land of heritage
Very resourceful
Different traditions
But only the strong survives.
This is Delta State
The big heart of Nigeria
A prominent state
With several oil Cities
But the people can't afford it.
This is Sapele City
The city of humility
Very peaceful city
But no infrastructure
They steadily belittling the people.
Though we may be miles apart
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All of your talent was really great
Which in my email I did state.
Had to give you all my high regards
Heard are great when playing cards.
Away from poems are steadily steering;
Some day soon will be disappearing.
When we would have been on a roll;
After they had taken another poll;
Ate my spaghetti that was stringing
Which is when they called ne dingy.
Often Steadily Start
Often steadily start wondering why
No matter how hard that I ever try
My each poem write line for line
Brilliant sun so brightly does shine
When it sets dark become the sky.
Jim Horn
Attraction so simple as a bright blue morning
but so powerful to melt the sun and fill up all planets.
If love is a documentary, ours is action filled
it may be a thin thread but can put
the Blue Mountains into free hanging.
Our world has stopped the hands of time.
Even in death’s swallow, our solitude
would be tied together in its spleen.
She’s my Gold mine, I am her superman
through our affectionate recipe, love had undone itself
and the host of its creators in a disorganized rally
to set up an emergency sitting for the determination
of its newly recommended rare nectar.
Our bones are exposed to affectionate colds
making us sleep under the comfort of stability’s protection.
Our organs, longing for its anti-aging heat
keeping its unparalleled raws, so edible for everlasting chew.
Such a blissful phenomenon is a personality
deserving of a crown in the assurance of a ring.
This world is a step ahead; the aisle is just a stone throw
but a disaster occurs; as the discovery of
being carriers of filial generation’s mortality
has placed an alert to indicate the end of the road.
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