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Thursday, 13 June 2013

UNCERTAIN.

WHATS THE NEED TO SMILE.
 
All I have I cannot explain how I got it, Miraculous, luck, planned I cannot explain, grace maybe co'z it’s amazing, Favor maybe I found much.

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Legs, nails, hair, fingers all are fine,
 No short coming has befouled them,
Yet I cannot,  raise my lips, A bit to expose and show my lovely teeth.         
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Ungrateful may be i am. not thankfulmaybe was the nature back then,
Assumption was what I loved much, 
 Such that I did it charitably to, 
Anything that came my way.......................
But for how long am I to live. So that, I, cannot account.
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 .........................maybe that never crossed my mind.


What bout eternity .
By grace I was saved , the love I did not deserve I got, But in return I assume. Saying hi to my friend has became expensive, But what am I supposed to do continue this way?


In all this I find reason to be smiling, every second of my life.



Yet I ask myself what the need to smile. 




                                                                                                   # fod.                                                                          

Tuesday, 29 January 2013

UNCERTAIN


EXPRESSIONS.



Motivated? inspired? confused? If feelings could be made bear,    
Maybe that could be vivid, but what   am I? just to stay there,
Noo! no!! I refuse, standing I will do. Fighting I will take my position,
The owner of the battles will fight for me.

Yes, no, yes, might be my thinking but the creator , Men’t it for his own glory.


I refuse to run but I am forced to crawl
I refuse to sleep but I am forced to snore,
I reject, I ignore, I assume but it keeps befalling me.
 



My mind is filled but not saturated, Facts not opinions, manhood not boyhood, I choose but am afraid of the consequences,
I want, but, can’t give to get,
I desire but don’t posses, the will to go for it.



Peer pressure,  social pressure is the enemy of all,
in a big room, I find solace being alone.
Pouring ink my pen can’t stop writing.
I feel it, I have it, and none can adjust my spirit right now.

A giant in me is almost awakening,
Preparations I am trying, but precisely not sure,
What my fate will be, I keep on guessing trying to find Solutions to my heart most desires,
Yes that sounds GOOD, Maybe it’s coz I love the pen.

I check in maybe I will find a little solace,
The writer makes no sense in my years,
Maybe ignorance is trying to overtake me. 


Hard work I push the accelerator to the limits,
bye-bye I say to ignorance,
On the highway am trying to pick the pieces.

Then and only then I find solace. I like something
Expressions by the color of the ink. Moving,
Explaining I can’t. writing I am, pouring my thoughts,
maybe I fell for it. What’s my fate.
being me I am trying , yes I love it. 
                                                                        # fod

Tuesday, 23 October 2012

The life in me


JOY CENTER 



Courage, grace, inspiration, miracle,love,
maybe that’s what pushed me, but i guess
The source of all this may be greater, 
 and I thank the creator of them all.




 

Standing tall near the gate I made final touches and headed in.
Parents and children were having  a conversation, 
 I made my case known, soon warm was the room with reception.
My first day awesome, got some helpful experience, from the head 
 Lively was the class, evening a was my time, day in day out. 
  
                                                              
The days turned weeks then months but……………..,
Wait a bit, in between knowledge was being passed among the 
 the selected few. interesting and fun defined the mood,
coz a brother I was educating my younger siblings.


      
                                                                      
Mum and dad to many, receive heartfelt thanks for your trust,
with the siblings, 
all I had, I made available,to them when I had them.
 charming and caring were they, no matter the pressure,they could still handle it. 
You raised them well.  







To God I give all glory and honor, 
who? Would have done, this unless you in me, 
yes you own all I have coz I would ,not have them if it were not you. 
Yes, yes I thank you God and pray,  more...                                                    
to be used by you to your glory...and not my carnality.
                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                # FOD