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Nowhere To Be Found


The son born before the last one
Father and mother so joyous
For they have another son
Black and strong, ebony yet porous
The darkness that lasts for a night
Lasting for a while, it has eclipsed
Blood oozes strength lost during the night
Morning comes, cold, confused he cried 
The only word that comes out is the sister's name
Bitter pain, angry, furious, mad, infuriated, upset 
is the son's family, the incident unexpectedly happens
Slowly but surely is the next scene, the consequence is clearly set
Eyes used to look at pleasant sights now for tear dropping, in tears i drowned
mother, brothers and sisters, nephews and nieces in uncontrollable mourning because the son is now Nowhere To Be Found....

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Self Perspective


Self perspective? NO!! My perspective is based on Christ’s perspective
Call me a Christian because by His will He justified me from all my depravity
Yes at His Son’s expense I got saved, He implanted the seed of faith so now I believe 
Self-perspective is now futile because He tells me to put the focus on Him instead of me….
So what I feel, want and desire is garbage compared to what The LORD has in stock for me
It’s awesome knowing the God of creation who saves men in His perfect will
And knowing that the devil only comes to destroy, steal and kill
Knowing that the author and giver of all life came so I can have life and not just have it but have it more abundantly…
So with this feeble brain and these feeble lips I will lift up my feeble hands and say The LORD is so HOLY, HOLY, HOLY
With reference to the middle verse of the scripture; Psalm 118:8; I will put confidence in The LORD, I will not rely on self or any other man
Having known that everything we have or see all belongs to Him, everything is a work of His perfect hand
So doing what my peers are doing or what I see on TV or what I hear on the radio is all foolishness
Because He says I shouldn’t conform to this world but rather be transformed by the renewing of the mind so I can live a life of Godliness….
My life through Christ’s eyes is amazing
Can you imagine a world without lights, imagine total darkness. Now can you imagine a world without Christ, Who is the way the Truth and the Life. The true Light
Knowing that He’s in me in the dark I’ll shine bright and the dark cannot comprehend it
I don’t know why but I know it is by Grace through repentance and believing that my sins are forgiven
So what am I ought to do with this life that I’ve been given, other than to say Holy Holy Holy is the Messiah who was raised, is to make sure the great commission is carried out even
So when you ask me what happened to the old me, I say he’s dead and buried away
And I suggest you take the Word of God seriously because your body, my body this earthly life is nothing but a phase it is passing away
I know it’s true because in my life I’ve seen change, those who believe in Christ are new creatures and He does not just end there
He wiped and cleansed and shifted my world view so I can refrain from sin and when I sin, I repent. Then I’m right with Him
Then He sees me through the Son not SELF-PERSPECTIVE….

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Once Was a Tree

Once was a tree
Not just any ordinary tree.
Once was introduced to a 
world
of no worries for 
tomorrow.
Once was a special tree 
so said
those who planted me.
Once grew without 
knowledge of
my purpose on earth.
I guess it's nature.
To survive, from birth.
All I needed was nurture.
Once friends I had would
converse with I in the 
woodlands.
Once we would bow due 
to the
wind blows in the 
woodlands.
Once I survived death 
from wild
fires.
Once time came when 
the OWNER
of the woodlands 
ordered to cut
down the trees grown 
enough to
be processed.
Once in my life said 
GOODBYE to
my friends I thought I'll 
have for
the rest of my life.
Once I felt the wrath of 
death. But
on the bright side of it, 
my life
purpose was revealed.
Once my life has new 
meaning. To
provide tangible 
substance to the
world is my purpose on 
earth,
after processing.
Once again the OWNER 
will
choose my future from 
here.
Once Was A Tree....

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The Word Misused I Am

I am the word 
wrongly
used....misused/ In a 
layman's
terms I've been ill-
treated....abused/ A 
professional
might say I've been 
charged with
serious crimes such as
death....accused/ In 
circumstances
where a word for morally 
corrupt
desires would be placed, 
I've been
placed 
instead....confused/ In
situations and relations 
where
I've been understood and
carefully managed or 
used/ by
managers or users, I've 
left them
smiling some even
laughing....amused/
Some say when they hear 
my
name all they remember 
is the
time I left hurt scratches 
on
them....bruised/ Before 
existence
of man I existed, but can 
I say I've
been released from my
duty....excused/ I have 
appeared
in blockbuster movies, 
best selling
books and novels. I've 
hosted and
featured in the most sold 
songs.
Most religions emphasise 
the
usage of me, but the 
usage of me
has been 
minimised....reduced/
Before I take a bow. I 
appreciate
those who not only 
understood
me but combined me 
with fellow
good words....fused/
But yet still I might I've 
been used
or misused. Abused or 
accused.
Confused or amused. 
Bruised or
excused. Reduced or 
fused.
I am The Word Misused I 
Am....
LOVE....

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Sun Heat Effect

Listening to an amazing 
piece of jazz music like 
this one/ lead me to 
thinking like I'm the 
one-'leader'/ just want to 
touch the white clouds 
but I can't find the 
ladder/ The sun blazes 
through the clouds/ as  
the wind breezes 
through the avocado 
leaves/ the oxygenated 
leaf air leaves/ my mind 
refreshed/ But like 
temptation are so/ 
destructing so/ is my 
opposite neighbour's 
smoke from burnt 
garbage/ the odour is 
indescribable/ but the 
'eastern sun' jazz beat 
from Sizzle/ makes it 
possible/ for me to 
continue thinking clean. 
My conscience comes into 
play and I remember 
there is only One 'leader'. 
Who was, is, and will be. 
John 1:1. Thank you 
LORD!

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My Poetic Intrapersonality

I never thought 
I'd be the one/ A
life full of timeless travels/ 
Never
thought I'd fall for 
anyone/ Now I
feel I'm reaching higher 
levels/
Got astounded by your 
scarce
personality/ So different 
from the
rest the aspect that 
makes you so
pretty/ As beautiful as the 
colour
of the sunset/ The truth 
is-they'll
be amazed by your 
mindset/ You
are so full of it, Life/ With 
you,
definitely I can't strife/ 
Your style
your smile/ takes me to 
different
places/ Surely I can't lie/ 
You beat
all faminine faces/ So 
beautiful/
Pertaining you to be 
powerful/
Your eyes so clear as the 
air/
Sometimes when I'm 
with you I
stutter/ even though I'm 
a starter/
In the world of 
relationships/ I'll
try to keep it real, most 
definitely
with no gimmicks/ And 
no tricks/
Keep that as a promise 
coz I
promise.... I dedicate this 
to my .....

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Plants 'Grass' Or People

Probably the hurting 
feeling felt
by plants/ in particular, 
grass/ as
people trample, stumble, 
step, cut
and kill/ Being touched, 
felt,
kissed and cherished 
'they' need
to feel/ like flowers are 
cared for/
so do 'they' crave care 
even more/
but no one seems to care 
at all/
attached to atleast a wall/ 
people
exit that door/ 'they' 
engage in
prior preparation for 
pain/ fear of
change is another factor/ 
fear of
the unknown, as soon as 
the door
opens, 'they' tremble/ for 
fear of
been stumbled upon/ But 
what
keeps 'them' going is the 
fact that
'they' were created for a 
purpose,
to beautify the earth and 
to
provide that fresh oxygen 
during
the day/ that's 'their' 
way/....
So I sat and thought, " I 
might feel
low, sick, poor, lonely, 
unworthy
and not cared for. There's 
still
hope for beautiful days to 
come."
Flipped through the New
Testament and found 1 
Peter
1:13. God bless....

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I Come From the Heart

From The Heart I Came....
When this poem was in 
its rawest form
Before the hand started 
writing
The mind was bossing 
and boasting
That I originated there 
but I know
From the Heart I came....
Like blood running 
through the veins 
to give life to living blood 
cells
I am an expression but 
not like a math equation
I am most oftenly 
directed at family and 
friends and most 
importantly God
Him Who is true Goodness
I am a recognition of the 
value of kindness
Yes. Without that very 
strong affection I can not 
exist
I told the mind that when 
I come from you I am not 
real
If I come from the mind 
then I'm as fake as the 
word fake itself 
I am rarely used. When I 
am used, 
I release the heavy feeling 
of pride. Because;
I come from the Heart.....
GRATITUDE....

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My Food For Thought

Like Garden soil 
needs water and
manure/ manure to 
provide
nutrients/ Nutrients like 
nutrients
needed by a baby birth 
with HIV/
HIV spreading rapidly 
with no
cure/ cure for my 
thoughts I ask/
Ask for inspirational 
words/
Words yet race through 
my mind/
My mind knows NO rest, 
even
when I'm sleeping/ 
sleeping still
random words keep 
pushing
each other/ Other than
Nightmares I get Blissful/
Colourful/ and Peaceful/ 
dreams
as a result of past 
thoughts/
Thoughts vary, Guilt, 
Pride, Peace,
Love, Lust, e.t.c/ See you 
eat-
resultant of hunger/ 
Hunger for
clean thoughts I crave 
for/ Crave
for that which has never 
been/
That which no man has 
ever
seen/ That which will 
always be/
TOMORROW/ Tomorrow I 
might
just write a poem better 
than
this/ This all is occurring 
because
of His Love/ His Love we 
all have/
Have relationships but 
still feel we
lack/ Luck you say?/ Say 
Saved by
Grace/ Grace in His, I 
reside/ I
abide by His LAW/ Low I 
feel, but
to attain clean thought I 
need My
Food/
My Food For Thought?/ 
Thought
of the WORD from our 
LORD/
LORD's Holy Bible/ Bible - 
My Food
For Thought....