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Redeeming the Time For the Days Are Evil

IN THIS GENERATION, THE LEVEL OF EVIL HAS BECOME so RAMPANT that CHRISTIANITY IS ALMOST VACCANT.
IN THIS GENERATION, CHRISTIANITY HAS BECOME A SHADOW, SO SHALLOW THAT IT’S ONLY DWINDLING ON THE BANKS OF FOG.
IN THIS GENERATION, CHRISTIANITY, JUST LIKE DIGNITY, VANITY AND VIRGINITY ARE NOW CONSIDERED AS INSANITY.
THERE IS NO SONG, NO QUESTION AND NO PEACE
BUT WHO IS TO BLAME?
FOR EVERYONE IS MAKING A STEP BACKWARDS AND SAYING AWE SINDINE!
WHAT THEN SHALL WE DO BECAUSE EVIL HAS STRIPPED ITS CURTAINS ON MANKIND AND???
THE MORALS AND VALUES THAT COMPLETES ONES HUMANNESS HAVE ALL BEEN LOST IN THE WILDERNESS. FURTHERMORE
THE TRAUMATIC AND SATANIC ACTS LIKE HUMAN DISCRIMINATION AND ELIMINATION THROUGH PREGNANCY TERMINATION HAVE BECOME A NORMAL ROUTINE OF THE DAY.

AS EARTHLY ANGELS, WE SHALL STRUGGLE TO KEEP OFF THE DIRTY ACTIVITIES THAT HAVE MUSHROOMED IN EVERY SOCIETY BECAUSE NOWADAYS, THERE indeed IS A VARIETY OF ANXIETY.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE HAVE ACCEPTED EVIL. THEY HAVE REJECTED CHRIST WHO, FOR THEIR SAKE, WAS SACRIFICED.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE HAVE DESERTED THEIR SAVIOUR. THEY HAVE EMBRACED THEIR EVIL BEHAVIOR.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE FALL IN A SPIRITUAL WAR. THEY LACK FAITH AND THE DEVIL, FROM HIS BREATH POURS DEATH ON THIS EARTH WHICH HAS NO FAITH SO?
LETS US START: REDEEMING THE TIME FOR THE DAYS ARE EVIL!
INDEEED! THE END IS NEAR! THE BATTLE-FIELD IS ALREADY CLEAR! SO YOU MUST endure, PERSEVERE AND MUST HAVE NO FEAR BECAUSE ALL DAYS ARE NUMBERED!

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You left and I wrote words.
I abused the pen as I tried to express my thoughts using ink.
I was left alone, sad and broken.
I was left with so many feelings unfelt
And so many words unspoken,
You once were my love and my life revolved only around you.
I loved you. I treasured you.
I loved and I trusted. My one heart and my one mind.

I gave you my heart, my mind and my all.
How could it be that we never lasted?
How could a love so strong easily crumble and fall?
How could love, trust, passion, responsibility and romance not be enough to save us?
How could envy, jealousy and rumours overpower us?
My love; please, talk to me.
I have tried to let it go.
I can’t.

I still love you. And am not afraid to admit it. Not any more.

I pretended not to care to impress my friends but deep down my heart, I was shattered.
i pretended till we fought.
Baby as I watched you cry for me that night in the bright blue of the moon light,
I cried with you but kept on with the fight.
You slapped me when you found me lying clad, arm in arm with another girl.
I don’t know what came over me.
I clearly lost my sight and the sense of right.
I was trying to be a star to my friends and its only now that I ask myself,
To what end?

Each day, I remember your beautiful smile, your ugly laughter, your weird jokes and your sweet love
Your sweet fragrance, your gentle touch, your loving kisses, your warm embrace, your passion and your kind heart.
There really is none like you.

If I could alter the alphabet, I would change U and I back to US.
You’ve obviously moved on but I am still here, stuck, lonely and alone.
The lonely social.
I am a fool to ever lose someone like you.

How could I have been busy building friendships, chasing dreams and yet left my love behind?
How could I be so blind?
All you did was love me and care for me.
Truly we men have got problems when we know someone deeply loves us.
My love, my baby, my woman, my little lady.
I know we won’t get back together and I know you won’t read this because you blocked me but either ways,

If this message ever reaches you, please know that I STILL LOVE YOU BABY.
I STILL NEED YOU AND I STILL CARE FOR YOU.
I guess this time I really need to pay the price we all pay for being playful, flirty and careless.
I MISS YOU MY LOVE….
I MISS YOU…

YOU LEFT AND I WROTE WORDS.

#onemind

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His Divine Mercy

FOR MY SAKE,HIS LIFE WAS AT STAKE.

FOR MY SINS,AT CALVARY,HE WAS PINNED.

FOR MY TRANSGRESSIONS ,HE GAVE HIMSELF TO OPPRESSIONS.

WITH ACCUSATIONS THAT WERE FALSE AND BY HUMAN FORCE,

CHRIST WAS NAILED TO THE CROSS.

THIS SHOWS THAT.....

JESUS IS MY VINE

WITH HIM I CAN SHINE

AND WITH HIM I AM FINE BECAUSE

JUST AS FAR AS THE EAST IS FROM THE WEST

AS FAR AS GOOD IS FROM EVIL.

AS FAR AS HATE IS FROM LOVE

AND AS FAR AS DARKNESS IS FROM LIGHT

SO IS HIS DIVINE MERCY.

CHRIST WAS SACRIFICED.

THE BATTLE LINE HAS BEEN DRAWN.

THE ENEMY IS AT WORK.

HIS VICES ARE PROVING TO SUCCEED.

PORNOGRAPHY,MASTURBATION,NUDITY,FILTH TALK AND IMMATURE SEX

ARE HIS LETHAL WEAPONS.

MANY OF US HAVE FALLEN AT THE MERCY OF THESE.

QUITE ALRIGHT,THE FIGHT IS TIGHT.

BUT TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT.

TO STAND UPRIGHT

TO FEEL ALRIGHT

AND TO SHINE YOUR LIGHT

BECAUSE GREATER IS HE THAT IS IN ME THAN HE THAT IS IN THE WORLD

THE BATTLE IS NOT OURS BUT THE VICTORY IF WE REMAIN UNDER HIS DIVINE MERCY.

LET US BE BOLD AND PRAY TO GOD

FOR STRENGTH AND FAITH

AS WE LIVE ON EARTH.

DO NOT DETEST THIS REQUEST

BUT DETECT ITS EFFECT AS YOU PERFECT YOUR LIFE.

LET US CALL ON THE HOLY SPIRIT

TO INSPIRE US,

TO ASPIRE US

BEFORE WE EXPIRE.

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Dream Girl

LETTER TO MY DREAM GIRL

for so long and indeed, Like a song, I wait to be sang.
to be
 cherished, and to be heard.
To be loved for who I am, not what
I look like
 or what people have said.
like a book, i seek to be read.
To be loved for being Fred.
One who will be kept and loved not
tossed back on the shelf. 
but i do not worry, because I know now you
 will always love me as yourself.

They say, a true lover's eyes touches
 the deepest darkest parts of your
 heart,

but as For your eyes, well, they melt my very
 soul.
if you would stare that much,
 You'd make me quiver down my
 veins
 with every single blink.
Sometimes i pause and think,
how will this ink ever create our romantic link.

I dream awake in my sleep. I have a hope and this i keep.

Along with your angelic smile
 and lips that tastes so sweet,
 You send me a thundering rush of
 blood
 that sweeps me off my feet..

Now if I stand so close and watch
how beautiful you are,
 
behold, I would not last without
 surrendering to your kiss..
If I indulge myself too long
You'd take me to a dance,
and let the heavens paint the
perfect art of romance.

Kisses of love in advance.

Onemind.

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A Perfect Betrayal

A Perfect Betrayal
Dearest dream girl
we met, we talked, we joked and we laughed.
you were pretty, splendid and soft at heart...
your beauty and your smile i loved.
i loved you. i did. we met on facebook.
I remember it all ever so clearly.
I was 18, you were 16. my sweet 16.
we wrote forever together,
made promises that amass the ordinary.
we formed a bond beyond and across the stars,
but unfortunately, like waves on a shore,
our footprints got washed away with time.
*
You led me on, gave me the illusions of happiness,
and i held on after my mistake.
i broke your heart and in turn broke mine in the process.
we met in Ndola.
you took my broken heart,
and with your warmth, you glued it together,
with you, love gave me hope,
I was a lost soul till I found you..
you were my love.
you. yes. You!
*
We shared pain and laughter,
we traded secrets,
showed our vulnerabilities,
we had nothing to hide,
not even our nakedness or shame,
for we were soulmates,
till it turned out to be just a fleeting moment,
like water and a flame,
nothing of us has remained,
except these dark patches.
*
Ironic,
how everything crumbles before your eyes,
that you are left to wonder how you missed the signs,
now what remains is the bitter regrets,
the tormenting thoughts,
the absurd imaginations of seeing you lying next to another,
perhaps thats the worst of all,
how could it be that five years down the line, we are so close to each other yet so far away?
how could it be that we keep trying so hard to stop trying so hard?
this is us and this is our story. each day I think about us and I feel sorry.
it was a perfect love story,
it was a perfect tragedy,
and it was
a perfect betrayal

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What Is Love

LOVE IS LIFE

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My Lament On My Mother's Funeral

Hear me all ye that see
Hear my plea and from me, do not flee.
Calamity has struck and now, i am stuck.
I feel like dying to end all this crying
But i am trying to be fine because i know that one day, we all have to die.
So i will not cry
But i will look up high to the sky and try to ask why.
Why death of all life on earth, took breath from my mother.
Now i have no other.
I am filled with strife and every time i look at a knife,
I feel like taking my life.
Indeed, losing a loved one is hard.
It makes you sad and feel very bad.
No wonder other's go mad and are never glad.
I feel the pain but then, "god gives.... God takes away.....rejoice always"
So should i rejoice now that she is gone or should i cry?

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Booty Or Beauty : the Dream Part One

So we had a click.
We called it the Chick flick click for we were slick. We made rhymes that made no sense. We were the Goons of our hood and we’d go around wearing hoodies as our identity…

We loved girls. We loved either their booty or beauty. I said we loved girls. We loved either their booty or beauty.

We were flirts. Perves with unknown desire and hunger for sex. We were in constant competition, trying different forms of viagra. People saw men in us but we were just overgrown boys with beards. Beards with emotional stunted growth. We fell in and out of relationships till one day, it hit me. I fell for this one innocent girl but by nature of my nature as a childish flirt, i called her my hot, sexy sauce. . . the sexiest girl I had ever seen. She fell for it.

I wrote poems. I Described her beauty, dignity and innocence till I broke her purity and virginity. I boasted to my friends and said “it was fun but, on to the next one”. I left her heart wide open and dripping for it was broken. Little did I know, it was literally broken. so as a feigned act of solidarity, viagra already taken, I went to her and recited my lines till we got in bed. She cried but i comforted her with my lies. She melted at my words till We made sweet love. Taken by the peak of my pleasure, i did not notice that she was motionless. She had been motionless for a long time.

I, however was in the ecstatic planet and kept on going till I deposited my genes into a lifeless body and fell on top of her panting, feeling accomplished. The viagra worked and i was sure she felt me. However, When the misty fog had passed and my brain started functioning, my heart nearly missed a beat or it did beat twice at once. The innocent girl was long gone and there I was, in my own bedroom with a dead body.
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Best Poems Written by Fred Kanshamba

Relationship Failure

My Unknown Identity

Redeeming the Time For the Days Are Evil

Missing My Lost Love

His Divine Mercy

Dream Girl

A Perfect Betrayal

What Is Love

My Lament On My Mother's Funeral

Booty Or Beauty : the Dream Part One