ILLUMINATION

I'm choking , suffocating, tired and bored of struggling for life The things around seem to be killing me deep inside Even I don't understand how I have been able to survive so far.  I have been undermined but I refused to yield.  Called stubborn As days went by the turmoils increased so witth the number of testimony Doors kept opening, great and effectual. The enemies waxed great but... Something of mine was taken My Joy was taken away from me. It has been my priceless jewel keeping me going even in darkness and when everything was silent. My faith shattered, my hope smouldered My heart smothered but I kept going Fruitless and hopeless  Slow was the speed and sluggish was the train My innocence is stolen, I'm injured. The pain is becoming unbearable More times than I can count Suicidal thoughts held me down But the fear of causing the ones I loved pain and trauma I refused to listen to it Tine refused to wait Tide refused to cease. Years flew by, decades ran ...

In my lover I found things unfathomable I solved things impossible Created creations because  As I said it ,it was. I prayed, boy oh boy I prayed So I touched power but my character... I refused to file off any excesses I refused to submit it To be chiselled Until... I had it all  But not relevance I could not Judge the mount of Edom because my obedience was not complete. The prince of this world came over and again and he found Indeed he did found something of his in me Yet I only wept for a second The next like a dog to it's vomit I went back there enjoying in fact the taste Because he is just my lover and not my Lord. On the morn of a bright day My lover came, his countenance I didn't understand .  His eyes flaming Red; his teeth white He has not come to woo me  Like he has always done. He came; his helmet on his head and salvation his breastplate. The light that shone upon his face I could not behold. There was no strength in my body I collapsed like ...

I'll find my lover Whose shadows I have been chasing Whose footprints are almost washed away by the rain But I have been taught his ways  And his paths I have understood well Yet my lover refuses to come to me Or let me near him He slips away from between my fingers saying  "There is more to me" The most I have seen is the most minute of what he has to offer he claimed. I'm sure I will find my lover Who several men  has chased Some failed, some fainting; others still in pursuit of him But the way of the spirit is narrow, only one man and the Holy Ghost I know it would be tough The road will be crooked But it is my Lover I will find at the end of the race When I find my lover I will behold his face and tell him all about my journey Though he saw it . I will let him see the scars and let his eyes run over them I will weep for joy yet for the mistakes And let myself find peace in his embrace Because through it all it was my lover I was chasing. It is him I ha...

The world is always in the move and it's going to keep moving without you changing a thing. The change you want to see, make it happen; You can always make it happen You can always achieve that dream of yours, Only if you don't stop trying. Even if finances seem insufficient, you can make it happen; Even if parental support seem insufficient, enjoy the little you've got and make it work Even if nothing seems sufficient you can make it happen because his GRACE is sufficient. Even if the height look unattainable, even if it looks impossible, even when the hurdle looks like bit cannot be crossed You can make it happen. Be like an ant, take responsibility.  Create your world in the world. You're needed to make it happen. When I wandered the streets, looking for a people with the goal to make sure that the vision don't go to waste . I saw a craving, a longing but it didn't work because they have refused to believe in themselves and keep at their goal. Bui...

Happiest in the world I was tagged But a century that seems A ring from ancient history it bellows Long my new face is, sorrow my companion I've turned bruised, battered and bitter Grounded and wretched Pauparised and perplexed Hurt and hurting The once glad is now morose The gaiety gloomy is turned Who stole my Joy Who switched off the tunes for my dance Mourning is the new normal Happiest in the world?? Emersed in want and lack Bothered by deprivation and degradation Fasting all night and day due to fast fading food Clothes in nakedness my ribs exposed At the mercy of hunger strike pangs How happy can I be with my back glued to my stomach Can the hungry leap on ecstacy? Can merriment, misery marry? Can malnourishment be joined with enjoyment Hunger surely Joy kill is. Lost my Joy? As bad as it was, it was the least of it The state destroyed my shop Crazy no doubt The council demolished my stall Filling me with gall No job, no shop, no stall No food, no ele...

Weeping may endure Don't give up on yourself because God isn't doing so Giving up is criminality of the highest order and every criminal  Act has a term to serve  Replacement is easy even if his gifts are without repentance Indeed the night has been so long to the point that  The mattress is no more comfortable, your pillow tired of soaking up your tears Your Mountain so high that you can't climb but you forget The race is not for the strong not the swift. Why do you keep struggling with it, you've done your best but it's not enough you seem to have forgotten that  The battle is the Lord's  Night rest long forgotten by anxiety that would do nothing; you didn't commit to memory He giveth his beloved sleep If you're not his beloved, I'm wondering what you are Rise up from the dust  You've been down trodden, I Know but Cease self pitying rise up because Times are changing and you need to invest in the right season Quit thinking about dea...

Refracting... Diffracting... Reflecting... Deflecting... I saw on the earth and I pondered upon the thirst that has consumed the hearts of men. A thirst for greatness; a thirst to rule. Yet the environment has dealt with the minds of them all that all they are left with  Is what to beg with... There's a leader in you Any man ready to just be a follower for the rest of his life needs a renewal of his mind. The King in him must have been so broken and battered by the issues of life But... Why are there plenty leaders with  little orno leadership As I jourmyed further I discovered that leadership is predetermined not preference It's not a civil service job where you can retire Yet there is room for everyone at the top Leaders are born when gits are discovered and places are found by fulfilment of purpose The gold under the clay unveiled There is a place of authority for everyone having little or nothing to do with titles He who will lead others I learnt as I walked...