In the mind of man
is the divinity's dwelling place.
The sanctuary where our
life is molded and patterned,
our thoughts formed either
for good or destruction.
Our lives roadmap lights
our partway into the divine will
and purpose for constructive living.
With the divine helpful hands,
we willed our lives with might,
Not of our strength,
but the inner leading of the almighty.
For those who listen to
the unexplainable inner call
within their consciousness,
the divine healing elixir
of life is unleashed,
their lives becomes
a noble one full of grace,
for their obedience links
them to the miraculous.
They feel the pains of life,
and of death,
the pain of love,
and of hate,
the pain of knowing too much,
and lack of knowledge,
pain of being sensitive,
and insensitive,
pain of having,
and of lack,
more than their peers,
for that is the cross they bear
of being who they are
in the scheme of things prepared
for only those who walk in the
part of the divine Iliad.
No complaints are needed
for their end are assured.
Answer that call now.
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The morons have no heart,
they are heartless.
In the left side of their brain,
nothing is right,
in the right side of their brain,
nothing is left.
That's why they use their
stony heart to break heads
as Palm kernel nuts.
Oozing out of their mouths
are crafty cunning words.
A perverted truth.
With humiliation as their brush,
they painted and
disgraced our youths publicly,
the very backbone of their
ascendency to glory and power,
the very ones who sleeplessly
and tirelessly sweated day and night,
to make sure of their tomorrow,
the only heirs to our future.
You dashed their hope in the mud.
You paid them with your spit on their faces.
How can we not see it.
With illusion of magic
they confuse the minds
of gullible people.
Their lies stinks.
I weep for those who believe them.
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I recognize you
I acknowledge your presence
You are the King of
the castle of my heart.
You made me see the invisible,
believe the impossible.
I hinged my life,
my prosperity on your presence.
Because you dwell in my castle,
my struggles are over.
The whole earth wonders of you.
The beauty of your existence
is seen all over the cosmos.
Your glory and beauty is marvelous,
your might is captivating,
you radiate in all your creations,
seen in all their actions.
Fearful but approachable,
so high but near.
My heart pants when you touch me.
On my knees is the place to reach you.
My heart is so grateful for
the love of your indwelling presence.
I am still perplexed and amazed at the
impact of your touch on my own spirit.
My heart rejoice
and my mouth says thank you.
I will always carry your presence
to affect my world.
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From birth to a toddler
As a toddler to teenager
From teenage to adolescent
And as I grew up
I knew I'm weird
I knew am unique
I knew am an enigma
I knew am different
I also knew am an Odd fellow
Yeah I see things
not seen with optical eyes
Hear things beyond this realm
I am prophetic for
I say the unspeakable,
things not normal for the average
They say so many things
about me as am growing up:
You are so annoyingly quite
You are so sensitive
You are always by yourself.
You are a loner
Your eating habits are so different,
You eat herbs.
You are a teetotaler,
and a recluse,
an introvert
With the ability to heal the sick.
An object of mingled awe and revulsion,
Simultaneously revered and abhorred,
Mysterious and elusive,
highly talented and unassuming,
an erratic genius but modest
with enormous strength but reserved.
I am an alien,
living amongst strangers.
There's an Alien within.
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You want to keep me
by your side to be
used like a ***** rag.
Is that all I'm worth,
I am more.
You couldn't love me,
yet you desire me,
but your heart belongs
to another one.
Any time I leave,
you cry as if you
lost your heart,
just to lure me back,
but you never tried
to change your
manipulative ways.
Your tears meant nothing
to me now,
No,not anymore.
My heart is dead to your tears.
You are nothing to me now.
Can't go back to the place
where my heart ran from.
No one is allowed to clean
their ***** feet on my back.
I moved on now with my dignity,
for that's all I have,
my dignity.
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There up in the galaxy
are symbols wrought.
Symbols are the secrets
of life encoded in nature
which man inhabits
and must decode to survive.
In deciphering symbols of life,
man needs wisdom.
Hidden within the
framework of our universe
are sacred symbols telling us
about the infinite powers of creation.
Deep beneath the ocean,
even down the darkest
depths of the earth,
symbols speak.
Within the forest,
Signature symbols of
the plants are made manifest.
Every single thing about
our lives are coded symbols
with profound hidden message.
Below the earth are hidden symbols
of the precious gem stones subtlely emanating their secrets to help mankind.
Within the tumultuous ebbs of the tides the surf searches the sand for symbols.
Our lives are symbols of the almighty scattered all over the cosmos.
Symbols are everywhere if we can but only look for it.
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I poured my heart out
Everything within resonates
Right now I'm bliss
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Today I just laughed at
myself for not noticing
the calamity about to
happen that day.
How could I not see
the poison hidden within
those fragrance of the flowers.
It is so funny how the thing
you wanted could destroy you.
The only thing I could do at this
point of discovery and awakening
is just to laugh.
But so grateful I stopped
myself on time and avoided the
sting from the thorns
of those deadly flowers.
How could I not see it.
I smell the flowers.
but deaf and dumb to its poison.
I will never forget this day,
it will burn into my bones.
Today is awesome,
filled with bliss and gratitude towards life.
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The gift life
The gift of living
The gift of pain
The gift of prophecy
The gift of work
The gift of financial increase
The gift of challenges
The gift of learning
The gift of family
The gift of friendship
The gift of laughter
The gift of this moment
The gift of dreams
The gift of gratitude
The gift of giving
The gift of righteousness
The gift of love
All of these gifts working in synergy
to bring us where we need to be.
It is grace at work.
Grace speaks, for grace abounds.
Be grateful.
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I experienced the pain you
caused the last time you
forced yourself into my life,
I'm still recovering
from that nightmare,
I see the scars
of the old wounds
and I still feel the pain
you left in my heart
and now you want to take
away that balm of Gilead
meant for my healing,
this time I won't let you.
I vehemently oppose you.
May the Lord rebuke you.
I come against you
by the Word of God.
I called the heavens to
bare witness against you.
I am the righteousness
of God in Christ Jesus.
You have no power over me.
I am more than a conqueror.
Born of the seed of
the Royal Priesthood
and of the linage of
the triumphant one.
Given to live a glorious life.
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Within the calmness
of my quiet moments
I can sense the solitude
calling out to me with urgency,
quietly taking over my being.
It seems as if the depth
of the oblivion force reaches
out with a pull so powerfully
impressed into my being
with deafening calmness,
so beautifully filled with bliss.
This calmness of the Spirit
magnificently engulfed my being
and so majestically
my heart resonates with
joyful tenderness to its call.
Its unction pressed so subtly
upon my consciousness
with its signature of profound Peace.
I am the preferred elect-priest,
worthy and accepted
The beloved hierophant
triumphant one.
Holding out the
sceptre of righteousness.
Walking in faith, love and victory,
for the help of the almighty
guide and guards me.
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No one understands
how much all
of these feelings
ravaging my life
make me feel.
I can't explain it
or how much pain,
loneliness and confusion
it caused made
me feel at times.
It made me mute.
I can't tell it,
even if I could.
It seems to paralyze me,
made me weary.
My mouth cannot tell it,
for my heart hurts.
It can't be explained,
I would if I could.
I can only keep quiet,
hoping it will pass away.
I am amazed and perplexed
at the impact of that force
on my own spirit.
In my imperfections,
truth manifested.
In weakness,
his strength,
again,
made perfect.
Within my silence,
I found wisdom.
In my *******,
i discovered freedom.
It is a lesson learned in life.
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Loneliness is here again,
smiling to my face to mock me.
It's presence is so chilling,
you can almost hear it's breath.
Sending the chills down my spine.
Who can take it away from me?
Connect me to the one who
has the power to
quiet my heart to this
overwhelming emptiness.
The pressure of it's presence
is almost consuming me.
It's foul breath stanching my nostrils
I almost choked.
I can feel it within wrapping
it's arms around me.
But the comfort of the
Holy Spirit can do wonders.
He is the only one
who settles all things.
His presence within heals.
The warmth of his unfolding
embrace is soothing,
he subtly nudged
this yoke away,
like the gate of brass,
breaking it's jaw with
his anointing presence.
This loneliness folded
his mat like the proverbial
Arabs in the lonely desert,
quietly in silence flee
with shame unnoticed
from my presence.
And now my heart is
eternally forever grateful.
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I can't tell you what to think,
for your thoughts are
exclusively yours,
and they are elusive.
They come and go as they please.
With it's complexities,
It comes whenever it likes,
overloading your head
with it's multiple waves to create
and recreate your being.
It's rhythmic interchange
balances everything concerning you.
I cannot tell you how or what to feel,
your feelings are exclusively yours.
Both your thoughts and your feelings
are quite interwoven.
Manifesting as emotionally motivated thoughts,
or thoughtfully motivated emotions,
all working in synergy to bring a
perfect union.
The paths you walk,
the things you do generates them.
Only you can draw
the map of your inner life.
Though the understanding
of it eludes you.
But the path you choose to walk
is eternally exclusively yours.
It leads you to that place of your rebirth.
It may be peaceful.
Your printout may be chaos.
This design is your very own,
created by you.
But in all,
only you have the power to change it,
and make it right.
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Moved the heart into bliss
Profound Peace it brought me
Grateful with joyful tenderness
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I will **** you
with my love
I will not **** you
with my hand
you will not die,
you will still
die by my love,
for i will **** you
with my heart,
no one is ever
going to want you
for my presence
has taken possession
of your being,
you still won't die.
I will **** you
with my love,
but you will
live to testify of it,
For my love
will uphold you,
my love will
satisfy your thirst
that when you are so
warm with my love,
just like a chocolate
you will melt
into my arms,
where you belong,
you still won't die,
for all i ever want is
for you to remember
me as loving you.
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She never really cared
but I was on fire for her.
Today I Stop setting myself
on fire for people who will sit back
and watch me burn.
Cruelty is wrought on her.
Pretending to be religious,
but wolf in sheep skin.
Tells the tale of all
the rich men she knows,
said she's not after material things,
Self-righteousness she carries about.
Known to all the men
of riches and influence.
None she settled down with.
Always giving excuses on
why she can't be with anyone.
She demands to be helped
on her own terms,
without sacrificing anything.
Life has a lot of lessons to teach,
she didn't learn anything
from the experience of living.
Life is about give and take.
What you sow, you reap.
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I stood watching
as she walked away
Dumbfounded by
the reason she gave
She wanted me
but preferred the other
If only she knew
what she missed
As a prince I have pride too
I knew she was just a
messed up kid in the hood
As I stood there watching
I already know I won't
see her ever again
But another is waiting
For what you lose on the swing,
you gain on the roundabout
I am a prince
I am my mothers child
My fathers very own
I am precious
I am a mystery to be unraveled
I am the sun
I will shine again.
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I want to get out of here
To where I can be at peace
How do I get there though
I really don't know
But unicorn ride will take me there
Where am l going really
I do not know actually
But I know i want out of this place
Ahaaa!!! See my unicorn ride coming with the elf's.
Am carried away majestically as if am dreaming
Paradise is no longer lost,
I found it within.
Come let's take a ride to Eldorado.
Another place, another time.
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Don't raise me up
to make me what I'm not,
I can not stand it.
Bring me down to my level
so they won't see my nakedness.
I am on a different League,
called for this lonely path
you will never understand it
A path trodden only by the very few
I choose to follow.
Only the chosen follow it.
The wise follow it,
though it be lonely.
The weak and weary
cannot walk that path.
It is meant for only the courageous.
The ancient sages walked it
Our ancestors walked it.
There is a divine price tag
for anyone who wants
to follow the path.
Don't ask me to follow
your dreams for me,
it is only a dream.
Or follow your direction
to the unknown path,
you seldom knows the way.
I choose a different pathway,
For I hear a different
drummer from within,
Calling out to me.
I go the way of the ancients,
i will honor the call
and follow the inner path
for the strong pull of the
almighty draws me forth.
Yes,this path leads to the mountain top.
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This world is not what it seems
It blessed some
And cursed some
Some inherited curse
and blessings,
Some extremely happy
Some are not
Some wealthy
While some are so poor.
Most are poor not by choice,
They were nudged out
by circumstances.
Some have abundance
but can't take advantage
or benefit from it.
Some have riches endowed
within their families
But it's of no use to them
For it left their abode to another.
And men wonder how this is possible
And think in their unenlightened heart
how all this can be,
without understanding
the inner principle of things.
One can deduced from
their understanding,
how dark their minds are.
But to him who has mercy
from the almighty,
such a one is graced with
the ability to obtain wealth and riches
for he is favoured,
All nature bow to him,
He does not struggle like his peers,
But then,long life eludes him,
for he cannot eat that
which he had gathered.
Unlike those in the down world,
though so poor but longevity
is bestowed upon them.
Haaa,what do you think of those so sick,
crippled, blind, bedridden and disfigured
But grace is giving them to excel,
their mind is brazenly active.
I knew such a one who is a good giver
but in so much pain all the time.
Don't underestimate the power of the almighty.
He is gracious and full of mercy.
A respecter of no one.
He is the one who distributes
according to the way He deemed fit.
He is the great I am,
The One who knows,
Because He molded you.
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So far away are you.
How can i ever get to you
when my heart is weary
from searching in the
darkest corner for you.
Even the brightness of
the firmament could not
reveal your hiding place.
Open your heart
so i can know it.
I want to know it.
Though it is deep,
unfathomable,
unfamiliar,
and unspeakably confusing.
I will die trying to
know and understand it.
Know that however hardened
your heart seems to be,
the fire of love from
my heart will melt it.
Look deeply into my eyes,
you'll see the reflection of
my yearning soul calling out to you.
Hold my hand let's walk together
for destiny is calling.
I'm the only one who
knows your heart.
You knew that i know.
What is keeping you.
What is holding you back.
This fear will overwhelm you.
This thoughts of the unknown
will destroy your faith.
Allow me now to give to you
that strength lovers use against
any forces that threatens their happiness.
Let's not mind if we reach the shore or not.
Come beloved, destiny calls.
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Today i feel like an outcast,
that's how you made me feel.
I bare my heart out to you,
but you treated me without respect,
wounding my very fragile soul.
I can't raise my head to look at you.
For the shame i feel
engulfed and consume me.
You rejected my love
because of my past.
Broken into pieces
i bend to pick up what's left.
Am i a damaged good
that has no value?
Am i not worthy to be by your side?
I am now haunted by my past.
We are both guilty
of same accusations.
The difference is that i beared fruit
and you didn't.
You were aloof and a wanderer.
Though not all wanderers are lost.
You built a self-made
prison wall around yourself.
As if you are untouchable.
You fear what you want,
at same time want what you fear.
Who now shall deliver us from this pain.
We need each other to survive.
Come forward and surrender.
I want to conquer you.
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Look now into the faces of your own people, see reflected there are the same feeling, fear and anxiety of that experience by other  people.
These other people are just the extension of you.
You are not the only one affected by this hardship.
You are not the only one in pain.
You are not the only one who wakes up without knowing where the next food will come from.
This unnecessary harrowing experience unleashed on our people by the very few is becoming unbearable.
The pain inflicted is equal to one walking in the desert under the scourge of the hot sun not knowing his bearing and how to get to his destination.
You can never ever begin to imagine or describe the horror the mind would paint under such condition.
All they ever want like the bird near the river is to wet their peak
and to have crumbs of the bread that falls at their masters table.
A clothe to cover their nakedness.
A hut to protect them from the wild beasts.
As simple as their lives are,
they never needed much from the elites but just to get by.
Give them the simple things of life I beg of you.
Men have given up hope and died,
leaving the young children uncared for,women made widows by untimely death of their men.
I urge you to do something and remedy their situation now, I mean now.
They will rebel and revolt against you,
Or you won't see anyone to govern.
Oh I know,you will **** them
out of your pride as usual,
that is always your way.
But never,mind some will survive,they always do.
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Since I have become an
unnecessary annoyance to you,
Why are you still hanging
around me.
Why are you so desperate
to attach yourself to me?
Why not simply allow me to go?
Everything you said about me is true,
Yes you are correct,
Yes you are right.
I am a nonconformist.
Let me go my own way.
We are not seeing eye to eye.
We are not meant to be together.
You will wake up tomorrow and thank me for leaving.
A leopard can never change its skin
The ocean can never flow backwards.
The sun must always rise from the east.
When a man can no longer breath,
he dies.
This arrangement of forceful cohabitation can no longer work.
This integration is choking me.
This amalgamation is suffocating.
You know it's not working .
I am the lion from the Ibo tribe.
I am the king of the African forest.
I am the whirlwind,
I am the storm,
I am the rain,
I fall where ever I chose.
Grace is upon me.
The breath of the Almighty propels me.
My intent to survive is genuine.
I have already proven it to you.
Don't force yourself on me.
Don't  intimidate me,
I am not such a one.
I will fearlessly
and vehemently oppose you.
You forced me into a corner
as if I am a social *****.
I cannot function like that.
I am a free spirit.
I must soar.
Let me be.
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Since I have become an
unnecessary annoyance to you,
Why are you still hanging
around me.
Why are you so desperate
to attach yourself to me?
Why not simply allow me to go?
Everything you said about me is true,
Yes you are correct,
Yes you are right.
I am a nonconformist.
Let me go my own way.
We are not seeing eye to eye.
We are not meant to be together.
Believe me you will wake up tomorrow
and thank me for leaving.
A leopard can never change its skin.
The ocean can never flow backwards.
The sun must always rise from the east.
When a man can no longer breath,
he expires and die.
This arrangement of forceful
cohabitation is no longer working.  
This integration is choking me.
This amalgamation is suffocating.
You know it's not working .
It didn't work out then
and it's not working out now,
Or will it ever work out.
I am the lion from the Ibo tribe.
I am the king of the African forest.
I am the whirlwind,
I am the storm,
I am the rain,
I fall where ever I chose.
Grace is upon me.
The breath of the Almighty propels me.
My intent to survive is genuine.
I have already prove it to you.
Don't force yourself on me.
Don't  intimidate me,
I am not such a one.
I will fearlessly
and vehemently oppose you.
You forced me into a corner
as if I am a social *****.
I cannot function like that.
I am a free spirit.
I must soar.
Let me be.
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The python crawling
and winding through the land,
decimating,annihilating
and choking lives
out of our youths,
there's fear in the land,
stench smell of blood
from the calamity spreads
through the land.
We must stand firm,
hold the line,resist them
and vehemently oppose them.
This monstrous tragedy
is dreadfully depressing.
weeping of our mothers
whose sons are taken
heard from afar.
There's no war but
there's war in the land.
Who is next to be taken.
This python dangerously
dancing it's way
among the people.
The young men bruised
and wounded by its venom.
Dance of this python scares
the little ones in the hinterland.
They attempt to break,
demonise, belittle,
vilify and wipe us out
through intimidation,
disinformation, mass ******  
and ethnic cleansing.
Can the elders magically
unleash the anaconda
to swallow up their python
just like Moses did to
his adversaries.
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With insanely absolute certainty
I am definitely convinced,
that notion died instantly yesterday.
Unwittingly the dream committed suicide.
Our next generation will suffer for the
bad mistakes of our greedy elders.
They cannot save us now.
The pain of fixing it is worst than
the original pain experienced.
They have no clue of the
magnanimity of what they have done.
We can't escape from the
consequences of our deeds.
Doom awaits in the corner.
Go back to where you have fallen.
Mend your fences.
Hurry for thunderstorms.
Save yourselves from their
tortuous acts awaiting you.
Unity among you is vitally necessary.
Our ancestors who sleeps
long ago awakes in their vaults.
The doors of the spirits is now opened.
The blood of our own kindreds
and children killed cries
out from their graves.
Who is he that will boldly
answer the dance call of the flute played.
Let such a one fearlessly come out
of the veil and lead our people.
Our help only comes from our unity.
One voice is our strength.
God will be our helper.
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Don't tell me it's our uniqueness
that makes us beautiful,
There's no beauty in hatred.
Please don't tell me that our
different diversities make
us colourful and great,
Our diversity has brought us shame.
Don't tell me to be patient
because I can't stand this
unnecessary killing of my people.
Don't ever tell me that
it's going to be okay,
because it will never be.
Their sinister presence makes
me very uncomfortable.
Don't tell me to submit
to this forceful arrangement,
It is ungodly,
it is unnatural.
Nature from beginning
never made it so.
Who has ever killed his
children asking to go out
to the field to play,
Or asking  for bread to
eat when hungry,
Or forced a loved one to stay
in an abusive relationship.
I am sick and tired of being
sick and tired to see our youths
mowed down in our presence
while our elders watch.
My soul feels smouldered
by the pressures from
all these atrocities.
And now a godly abortion
has become necessary.
And don't tell me it can't be done,
Everything is possible.
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Be very afraid.
Its just beginning.
East,west,north or south,
Different paths,
Not the same destination,
and not the same in anything.
We don't see eye to eye,
We don't agree in anything.
Your aggressive nature ruins
my life.
The lives of my
children matters.
The lives of children yet
unborn very vital.
My brothers lives,
My sisters lives,
Mothers and fathers,
Young and old,
We are destined to be here
as a people.
We settled here long before
you forced me to join you.
This merger is not
beneficial to my survival.
Now I have become an
unnecessary annoyance to you.
I only ask that you let me be.
I ask that you give
me space to develop,
I only ask that you give
me room to breathe.
I want to be left alone in
my geographical home.
Understand me I beg of you.
I need not to be annihilated,
Or brutalised by your
warmongering heroes.
Your aggression towards
my people is uncalled for
and unnecessary.
I demand a peaceful solution
to resolve this assault on my land.
There is no victory amidst ruins and ashes.
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The world is about to witness
a profound phenomenon,
Such that will baffle
even the wise ones.
Don't look very far,
It is already here,
Closer to you than your breathe.
It's already in your home,
In your head it's already there,
It has found a resting
place in your heart.
Your life is full of its
complicated complexities
You act it out everyday.
Your life is messed up
because you allowed
it to influence your judgement.
You don't know what
you did not know.
This phenomenon will
shake the root of your faith
and all that you believe in,
thwart all that you know,
all you have ever done or achieve.
The secret vault is
opened by the ancient
creatures trying to find a place
and a new home to dwell in.
Out of it comes the
influx of the unknown nature.
Advanced are their arts
that all you  knew is like a child play.
Be prepared oh man for
you will not be able to cope
with what will befall you.
A new age has come,
Dawn of new age is here.
The old will be wiped away,
and done with.
The new is subtly manifested.
The people will faint
whose heart is full of sin.
For the brightness of
their glorious presence will
burn out a part of the masses.
Some will be taken.
Be comforted for
you shall overcome.
Be strong and fearless.
Be bold and courageous.
Prepare yourself to
be counted among
the victorious few chosen.
Don't fret, be unshakable.
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ANGEL BY THE RIVER BANK.
I saw the ancient winged one
Descending from the clouds
With his horn-like trumpet in his hand.
His sword sheathed in the
girdle around his waist.
He stood there within
the clouds as if by the river bank
looking down and watching.
As he stood majestically
in silence with solemn
calmness watching the world go by,
observing our acts,
and our follies.
Oh how I wish mankind
would change before
the trumpet sounds.
Opportunity is given
to remedy our lives
before he strikes out in anger
to our destructive ways.
Peradventure our
inward change genuinely
comes from within,
Our mind renewed,
Our relationship with
all creation improved,
Our downward living upgraded,
Our evil ways changed.
Maybe he will have pity
and show mercy.
Maybe he will forgive.
Maybe the ancient one
will turn away so that
our land will be blessed
and the people save from
the calamity about to befall them.
If our people only knew
what will soon happen.
Oh ancient one forgive our ignorance,
Forgive our unknowing i beg of you.
Plead on our behalf,
have mercy ancient one.
Don't judge my people out of anger.
Bring us out of this dilemma.
With your loving-kindness save us.
Help us out of this predicament lest
we be destroyed.
Have mercy on your children.
Even our Elders have fallen away,
and your children
scattered in disarray.
Don't forsake us.
Show us a new way.
Guide us to the path of
righteousness that we may live.
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How can i ever
comfort you,
make you feel loved
again at this moment
of such great loss.
I want to touch and heal
your brokenness,
To take away your tears,
your pain,
your sadness,
I want to help you heal.
I know you want to be left alone,
Just let me be here
by your side in silence
To share with you this
broken-barenness of
such great sorrow.
I understand your predicament,
your confusion,
your hopelessness,
But I know i can never enter,
understand or know how
that makes you feel.
All i ask is for you to let
me touch you with this
balm of Gilead to soothe your pain,
your heartache
and to help you heal.
For surely everything heals in time.
My presence is all you need
even at this moment when
your heart refuse to be comforted.
Know for sure that
it is well with you my beloved.
Cheer up!!!
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It is in this place of
solitude that I found peace.
Within this space in time
I heard the whispering
of self from within .
My conscious mind impacted
with unspeakable sacred
words unheard of before.
The ancient of days speaking
with authority from his throne.
My mind is stilled by
the mutterings of this
sacred secrets of the ancients.
It is Soothing,
comforting,
invigorating,
healing,
strengthening,
and gloriously powerful,
an unspeakable elixir.
I am the called,
I am the chosen vessel
with which He speaks.
I act only at His command,
I speak only when He ask,
I do only that which
He desires of me.
I am a priest king,
An Elect of the most high,
the Almighty,
the supreme God who reigns forever.
I am fulfilled in Him.
Blessed be he forever and ever.
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The world awaits such a one
who brings forth a new wine.
His hands will be soaked in oil.
He will be rewarded
in full measure.
His peak wet like the birds
of the air close to the beach.

The world will open up to
such a one who dares
to explore new territory,
who venture into new horizons.
The universe will welcome you,
for you have contributed
and sowed your seed of faith.

Now you wait for the
harvest time to reap
the benefits of your work.
Your life will be totally
transformed into a
beautiful star that glitters
up in the sky beaconing
the passersby to come over
and partake in your cottage.

The source of bounty opens up
to you because you are now
worthy to be counted
among the victorious.
Exalted and separated
among your peer
you have become greater,
for you have passed the
threshold of suffering into bliss.

The world welcomes you.
Well-done.!!!
Your courage and obedience
have linked you to your miracle.
Your steadfastness has yield to you
fruits of goodness.
Blessed are you now
among the chosen.
Well-done!!!
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All the idiosyncrasies around
your life may surprise you,
they bound you
with such a vigour
that you wonder how
they come to be.
Unwittingly not knowing
that you created them.
The rest of your life
is been shaped right now.
The choices you made,
with the dreams you chase,
with the consequences
of the life you choose to live are
definitely decided
at this moment
by whatever you
are doing right now.
The words you uttered,
The actions you take,
The habits you formed,
The choices you made,
and the person you decide to be,
Is been decided right now
by the choices you choose.
And to a great extent,
the people whom you choose
to associate with,
influence the direction of your life.
Be mindful of the
choices you make,
The words that comes
from your mouth,
That action you want to take,
The friends you keep,
The things you let
and allowed into your life.
They can make or damage you.
Filter and process them
before you act on them.
At the end of it all
your life will turn out better,
amiable and grounded.
Make the right choice,
Do the right thing.
©® Emeka Mokeme.2017,All rights reserved.

Live for today
Now is for you
Each moment is the best
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Yes,
you don't know me.
You just think that you do.
I am the mysterious one,
elusive and highly talented,
unassuming and modest,
a bit of a recluse,
an object of mingled awe
and revulsion,
simultaneously revered
and abhorred,
a misunderstood soul,
yet lovable.
I am the noble one,
with a beautiful Soul,
The one created in Gods image.
You just don't know me.
You think you do.
Your opinion of me
may be right
or my be wrong,
depending on the platform
you stand to view.
I am a healer,
a seer,
I am unique,
I am Special,
I am an enigma,
the Called,
the Justified,
Predestinated,
the odd fellow.
I am the Chosen One.
The one the Holy Spirit
is Pleased to dwell in.
I am a Prophet.
The joint-heir with Christ.
I am many things to different people.
And because I chose to be peaceful
doesn't mean I don't know how to fight.
I may have a gentle touch,
but I am not at all weak.
I am principled.
I respect you,
and I ask that you do too.
All I ever want is for you
to remember me as loving you.
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What is missing is just you.
How can I ever find you,
when you are hiding
behind the scenes,my beloved.
It takes the stepping out
of your cocoon to be discovered.
You are just like the
last little red herring someone
tossed on my path,
and I will be the happiest
one alive to have found you.
I am putting my last bet on you.
That will be my garland
of flowers for you,my beloved.
Around the corner I am waiting
for you with banana splits.
Lets not mind if we
reach the shore or not,
for there's nothing like forever.
I cannot promise you forever.
I only promise this moment in time,
For just this moment is the best.
I did say now is my forever.
Together we can win this,
for we are on the same boat,
animated by the same intentions.
Let's share this glorious moment with Joy.
I saw the stars within.
You are heaven to me .
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I like the sound of rainfall
as it ***** on the window pane.
I heard the noise of the wind
that follows the rain as it speeds
past me calling me out to dance,
whistling and singing to me as
if it wants to sooth and comfort me.
Taking a walk when the rain falls,
calms and nurtures my soul.
The beauty of heaven
sent down to cleanse us,
to bless mankind,
feeds our garden,
waters our crops.
I like the sound of the rain
falling on the roof tops.
And I heard it as it falls softly
on the leaves outside in my garden.
I can hear the grasshopper scampered
in shock to a place of safety to hide,
I saw the rain waters flowing down and
finding its path into the stream beyond.
I heard it cascading on the beach,
it flows toward the waters carrying
debris collected on its way to the ocean.
I listen to the rhythm of my heart beat,
And as my heart raced on its own
in embrace to the rainfall,
feeling free of all that besets me.
It washed off all my worries,
And the pain and hurts from the past,
they all melted away.
My mind is now stilled by the sound
of the rainfall ministering its melodious
healing songs as it falls on the rooftop.
Yes,I can hear the magical drum
of the rainfall beating out its rhythmic music,
Inviting and calling out to me.
And now I am going out into the rainfall
to answer the dance call.
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I came from the unknown
And have entered the world
full of complexities,
known and the unknown,
Seen and the unseen,
hidden and fully manifested,
unfathomable and
incomprehensible mysteries.
I have entered
the deepest path of the earth.
I did enter so that I might be
preserved till the end of time.
Sowed like a seed,
That I may sprout again.
Do not look for me here,
For I will not return as you know me,
But different and changed.
As a light waxing
stronger shall my soul be,
In greater duty of
a higher calling than this.
I shall now rest till
the sanctuary be cleansed,
And I will enter.
For the days of
my appointed time is near,
I will wait till my change.
Until then,
I will say,
God speed,
you all who understand.
©® Emeka Mokeme.2017,All rights reserved

Your tomorrow comes today now,
you created today yesterday,
you create your tomorrow today,
it's interestingly always in circles,
ever coming,
you can be in it now,
And if you can see it in your mind,
it's yours,
because you own the world.
If you make yourself
available and useful,
if you become relevant,
and sow into it,
you'll reap plenty.
Tomorrow does not give
anything to anyone who
doesn't contribute to it,
it will unwittingly
abandons the ones
who are not useful.
The ones who so
sorely complains didn't
know they have been bypassed,
they can't see their tomorrow
because they are no
longer contributors,
they are dropped and thrown out.
They are no longer relevant
until they upgrade themselves.
they so became bitter
without knowing that they
can return to greatness if only they can
work on themselves to
reclaim their groove back.
They can then come
from that position of
strength to win in their tomorrow.
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Now is there anything
we can't do to bring a better day.
The one that makes us smile,
Stronger, and Fulfilled,
Welcome today into your lives,
this is the day,
it is unique,
another day,
another time,
Another chance,
another opportunity,
Another way
to manifest ourselves
for our tomorrow.
A better day is that tomorrow.
The tomorrow that
we have never seen
with our optical eyes,
the mind has already raced to it,
hope for it,
Prepare for it,
see it.
From the trends of events now,
you can see the tomorrow that you seek.
For it must surely come to you.
A new beginning,
dawning wonderful beginning.
Welcome it with joy
and gladness in your heart.
Tomorrow is yours.
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Today is so awesome and sublime,
Because you are in it,
because the sun shines,
Because the flowers bloom,
Because the birds are
singing their new song,
Because the butterflies
visits my garden,
Because the rain falls,
Because beautiful flowers grows
at the sides of the Brooke
which meanders
and finding its way around the
rock under the trees
in the mangrove forests.
Because everyone is smiling,
Because I heard the children laughing,
Because all things are beautiful,
Because of your love
the broken hearted
and the sick ones are healed,
And the ones who are bound are set free,
The needy and hungry are helped.
Because everything is working
out the way they should,
The good and not so good.
For all these my heart is grateful.
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Oh perfect one,
my rock of safety.
King of glory,
ancient of days.
My Lord and my God,
The Joy of Heaven.
May your light,
Be by my face
when I close my eyes.
May your light
and Divine effulgence
fill my being,
And Ever shine forth to
Illuminate my path ahead,
And lead me into
your atmosphere of miracles.
Direct my steps and
enshroud me with peace profound.
With gratitude and adoration,
I say;
You are more than enough for me.
May I be immersed deeply in your
Light,your life and your love,
Even now and always.
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A broken heart is like a broken rib
no one can see it,
it hurts every time you breathe.
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I would like to pass by your life,
as a beautiful flower that
hung in your life's garden,
And leave a fragrance
that will last you forever.
My leaves may wither,
My flowers may drop,
But never mind,
My seeds will sprout again
to soothe your life,
Heal your wounds,
and broken heart,
with my presence and fragrance.
I would that you understand
and nurture me,
Water me,
Dress me as you would
dress a beautiful garden,
For maybe this,
or another season,
you may or may
not perceive my fragrance,
but I will always return to
heal you of your infirmities.
I only ask that you care
a little bit more like I did.
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See how the time flies,
fleeting away before our very eyes,
While we sit down and watch.
The clouds passes by,
The days comes and goes.
The night comes with the hope
of a new dawn.
The twilight appears before
our own eyes with its stars
to comfort our hearts,
The sun shines in the sky,
and sets again to return in the morning.
The moon lights up the night
and then disappears when the lights come.
The birds of the air flies by,
with their new song to cheer us,
The rain falls to water our forests,
and continued not,
It stops.
Ebbs and tides of the ocean comes,
they rise then stops.
Like a ripe fruit on the tree
that drops at it's time,
the new born baby comes with a pomp,
then passes before us as adult
with our tears flowing like the rivers.
Oh what a life!!!
Can we not just love each other,
bear each other's burden.
For this life is nothing but vanities.
We must leave everything we worked
and laboured for behind.
What a waste without love.
Show your love,
Share your Love with someone,
It will better your soul.
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All I ever want is
for you to forever remember
me as loving you.
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This is for you who profoundly
and magically knows my heart,
To you who wants to possess it,
it's for you who cares,
whose love envelopes
it with tenderness,
ironing and straightening
out the wrinkles
made in there by hurts,
and by the complexities of life.
Step in my Beloved,
possess it,
feed my heart with your love,
as if it's a new born baby,
nurture it back to life.
Sing to me a new song,
a song to soothe my soul.
Only you is what my heart needs
In other to heal.
I am ready and willing.
Let's do it together.
Life,this life is fast slipping away.
Let's make this moment our best.
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