MUSPIRATIONS

I While i tread through paths where life and pain groans.. Walking past time, beyond the halls of kings. As i walk through the valley where sin moans Towards the hills and plains where terror sings. Let me abide in the ruins of glory. In the fields where grasses are made of gold. Let righteousness design me the story. On the myrtle shrubs of mysteries untold. For i wish in this life no hunger more. Than the hunger for the streets of heaven On the fertile plains where fountains explore. yonder heights, in eternity's coven.. Let me not in this life of vain befall. The whims of sin, as i await thy call.. II The tides of the sea say to its shores. "We can never be, no, not for too long, Shall i hope in earnest, on faceless mirrors. Till ruin becomes the honeyed song" On life's lane we walk without foresight.. We walk as dead men bound to time Hoping for light in the abundance of light. Trapped in the dungeons of predating crime But look to

The path to fame shows no remorse.. For the wretched sons of the poor.. The heart of shame places it blame.. On its failures and its flaw.. Life's storms seems to kiss the sky... As it rages up and down.. In buoyant play. It spreads its wings to fly.. In the mirth of its glorious dance of destruction... Like lilies on the shores of a white sea.. We become pawns to trials and throes.. Slapping the skin forbidden for the eyes to see.. Drowning in the chords of the sombre songs of woe.. Troubles become projects marked for release.. Mistakes, adventures on the valley of black stones.. Terracing through the streets of deceit.. Nemexix preaches the gospel of pre-dawning woes.. Astute claims of gross wisdom.. Finds no place in the mysteries of the kingdom.. Thus we ride on, like lambs to the kiln.. On life's valleys and hills.. We tend to love, cuddle and care.. For her, in oblivious display.. Rejection morphs out to suit the fear. Formed in our hearts, with no delay.. Sorr

The morning chills, with frozen burns ...On my skin, As hair strands reform.. Erect like soldiers armed with guns.. As the yuletide hits me with scorn.. The Chilly haze of fog now smiles ..On my face, In white powdered plight.. The winds disrespectful, now plies.. Strong torrents, in freezing delight.. The roads now sings the songs of praise.. As buses and sleek cars now race.. To hinterlands, built with thatched roofs.. And villages, with rusted roofs.. In rustling sways, Christmas relays.. Its rays of hope, on frail mankind. The birth of Jesus rings for few.. As many bask in randy screws.. The hymns are sung in sanctuaries.. Of different lands, in continents.. His birth created the estuaries.. Of salvation, and death to sin.. In timeliness, the Christened day.. Blooms rays of hope for the derailed.. The winds plays the chords in yon fray.. With reflections on hymnal trails. The looney tunes of Christmas sounds.. Now speaks volumes in hearty thew.. C

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MY SOUL The white, paled by the scepter.. That wielded the haven of solitude.. A timid heart, strong-willed to face the better.. Battered to its bones by servitude.. Conscious, the road to greatness is seen.. Never succumbing to the whims of peer influence.. Bt with a face pale blue yet keen.. It wishes for the cuddles of humility in affluence.. Swinging low, the winds blow.. And whispers to my soul to flow... With the sea, and all his friends.. But i fought the beast, resisting to blend.. The urge to be unique, be the change.. Affecting the minds of the mild and weak.. The nile river lies now in wait.. So sail, dear soul, conquer the creeks.. And tho the path i seek is throned.. By prickles of the cactus plant.. I seek not more, than thee, reborn.. Anew, in spirit... Forevermore...

The Leviathan (corruption).. Deep in the earth, firmed to its dirth.. It holds sway in the corridors of power.. Beneath the veins of want, it gains health.. Feeding on the corns of the pauper.. And beneath the cotton blue sky.. It holds its own, controls the throne.. Against all odds, the poor becomes the spy.. Bribed; like a dog loyal to its bone.. In the end, all that is, becomes the greed.. That makes them hoard and steal.. And then, they raise, protect their seed.. Forming the vicious circle of thieves.. It shot the moral, to its death.. Integrity, chained to the ground.. The fetters of repute, formed from the earth... Loosened to girth, the corrupt bound.. (to be continued....)

We've come a long way... Through dust and time, yet, you stayed.. In thick and thin, the heart was strong.. And love was more, in right..and wrong... You chewed ur way into my heart.. Like a rat, creating a narrow path.. In these walls within, u broke through.. Breakin the force of hate, and lone too.. Today u were born, carved out of the womb.. Even mum, marvelled, cos in trials, u bloomed.. A strength so rare, u shewed, with care.. For those around, both far and near.. You are my emerald, green and divine.. The light in the dark, through which i see.. Life; A paradise, and the vine.. That nourishes my soul within.. My wishes are many, frolick with them.. They're bounty, treasure and cherish them.. Long life, favour, grace and peace.. Prosperity, in means, and marital bliss.. And march on, march on, conquer the lands.. On which u shall thus tread.. Success, your bone, defeat all thrones.. Of earth, and kings, and all within...

If i could give you a gift.. I would wish that the heavens bestow on you a kiss... The blessings of prosperity replete.. With long life and ever lasting peace.. If i could give you a gift.. It would be boxes enshrouded in knowledge unseen.. Wisdom would be the contents in it.. With love that defeats the fiery darts of sin.. If i could give you a gift.. I would wish that you see the unique nature of twins.. The strong bond that exists between.. And the mandate to exist not, a rift.. If i could give you a gift.. It would be the joy of being fulfilled.. Though life throes may tend to make you drift.. But i wish, dat you'll always be spirit filled.. If i could give you a gift.. It would be a cake made from my heart.. Adorned in the icing of love.. With the candles of friendship that will never burn out..

CONFESSIONAL STATEMENT FOR THE YEAR 2013 This is my year of Dominion! So I have Dominion over the flesh, sin and the devil. I declare that sin shall not have dominion over me; My flesh is made subject to the Spirit of God at work in me I exercise Dominion over resources; Abundance is my portion; Finances will serve me I speak to this day and every day of this year to yield its strength to me I shall not walk in marginal field of God's blessing; I shall walk in the fullness of the blessing of the gospel of Christ I have Dominion over sicknesses and diseases; Every plant that is not of God is uprooted; No disease germ shall prosper in my body I declare that I am made whole by the stripes of Jesus; And the Spirit of God quickens my mortal body. I have Dominion in my area of calling and gifting; I excel in what I do by the wisdom of God I refuse to walk in mediocrity, The grace of God is making me the first and not the last; I am above and not beneath; I a