THIS MUCH

Sometimes in my quiet moment, in meditation,
I look within myself, amidst my many faults and imperfections,
And I wonder how much my heavenly father really loves me,
And I can feel in my spirit that He loves me this much,
And he loves you this much as well,

This much that He gave His only begotten to save you,
This much that when you feel you cannot make it,
He'll step in and help you through life, victoriously,
This much that He died on Calvary's Cross for your eternal redemption,
This much that amidst your many sins, faults, errors, failures and mistakes,
He'll forgive, cleanse and make you whole in Him,
He loves you this much,

This much to take every brokenness in your life and turn it into wholeness,
This much to heal every sickness and every pain which ails you right now,
This much to turn every pain into eternal gain,
This much to turn your mess into a message,
This much to turn your groaning into glories,
This much to turn every test into a testimony,
And every trial into a triumph,
This much to turn every beast in your life into His divine beauty,
Please stop running away from Him,
Just turn every helpless and hopeless situation into His hands,
And watch Him act out His love for you as He has always done.
For through it all, don't listen to the lies of the devil; for God loves you THIS MUCH!

CHRISTMAS IN A NUTSHELL

A destruction of the plan,
By the fall of man,
The intervention of the divine-a long prophesied process,
A gift of one not conceived by natural process,
A gift given by a loving God for reconciliation,
Thus was the night worthy of celebration,
When that long process was conceived in a special birth,
Signaling the end of eternal death,
A night heralded by angelic voices,
A night celebrated by heavenly choruses,
That all would some day return to the plan,
As we are reconciled eternally with the Father in Paradise-a new plan for man,
That is Christmas in a Nutshell!

So there abounds so much joy and gladness,
Not for the abundance of gifts, clothes and other items,
Not for shopping discounts, parties, drinks and other diadems,
But for the blessed hope initiated by this season,
A hope present in the only reason,
A seasonal joy only perpetuated by the presence of the reason,
In the life of mere mortals, the sole reason for the gift of the season,
Hence, Christmas in a Nutshell remains appreciated only by those who have been saved by the gift of Christmas.

ALL GRATITUDE...NO ATTITUDE (THANKSGIVING DAY POEM)

Just want to take the time to say thank you Lord,
For the days you saw me through,
And the nights you helped me through,
Thank you,
For the battles I won,
And the unseen battles you didn't let me see,
Thank you,
Lord, for the Prayers you answered,
And the ones you didn't answer,
Thank you,
For the accidents you delivered me from,
And the incidences you didn't deliver me from,
Thank you,
For that appointment I made,
And the other disappointment you made,
Thank you,
For my father whose salvation I'm still believing you for,
And for my mother who is getting higher in her faith,
Thank you,
For my brother who just got saved,
And my sister who is growing into a beautiful woman,
Thank you,
So tonight Lord, as we gather by the table,
There is so much to thank you for,
Whether good or bad,
Happy or sad,
Through it all,
Lord, for me,
It's all gratitude, and no attitude.
Happy thanksgiving.

I BLAME IT ON ME

When I ate of the forbidden fruit,
I don't blame it on the serpent,
When I lust after the girl down the street,
I don't blame it on the short skirt she had on,
I blame it on me!
When I sniffed sniffed puff,
I don't blame it on my problems,
When I tasted of that bottle of Vodka,
I don't blame it on my joblessness,
I blame it on me!

For I realize that until I stop blaming my sins on someone or something,
Except I start taking responsibilities for my action,
Except I acknowledge my wrongs, turn to the lord, and stop making excuses,
I will never be forgiven and I will never be free,
For "though we are in the world, we are not of the world,"
The battle is not against the world or the people of the world,
The battle is against the flesh and the spirit that rules the ungodliness of the world,
Hence, "we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities and power..."
So stop blaming your sins on people, the media and the society,
Blame it on you, acknowledge you're a sinner, confess, repent and forsake your sins,
And turn to the lord to kill the flesh which always rises within you,
For the will to sin lies within the flesh, hence, "if we through the spirit do mortify the deeds of the flesh, we shall live."

RESTING ON HIS ARMS

In the midst of a turbulent world,
In the face of every struggle,
When my strengths and skills fail me,
When I've tried to run this race on my own power,
I realize I keep failing and falling by the hour,
The more I rely on my wisdom, the more I realize my foolishness,
And my frailties stare me in the face, my weaknesses punch me in the guts,
So I quit trying to make it on my own,
Now I'm constantly looking to His heavenly throne,
Daily resting on His everlasting arms,
'Cause in Him alone lies my true strength,
My anchor and hope is in Christ alone,
He is my mighty rock, my shield and comfort,
He will never leave me alone,
So I'm daily resting, leaning, relying, and just holding unto His everlasting arms.

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PICKING THE RIGHT PARNTER: HOW DO YOU KNOW?

Alright folks, sorry I haven't written in a while. I've actually been pretty busy. Today, I would like to share something that is very personal with you. Choosing a life partner, honestly, is one of the things I'm often scared of. Especially because I like/love people easily and it is really hard for me to let go whenever I like/love a person, no matter how much they hurt me. There seem to be always be a place in my heart for them. I know, it is both a weakness and a strength. So sometimes I think about it: "when that time comes, how do I decide which woman is right for me?" I often pray to God about it and believe that when the time is right he would lead me aright. Well, God knowing my heart, decided to make me hear a sermon about two weeks ago, which has really cleared some doubts and eased some burdens on the subject.  I believe it is one of the most revealing and powerful sermons I've heard on the above topic. So, I did a review of it and posted it on my church's blog, and I thought within myself, "who else would I share this with other than my faithful viewers?" So just go click on the link to read and meditate on it. I pray it blesses you: http://www.jesushousedc.org/blog/post/2011/10/26/PICKING-THE-RIGHT-PARTNER.aspx
Your comments and questions are welcomed. Do have a nice day. And don't forget, "your best days are still ahead". Stay tuned!

BEYOND THE PAIN

Often times we are tied down by some of our past failures,
Sometimes the mistakes of our past prevent us from seeing a bright future,
We bottle up the past perplexing pains of our lives,
We live in the darkness of our sorrowful past, and fail to see the light,
We cry, sob, shed tears, stay depressed and dejected,
Wallow in despair, grope in despondency and feel unaccepted,
In the midst of it all, failing to see beyond the pain,
Failing to understand that within every pain is some gain,
Within every scar is a star waiting to shine very brightly,
And within every mess, a valuable and life-changing message can emerge,
If only we learn to look beyond the pains of our past, no matter how painful they may seem,

It may not look like it right now, but you have to believe me,
When I say there is still some good in your life, despite the many bad which screams at you,
The plan of the devil is to tie you down to your past, and deceive you into thinking nothing good can come from your ugly life,
He tells you you are worth nothing, and you believe it, continuing in your sins, thinking there is no other way to go,
Regardless of what your past has been, I want you to know that you are worth more than some of your past mistakes,
You are worth more than the troubles that you have been through,
There is forgiveness and redemption in Jesus Christ,
All you've got to do is, look beyond your pain, look to the future, come to Christ, just as you are and He'll make you whole.
NOTE: Your future is brighter than you think, so please move and don't be deceived by anyone or anything into thinking you are done. If God has not given up on you, you shouldn't give up on yourself. Peace.

STILL LOVED

Probably sitting there,
Wondering if He still cares,
Thinking about your past mistakes,
And pondering over whether He will take,
You just as you are with your imperfections,
Some have told you to just forget about redemption,
They have said there is no future for you in God,
That your type cannot be forgiven by God,
Not for the many sins you have committed against man and God,
But regardless of what your past mistakes have been,
Regardless of what the devil wants you to believe,
I want you to know that the devil is a liar and the father of all lies,
The master of deception who wants you to remain depressed and dejected,
Who wants you to feel unaccepted and rejected,
But I've come to announce to you,
That all of your sins were nailed to the cross a long time ago, even before you were born,
The blood of Jesus Christ was shed for you,
And in spite of your past mistakes and failures,
Just know that you are STILL LOVED by the one who first loved you and gave up His life for you.
So go back to Him in prayers, confess and forsake your sins and let Him come into your life.
JESUS LOVES YOU MORE THAN YOU CAN EVER IMAGINE. PEACE.

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APPLE'S STEVE JOBS

Hmmm... the world has lost a pioneer indeed. What a legacy a left behind? Just stumbled on Late Mr. Jobs commencement speech at Stanford university back in 2005 or thereabout. Not sure. But as listened to him speak, some of the things he said stood out for me: Living for something you love, doing something you love, listening to your heart and your intuition, Living each day like it's your last and weighing the consequences of your actions and the beauty of death. As I listened to him, he sounded to me like someone who had put his life in order, giving his best to his world, knowing that someday he was going to pass away. It really got me thinking and asking questions like: Am I really living each day like it's my last? Am I giving my best to that which I love to do? Have I even found that which I love to do? Am I caught up in trying to live another man's life or am I comfortable in my own skin? Finally, I hope this one stands out for you: "Stay hungry, stay foolish!"

You can go here to watch the video yourself. Farewell to one of our generation's greatest innovators.

IS THERE STILL HOPE?

She was only fifteen when she had her first child,
She couldn't even tell who the father was,
'Cause there were so many people involved, so many possible fathers,
She had to drop out of school, while her mates continued to college,
But she was once the brightest kid on the block, the first to answer the toughest questions in class,
She had a bright future, she wanted to be Lawyer, an Engineer, a doctor or the first female president,
But somewhere along the way, she was deceived, lied to and lured into a life of promiscuity,
So now she sits up on her bed every night, staring at her son while he sleeps,
And as tears roll down her cheeks, somewhere in the recess of her mind,
She could hear the question which begs so loudly to be answered,
Is there still hope for someone like me?

He was voted most likely to make it in life,
He was the son every mother wanted, the pride of his father,
As long as he was concerned, the top was where he was meant to be,
And he was ready to work hard to make it there,
Everyone thought he had his life all figured out; success can never possibly by pass him,
But somewhere along the line, he was deceived, lied to and lured into life on the fast lane,
Someone told him, "four years in college is a waste of time, when a job is not assured,
So forget school and chase that green, hustle your way through and make that cheddar,
You can even be a rapper, a gangsta rapper, like that brother named, "what you call him?" topping the charts,"
He listened, and today with a murder case, a drug case, and three women waiting for him to come be a father to their kids,
He sits behind the bars of the cold, mean prison rooms, weeping over his life, wondering how he got here,
And somewhere in the corners of his mind, he hears this question, so loud and clear,
Is there still hope for someone like me?

Well, as much as I know, the downfall of a man is not the end of his life,
Failure is not falling down, but refusing to rise up after falling down,
And in the midst of that broken life which you consider throwing to the winds,
I want you to know that there is still hope for you if only you can look up to Jesus, the hope of the hopeless,
First forgive yourself, put the past in its rightful place: behind you, look for some good in the bad of your life,
Trust God for a better and brighter future, try not to make the same mistakes again, go back to the shelves and revive those broken dreams, try living them and watch yourself sail to the top-where you belong.
Peace.

TO BE FREE

She wanted to come home when she pleased,
Go out with whomever she likes,
Get her groove on whenever she wanted,
She wanted to do whatever she wanted, without scruples,
As far as she was concerned that was what it meant to be free,

He wanted to be the ladies man,
The hustler, the party-rider, the "it" guy,
He wanted to smoke that and this and see what it felt like,
He wanted to drink that and this and know what it tasted like,
He wanted to be able to have someone different, every night, to keep him warm,
As long as he was concerned that was what it meant to be free,

Fast-forward, a couple of years later,
She can't get her life together; every man on the block knows the color of her sheets,
She is all over the place, her life is all over the place,
She now needs rehab to get out of that which she called "being free, living my life,"
Now he can no longer control his urges,
He is addicted to the bottle, inseparable from the pipes, acquainted with the grasses,
The therapist has become his very close friend,
But he was just living his life, being free,
So I ask, is this what being free means?
Is this what living my life really entails?
If the freedom of the world will lead me to a life which I struggle to get out off,
I rather be a slave to Jesus Christ, doing His will alone, 'cause therein lies true freedom,

I guess all I'm saying is, let us really examine what we call freedom.

TILL THE WORLD HEARS

Even before I was conceived in my mother's womb,
I was given a mandate,
Before I was delivered into this vain and worthless world,
I was given a purpose, from my birthdate to my deathdate,
So I have a message in my heart,
So intertwined with my spirit it cannot be torn apart,
A message so alive in my soul, it cannot be stifled,
A mandate so lively in my being, it cannot be trifled,
So I say, it's a new age,
And I have a message,
I will shout it from the rooftop,
Sing it from the mountaintop,
Spread like raindrops,
From the north to the south to the ends of the earth,
With my own hands, my own feet and my own mouth,
Until the whole world hears it,

So even if I get knocked down,
Even if I get pushed to the ground,
Even if I'm suffering in the valley,
Like an ever rising lily,
I shall arise and continue with this mandate,
For not even my circumstance,
Stands a chance,
Whether good or bad,
Happy or sad,
Regardless of my situation,
In spite of my disposition,
I'll shout it from the rooftop,
Sing it from the mountaintop,
Spread it like raindrops,
Until the whole world hears it,
For it is a message of hope,
A mandate of restoration,
And a purpose of reconciliation,
That the broken shall become the risen,
The crying shall become the singing,
The dejected shall become the accepted and the celebrated.
This is what I live for: to reveal God to my world in all I do.
And I will do this till the day I die!
So help me God.

MY IDENTITY

That I rock Gucci,
Wear Prada, and show up in Loui Vuitton,
That I rock Ralph Lauren,
Wear Versace, and show up in Steve Madden,
That I roll in Bentleys, cruise in Porsches,
And pull up in Rose Royces and push Lamborghinis,
That I eat specially made foods, dine and wine with A-listers,
The ballers, the pros, the big boys, those that matter from the world's perspective,
Does not mean I'm the clothes I wear, the cars I drive, the food I eat, the wine I drink,
Neither am I defined by the cash in my flash, or by those I roll with,
So who am I and what's my identity? 

My identity cannot be found in vanity,
My sense of who and what I'm worth cannot be seen in artificiality,
But who I am, if I'm anything, what I am, if I'm anything is found in Jesus Christ,
For I am nothing but a wretched, hopeless sinner who was saved by divine mercy and grace,
Scooped out of the dust by He who gave up His life and took my place,
So I live to glorify He who saved me by by His blood, I live to seek His face,
I don't let the standard of this world; the figures, the stats, and the charts,
Define my sense of who I'm worth, my only true worth and identity is found in Christ alone,
For if my satisfaction and identity comes from Gucci, Prada, Lui Vuitton and the designers series,
Then I am lost,
If my joy is based on that which is earthly and material,
Then I have missed my true purpose,
So though I like to look good, I realize that my image and beauty can only come from Jesus Christ.
He is my identity.

BEYOND DESCRIPTION

If I have to search through all the dictionaries of this world for the right words,
If I have to look through every library on our planet for the right lexicon,
To adequately describe you,
To exhaustively explain you,
It would be an exercise in futility,
It would be a wasted effort, in its entirety,
For you are beyond mental perception,
You are beyond human description,
Your beauty is beyond artificiality,
Your nature is beyond perceptibility,
You are God!

How can I ever describe you,
Who spoke the universe into existence,
How can I ever possibly explain you,
Who commanded our cosmos into a perceptible essence, 
Lord, I long for words to totally illustrate,
I long for words to really explicate,
You who ride upon the heavens with your name JAH!
You who live beyond our galaxy with your name ALPHA!
You who are seated on your throne, elevated in glory, with your name OMEGA!
You who are seated on your throne, elevated in majesty, with your name JEHOVAH!
When I think of you, and all you made, your awesomeness, your might and your power,
I'm speechless, dumb-founded, awe-struck, flabber-whelmed and over-ghasted,
For the mind of mere gullible and fallible mortals like us, cannot fully comprehend you,
'Cause you are God!

Lord, what more can I say?
If I say I'm amazed at you,
That will be an understatement,
If I say I'm in awe of you,
It will still not do you justice,
'Cause truth is, lord you are beyond description,
Beyond comprehension,
Far beyond perception,
And greater than human explication,
So I bow in adoration and total submission,
'Cause you alone are God!

SOME DAY, SOME WHERE

As I drove home from work today,
Listening to a song on my way,
The reality of this life saturated my mind,
As I reflected on the life we live,
As I thought about working nine to five,
Daily living, daily hustling, daily striving,
To make ends meet, to make a living,
And then a question came to my heart,
Is it possible for there to be complete rest?
And the answer came right back to me,
Yes, it is possible, but not in this world,
Then the words of this poem were vaguely formed in my heart,
And today, as I write, I pray they shall be clearly formed in your mind,

For someday, somewhere,
In a place beyond the sky,
A place void of all the sufferings,
A place void of all the "toilings",
We shall all be at home with out maker,
Someday, somewhere,
When the stars shall cease to shine,
When the sun shall no longer give its light,
When life as we know it shall be changed forever,
We shall be at home with our savior,
Someday, somewhere,
In a place where there is no night, but only day,
In a city beyond the sky, no yet known to man,
In a country whose builder and maker is Jehovah,
In a universe where the streets are covered in gold,
A place, a city, a country, a universe, and a world called beautiful,
We shall be at rest, at home, in heaven with our father,
So don't be discouraged, for our lord Jesus Christ,
Is coming back for us like He promised,
And yes, in His father's house, our father's house-heaven,
Are many mansions which He has prepared for us,
So hold on, for your home, you true and final home, is beyond the sky.

I LOOK TO THE CROSS

Sometimes in this misleading, deceptive, vain and turbulent world,
I'm caught in between pleasing you and the world,
Sometimes lord, I let my lack of change lead me to a change,
A change in my faith, a change in my attitude to your word,
So I complain, worry and forget the assurance of your word,

In the midst of a fast-paced society,
A world filled with so many practices, in its entirety,
A world where it is easy to get caught up in the mix and chase vanity,
A world where it is easy to think my life is all about me, me, me, only,
Sometimes even the challenges of my life push me to the ground,
Sometimes I fall, in a moment I let go off my faith, and follow the crowd,
But then when I find myself caught in between you and the world,
Where to turn to, my world or your word,
When confusion, frustration, and discouragement sets in,
I look to the cross,
For then I am reminded of why I'm here,
And the price that was paid for me to be standing right here,
Saved, delivered, forgiven, restored and changed,
I'm reminded of the blood that was shed for me,
I'm reminded of the fact that my strength can only come from Christ,
I'm reminded that my home and place of final abode, is beyond the sky-in heaven,
So I look to the cross, and then I take up my own cross and follow hard after my savior.
For if the cross doesn't move me, then I'm better dead than alive,
Lord please help me.

WHERE DO YOU STAND?

In his 2009 album, the Blueprint 3, American rapper Jay Z on the song Forever Young ft Mr. Hudson, was quoted as saying, "Slamming Bentley doors, hopping out of Porsches, popping out on Forbes' list..." Also, in the song Can't Shut Us Down by Cross Movement's Christian rapper, Sho Baraka featuring Lecrae, Lecrae was heard saying, "I'll do this till the day I take my last breath..." In case you are wondering and asking, why this comparison? Well, today as I reflected on a couple of things, prompted by what I had seen online about a very popular pop artist's open declaration of her beliefs, the question that came to my heart was, WHERE DO YOU STAND? Folks, we live in a world with a variety of belief systems, we are constantly bombarded by different notions and people's perspectives and views on life. And truth is, in the midst of all these, it is easy to lose grip on what your beliefs are, and on where you stand and why. This is one of the problems with our generation: most of us no longer have a mind of our own, we are becoming more like clones, accepting and believing whatever we hear on the radio or CD or see on the T.V.

Furthermore, back to my references earlier. Now I know that Jay Z has been criticized by many for so many reasons. Lecrae himself regardless of the fact that he is a Christian artist, has been recently criticized by some for some reasons. But one thing that I see in both artists, at least from their public declarations, is that they are sure of what they believe, whether you agree with them or not. In this world, some are clear on what they believe, what they want, and where they stand. For them it's all about fame, fast money, fast cars, fast life, girls, glamor, flash and cash. For many others it is God, Christ, righteousness, holiness, salvation and making it to heaven while taking others with them. One group lives for themselves but the other group lives for God. But what bothers me is the others who don't even know where they stand. They are neither hot nor cold, they are just in between; accepting, believing and rolling with everything that comes their way. That's what bothers me the most. Because at the end of this life, when we all stand before God, it's not going be a question of what your favorite artist believed, or even what your pastor, mother, father or anyone else you love believed, but what you believed. So I end with this question, WHERE DO YOU STAND?
Remember these quotes, "we shall all give account of our lives" and "the world only follows a man who knows where he is going."
I'd like to hear from you. Share with me some of your very core beliefs in life and why you have these beliefs. 

TRY JESUS

Dejected, depressed, deserted and broken, is your situation,
Unhappy, discouraged, despondent and shaken, is your position,
Or perhaps, rich, famous and affluent, yet miserable is your description,
Or may be high, mighty, connected and well known, yet empty is your condition,
No matter your case, whatever your story, regardless of your pain,
I'd like you to ignore the skeptics and critics,
Look past the senseless and baseless debates,
And please try Jesus,
For He gave up the priceless prize of His life for your redemption,
So just try Jesus, 'cause I'm sure He would not fail you,
Why suffer unnecessarily when someone has already suffered for you?

Done drugs, sex, alcohol, done it all,
Tried rehab, psychology, philosophy, meditation, new age, tried it all,
Yet your life is far from happy,
You turn to certain T.V and radio shows, in a bid to find the right way to go,
Yet you still stumble and fall,
"Well, every way is the right way", you say,
But you know that all the ways you have tried so far haven't really given you joy,
You join the unbelievers and say, "What about other religions?"
And I say, show me one in which blood was shed, resurrection recorded and miracles followed,
Now that's the authenticity of Jesus-He didn't just come to lead a religion, but to give up His life for you,
We all should have died for our sins, but He took our place,
So quit doubting and try this Jesus,
Quit worrying and just try Jesus,
You may not understand everything yet, but start by trying Jesus,
Ignore the skeptics, critics, agnostics and atheists and just give the author of salvation a chance,
Try Jesus and I assure you, not by stories others told me, but by my own experiences, that He would not fail you.
How? You ask, just pray and say: Lord Jesus I believe you died to save me. I accept you today as my lord and personal savior.  Come into my life and make me fully whole. Amen.
If you said that prayer, you are saved by faith. Join a bible believing church and grow in your faith. For further assistance in your new walk and for prayers, you can visit: http://jesushousedc.org/
Peace. Have a nice day, and remember: Life is what you make it, so try and make it right.

FIGHTING FOR LOVE

When it seems like the struggles of everyday life,
Are beginning to get in the way of your love,
When things like who is making the most money;
Who left the toilet seat up, who didn't pick up the kids and the likes,
Start getting in the way of your relationship with the ones you love,
When it seems like the wife and family which once gave you joy,
Has now become the source of your worry and sadness,
When the seed of discord begins to crop up, and the winds of insignificant quarrels,
Begin to threaten the unity of your family,
Fighting for love becomes the only way to go,

Sometimes the love of your life may become the pain in your flesh,
But please remember that she is still bone of your bones and flesh of your flesh,
Sometimes the man who made your heart skip, may start making it bleed,
But always remember that for better for worse, was the pledge you made at the altar,
Nobody said marriage and family life was going to be a bed of roses or walk in the park,
But when infidelity, disrespect, secrecy, dishonesty and all other agents of marital destruction,
Begin to threaten your marriage, fighting for love may the only way to go,
And sometimes you may need to fight for this love by fighting with yourself and your own demons;
You might need to fight that nasty habit which always makes her sad,
You might need to stop the attitude which always makes him feel belittled and disrespected,
Whatever it takes, it is worth it; if peace and harmony is what you desire in your home,
If you truly love that man, if you truly care about that woman,
You might wanna consider fighting for her love, and waging war for his love.
'Cause after all is said and done, love, true love and the ones we love, is all we've got. Peace.

LIFE NUGGETS: FROM THE HEART

Okay, so this is not my usual poetry, but just something I feel I should share with those of you who take the time to stop by. First of all, thanks for the support. So, I was just thinking of my life a while ago. I recall that when I was a child, I didn't care much about life; things like what to wear, what to eat, money for clothes, money for food, the tuition, future career, a life partner and the likes, didn't really mean much to me. Just buy me ice creams and candies, and give me some pocket change, and I'll be fine, even if I didn't know what to do with the change I was given. But when I became a teenager, a lot changed. All of sudden, I started becoming a little conscious about how I looked, then I started thinking about what I wanted to do with my life, but still I didn't worry about a lot. But now at 21, I am becoming more worried about a lot of things: bills to pay, future goals, my career as a writer, what  life holds out there for me, what I have accomplished so far, what I'm doing with my life, whether my dreams will all be actualized and stuff like that. And truly, we all sometimes worry about these things and in the midst of it all, there are times when we just feel like we are being left behind. There are times when we feel like we may not accomplish all we set out to, and sometimes we begin to compare ourselves to others, thinking we are not as accomplished as the guy next door.
In case you feel that way, I'm not going to bore you with a long piece. All I want to say to you is STOP WORRYING, COMPLAINING AND COMPARING YOURSELF TO OTHERS! The reason is because when you do so, depression, discouragement, sadness, anxiety and sometimes a nervous breakdown may set in. May be your life hasn't been what you thought it would have been 10 or 20 years ago, when you were in high school or college. But if you look around you, you will always find some things to be grateful for. So be grateful for the things you have and strive with diligence for the things you don't have. Life only gives to those who are ready and willing to collect from it. Prepare, train and develop yourself. Invest and look to each day with optimism, for success happens when opportunity meets preparation. You are not on anybody's time, we all arrived the world at different times and locations. So if today is that guy's turn, don't let it bother you, yours is down the way if you do the right thing with patience. I hope this helps someone today...

THE BEAUTY I SEEK

It's not the beauty of cosmetic embellishment,
Neither is it the beauty of artificial adornment,
It's not the beauty of superficial glamor,
Nor the beauty of outward glow,
It's not the beauty of curvy figure,
Neither is the beauty of a frame shaped like the figure eight,
It's not the beauty of  boobs and booties, 
Nor the beauty of a spotless face, or mascaraed lashes;
Foundation, lip-sticks and eye-shadows,
It's not the beauty of pretty eyes and straight, spotless legs,
Nor the beauty that stops traffic, literally,
Neither is the beauty that make some brothers grow weak, literally and figuratively,
It's not even the beauty of "Who is that?"
Nor the beauty of "She is so fine!"
For all of these are aging, passing and ephemeral beauty,
That whose artificiality and lack of originality breaks down with the passage of time,
But it's the beauty that is ever glowing, that which is continuously renewed by nature,
It's the beauty that makes the heart merry, makes the soul glad and makes the spirit leap,
It's the beauty which is refreshed by the waters of time, nourished by the winds of the passing years, and preserved by the clock of age,
It's a beauty that shines outwardly from an inward location, a beauty you never get tired of,
It's a beauty that is divine, spiritual and natural, a beauty which can never be cloned,
It's a beauty of character, of integrity, of a gorgeous attitude, an attractive personality and a ravishing nature,
A beauty that doesn't strive for perfection but excellence; a beauty that strengthens, comforts, consoles, encourages and inspires,
Such folks, is THE BEAUTY I SEEK.

SATISFIED YET? TRUE SATISFACTION

This has been the question on my heart,
As I continuously meditate on where my satisfaction lies,
And time and time again, I realize,
That even if I had it all, I still will not be satisfied,
For sometimes I feel as though there lies a void within me, which I try to fill with material things,
Even when I know that vanity upon vanity is all vanity, I still chase that vanity,
Even when I know that this world is not my home, I'm just passing by, I still make myself feel at home,
For after all is said and done, I realize that it's only when I draw close to God, seek His will and not mine,
Live for Him and not myself, please Him and not others; it's then and only then that I become truly satisfied!
Here is a food for thought: Where does your satisfaction lie? Isn't in money, fame, sex, pleasure, materialism?
Take a moment and think about what really satisfies you and if you find out it's not God, you are bound to continually feel empty for the rest of your life, 'cause nothing can take the place of God in your life.
Satisfied yet?

SATISFIED YET?

If I was the greatest entertainer alive,
If I had a billion dollar in my account,
If I was the biggest boss in the industry,
A force to be reckoned with, too big to be ignored,
If I had it all,
Would I be satisfied yet?

If the prettiest girls worshiped the ground I walk on,
Ready to throw their dignity to the winds just to have me give them a kiss,
If my life was like paradise on earth, a heavenly bliss,
If my name was a money maker, and my presence produces the color green in abundance,
If I had a Bentley parked in the garage of my 200 acre mansion, a Porsche on my premise,
If I owned the record label, the clothing line, if my shirt says my name and fast cars were my collection,
If A-listers called my buddy, mayors, governors and the president had me on speed dial-the best connection,
If I could make one million dollar in a week, throw the largest parties, and pop the largest Vodka, 
If I had it all,
Would I be satisfied yet?
TO BE CONTINUED

UNTIL I MET HIM

Used to think I was the biggest boss,
Captain of my ship, so fly, so sharp,
Used to think I rule the world, king of my castle,
Used to think the world revolves around me, the throne to be watched, 
Until I met Him who created the universe at the command of His voice,

Everything was at my beck and call, I was too big to fail, to high to fall,
I was afraid no one, regarded no one, living in a world of my own,
Thought I was a legend, someone larger than life, seated on my throne,
Millions adored me, thousands respected me, and hundreds more looked up to me, 
I was at the forefront, the point one man, the world's greatest,
Then I met the I am that I am, the one who made something out of nothing, the miracle worker,

Used to think I was so connected like a spine to a bone,
When I throw a party, anybody who was somebody must be there,
Everything I did, I did it big, didn't think I was accountable to anyone,
Until that fateful day, when my fallibility and gullibility was revealed to me,
Then I realized that my financial and material security was nothing without eternal security,
I realized that I was nothing but dust living on borrowed breath, the breath of the almighty,
When I met Him who was, and is and is to come,
The one who destroyed a whole nation by the blink of His eyes,
He who sits on His throne, and yet the whole world is before Him-omnipotent, omnipresent, omniscient,
When I met Him, I had no choice than to bow and submit to His supremacy,
And ever since my life has been filled with so much meaning and promise-the promise of a better place beyond this worthless world.

UNSTOPPABLE

Separate the church and the state,
Was the misinterpretation,
Create a secular state,
Was the intention,
Shut the church folks up, eliminate Christianity, 
Was the resolve,
But through it all,
We still remain unstoppable,

Don't mention Jesus Christ, don't talk about the Cross,
"I feel discriminated against when they say Jesus is the savior of the world, 'cause my religion is different,"
What a shame! Some still think it's all about religion,
Well, I'm not sorry to say that Jesus is the savior of the world, the one true and only way,
How can I stifle such grace and love that scooped me out of the dust of sin and vanity,
How can I hold back the move of the Holy Spirit who empowers me daily on this journey,
When something great as salvation happens, we don't whisper it, we scream it,
So pass this message on to the world, begin with the United States,
It doesn't matter what they try to do, or what laws they try to pass,
They still can't shut us down or shut us up,
For this gospel shall always be unstoppable,

The gospel that we preach is far bigger than us,
So we spread it around,
The power we carry is far greater than us,
So we let it out,
It's not about us, but about Him,
"For upon this rock shall I build my church,
And the gates of hell shall not prevail against it,"
So this is not about some puny minded believers who are stupidly radical,
It's about the great I am than I am,
The one who shut up the lions mouth, 
So powerful,
The one who turned a king into a beast,
So incredible,
The one who divided the red sea,
So unbelievable,
The one who created man out of the dust,
So unfathomable,
If the gates of hell cannot prevail against the church,
No institution, no government, no musician, nobody dead or alive, spirit, or whatever, can,
Because the God force is so unstoppable!
Kill us, crucify us, ostracize us, punish us, shut us up,
The gospel will still continue to spread-SO UNSTOPPABLE!

HOME CALL

He was young and ambitious,
Like a man with a vision,
I still recall he was headed for L.A,
Like a man on a mission,
When it all happened,
All I can remember was the grimace on his face,
At the hospital, as he asked me to pray for him,
I wasn't even done praying,
Before he gave up the ghost,
It all felt like a dream, but it wasn't,
Everything happened so fast,
Home Call, my homey was gone!

She was daddy's little girl,
Mommy's little angel,
I still remember her 18th birthday,
We talked about how she would be going to college,
There she said she would be free of every restriction to "live" her life,
But when it happened, I couldn't believe my ears,
I was home with my family, when I got the call,
It was spring break and she was riding with the girls, 
The driver was reported to have been drunk, they were all drunk,
50 miles per hour on a 25 mile road, somewhere around college,
Two years after she left for college, she was only twenty,
But Home Call was the reality, my young niece was gone!

I could go on and on, but it will mean more grief for me,
Each time it crosses my heart, I can't help but think,
"When shall my Home Call be?", "Are my ready to meet my lord?"
I know it shall come one day, but that day is still unknown,
So in the midst of a busy and crazy world, I stop to reflect,
On my life in the past 21 years, how have I lived it,
We all celebrate birth dates but no one ever celebrates death dates,
But we must understand that our mandates begin with our birth dates,
The fulfillment of which defines our death dates,
So before I hear that knock on the door,
Before death comes to take me away,
Before my Home Call comes,
I pray and strive to live to the glory of my lord,
Each and everyday, that I may depart this worthless world in peace!
How prepared are you for your Home Call?
Remember, no man knows when his Home Call shall come,
So live each day like it's your last, and live it with God in mind.

LOVED ANYWAY

Sometimes I reflect on my past,
Where the lord has brought me from,
His plentiful mercies in my life, His everlasting love,
His grace and hands upon my life,
Then I realize that I'm undeserving of His love and mercy,
But I also realize that regardless of my many inadequacies,
I was loved anyway,

And that message of love is what I bring your way today,
Don't know what somebody has told you,
About how you wouldn't amount to anything,
About how you are nothing but a piece of trash,
Don't know what your past is and how many times,
You have sinned against the almighty, 
Don't know why you keep living in self-pity,
Thinking you're not worth anything,
But regardless of your situation, no matter how bad it is,
I've come to announce to you sir, madam, young man, young woman,
That you are loved anyway,

May be the reverse is the case for you,
May be some guy has told you young girl,
That you're beautiful and that he loves you,
He has also bought you some nice things,
To prove his love for you or the lack of it,
And right now you feel like you owe him your body,
As a way of saying, "thank you,"
Well, first of all, love that is built on physical pleasure is no true love,
Stop trying to find your worth in a man who intends to use and abuse you,
Return to the one who loves you anyway, 
The one whose arms are ever open to receive you,
Regardless of how many times you have despised Him,
The one who gave it all up for you on that old rugged cross,
The one who loved you enough to offer you an inheritance in His father's kingdom,
The one who loved you in spite of you,
Jesus is calling you today,
Please don't refuse His precious, true, real and divine love.

REMEMBERED FOR...

There I was at the graveside,
Captivated by the many tombstones,
That spread across the cemetery,
But as I walked past, something caught my attention-the varying epitaphs,
One read: "1920-2009-he was a loving father,"
Another read, "1990-2010-a short but unforgettable life,"
And yet another read, "1980-2011- a man who loved humanity,"
By these, a  lesson was etched within my heart-
We shall all be remembered not for how long we lived,
But for how well we lived,
It struck me that every tombstone had a different epitaph,
These dead people were remembered for different things,
Their legacy, their story, was a reflection of the life they lived,
Then it occurred to me that one day, I too will be lowered six-feet below,
But the question that bothered me was, "What shall you be remembered for?"

And today, I pose the same question to you,
What shall your world remember you for?
Will you be remembered as the husband who never cared?
Or the father who was never there?
Will you be remembered as the faithful wife?
Or the adulterous married mother?
Will you be remembered as the boy who was killed in a gun battle?
Or the young man who served God with his life?
Will you be remembered as the girl who kept herself for God,
Or the young lady who knew the bed room of every man on the block?
What shall you be remembered for?
Always remember that dead men don't write their legacies in the grave,
Legacies are written, epitaphs are inscribed by the lives we live.
What shall be your story?
You have only one life to live, so live it right and don't waste it!
Peace.

TO MAKE IT THERE

When I was a child, all I ever wanted were ice cream,
Candies, nice clothes and shoes; I had no worries, no responsibilities,
I was just being a kid,
Then I became a teenager, and the struggles began-which way to go, decisions to make;
Who to follow-peer pressure, but I still didn't worry about many things:
Tuition, money for clothes, a house and the likes, my parents thought about those,
But fast forward, years later, I'm now 21 and suddenly I feel like time is running out,
I'm suddenly concerned about my career, job, the bills and sometimes the choice of the right spouse,
But in the midst of all these, the struggle of everyday life and the many stress and pressure of living;
The rat race, trying to keep up with the Joneses, I realize that my ultimate goal is to make it to heaven,

For after all is said and done, there's really nothing that can compare to my soul,
All the vanities and emptiness that I crave for, stay awake for and work for,
Will all fade away at my departure from this worthless world,
 I just want to cross over to the other side, to make it there-to heaven,
After all the trials and tribulations, the prayers and fasting, preaching and teaching,
The challenges, the difficulties, the pains, the tears and the sorrows,
After all the singing, the joys, the celebrations, the testimonies, and the thanksgivings,
After my life here is over, I just want to make it there, 
So, I'll run if I have to, I'll jump if I have to, crawl if I have to, until I make it there,
For I don't live for the worthlessness, the craziness and the repulsiveness of this world,
I don't live for fast money, fast cars riding on fast lanes, the bouncing and the popping,
I don't live for the designer clothes, the high mansions, the endorsements, the girls;
I don't live for the fame, the fortune, the flash and the cash,
But I live to die, to die to this world and its lusts and to make it there,
I live to be raptured with the saints, to see the glorious face of my lord,
And to hear Him say, "Well done,"
I live everyday, just to make it there.
So help me God.

ONE DAY

I still remember the stories I was told about Jesus as a kid,
Stories of how He gave up His life for us,
How He loves us so much and is coming back for us,
There were also songs of the ultimate price He paid on that old rugged cross,
Then there were the questions of what I've done for Him,
I couldn't fully grasp the gravity of the cross and my salvation,
I couldn't really understand all of those stories, 
But I believed and accepted them as truth, and now years later, after so many ups and downs,
Trials and difficulties, failures and successes, pains and gains,
I still believe that one day, like those bible stories say,
My lord shall come back for His saints, to take them away,

Some have asked, "Is there really a God?",
Others have questioned, "Does God really care about me?"
And yet many more wonder, "When shall this Jesus come?"
"I mean, we've heard countless stories of Doom's day",
"We've also had specific predictions on the end of the world",
"When indeed shall the end be?"
Well, you can look at Matthew chapter 24 for more,
But while you are at it,
Just know that, there is really a God and He does care about you,

And one day, that long told story of our savior's return,
Shall be played out before the eyes of the world,
One day, the Lord himself shall descend with a loud voice,
The trump of God and the voice of the arch angel,
One day, life as we know it shall be changed forever,
And we all shall be made to face the reality of eternity-heaven or hell,
Indeed, one day all of this present physical mortal earth shall fizzle away,
Like the chaff that is blown away by the wind,
To usher in the New Jerusalem, paradise on earth, 
One day, the saints of God shall reign and rule with Him in glory,
One day, it shall all come to pass, 
And this one day, no man knows except God the father, 
But my question to you is what shall that day bring to you; life or death, heaven or hell?
Are you really ready for this one day, or are you just blazing through life, or perhaps still a Doubting Thomas?
It's up to you, but just know that Jesus is always waiting to receive you,
But you have to hurry before it's too late,
'Cause this one day could be any day, you just never know.

IT'S EASY TO LOVE YOU

Because you are the reason I wake-up each morning,
With a smile on my face,
The comfort I feel in my seasons of hurt,
Because the mere thought of coming home to you each day,
Fills my heart with immense joy,
And my heart skips a beat by the mere sight of you,
It's easy to love you,

Because your beauty excites me,
Your fidelity humbles me,
And you are bone of bones, flesh of my flesh,
The one to whom my soul is tightly knit,
In an unbreakable cord of love,
Because I see myself in your eyes:
You are me and I'm you, 
It's easy to love you,

Because we disagree to agree,
Our fights make us stronger,
And our challenges make our love deeper,
Baby, because I know that you are the only one for me,
My true love, my angel, my saving grace, my friend and faithful companion on this journey of life,
Because nothing can ever come between us,
And loving you is something I live for, 
Living for you is something I love,
And because the words, "I love you," flow from within me,
As a true expression of my soul,
It's just easy to love you.

A VOID WITHIN

Within this mortal being,
Within the soul of the human life,
Deep within the very fibers of our being,
Right from creation, unto conception,
There has been a void with an insatiable desire,

A void and a desire which we try to satiate with vanities and all of life's emptiness,
A void which we try to fill with drugs, sex, and alcohol,
Some try to fill with depression, dejection, and anger,
And yet others try to fill it with entertainment, fashion, money, fame and fortune,
So we crave "freedom," from every enclave that seems to stifle our "fun",
We run from God's word because we feel living for God is boring and restricting,
We go after the world's freedom, after man's freedom,

Freedom to have sex with whomever, whatever and whenever we can afford,
Freedom to attend parties, night clubs, get high on all sorts of "fine spirits",
Freedom to just live life the way we desire,
But what happens in the end is that that which we call freedom turns out to be bondage in disguise,
Because now we are addicted to sex, drugs and alcohol,
We can't just let go off that habit, so our freedom to sin has now placed us in a bondage of sin-what an irony!
And still that void remains, and will continue to remain, 
We may try to front like we don't need God and all is well,
But truth is that void within us is a void created by God which only He can fill,
And unless you come back to God, that void will remain, gradually resulting in a life of unhappiness,
And trust me, no philosophy or teaching or meditation of man can fill that void,
For what you call peace  obtained from a meditation is only temporal quietness: real peace is from within and is long lasting.
So come back to God, for He alone can fill that void within you.
Peace.

Voice of a Poet: LOVE BIRDS: BEYOND DEATH AT BARNES AND NOBLES

Voice of a Poet: LOVE BIRDS: BEYOND DEATH AT BARNES AND NOBLES: Good morning bloggers and fans, just wanted to let you know that the book is now available at barnes and nobles with the preview app. This w...

LOVE BIRDS: BEYOND DEATH AT BARNES AND NOBLES

Good morning bloggers and fans, just wanted to let you know that the book is now available at barnes and nobles with the preview app. This way you can view sample chapters of the book before you buy it. Here is the link:

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Peace

 

ME ALONE

If I was the king of my castle,
The ruler of my domain, 
The master of my house,
If I was the boss, the head of my cartel, the point one man in this jungle,
I wouldn't think of anybody else, I would cruise, ride, live, dine and wine solo,
I would live unto nobody, as though there was no one else; in my own world, population one,
If it was me alone,

May be I wouldn't think about my next door neighbor,
May be I wouldn't bother about what she was crying for,
Last night when I came back from my party, in my honor,
If it was me alone,
May be I wouldn't care for the sick, lend a helping hand to those who need it,
Be a bridge of hope to the helpless, and even pay attention to the hurt of the hurting,
If it was me alone,
I would live in my mansion, sip my fine wine, cruise in my luxury cars, live like the whole world is on my shoulders,
Relax by the pool, stare from the top of my balcony, the whole world before me, 
If it was me alone,

But then I realize that, it's really not about me alone,
There is one who is seated on a heavenly throne,
One to whom I must give account of my life,
I realize that God is constantly watching from an invisible distance,
Hence, I must live to bring His name glory,
I must live to tell His story, spread His love to a world that needs it,
I must let go off my comfort and luxury, so that I can be of service to those who need it,
I must get off my high horse, humble myself and submit to the will of the almighty,
I must care because He cares,
I must give because He gave,
I must humble myself because He humbled himself and gave up His life for me,
I must live not to myself, but to the glory of the one who made me,
'Cause after all is said and done, I realize that it's not just about me alone.

LORD, PLEASE HELP ME!

Sometimes I let my flesh rule me,
I get caught up in the rat race of this world,
The urge to keep up with societal trends,
Often eats me up, often places me in a state of unnecessary anxiety and dejection,
Then I begin to pray amiss, seeking the vanities of this life, asking you for material abundance,
In the midst of my insatiable desire for that which I have erroneously accepted as important,
I forget about the most important gift of all-the gift of your son and salvation,
Then I'm awakened to my sins, to my weaknesses, to my faults, and my cracks,
I fall to my knees, knowing that I have no where else to go,
And all I can say is Lord, please help me!

Father, it's my again, your son, calling upon you this morning,
Sometimes I find myself going against your word,
Lusting after the desires of the flesh,
There seems to be a constant struggle within me, it's like a battle field,
I know that you love me, and I love you too,
I also know that I have accepted you as lord and savior,
But when I fall, I can't help but question my Christianity and my faith,
Why I still lie, cheat and covet; why I still desire the same things that I preach against,
Trying to fit into the world, trying to please man and the society, trying to be accepted of men,
Forgetting that the only acceptance, the only approval I need, is yours;
Forgetting also that at the end of my journey here, no one-not the world, not the society,
But you alone will judge me, 
And with each passing day, I realize more and more that I can't run this race without your grace,
So when I'm at my wits end, when my flesh begins to fail and falter,
I fall on my knees, bow my head in my unworthiness and cry out,
Lord, please help me!

For after all is said and done lord, my ultimate goal and desire is to sit at your right hand, 
To hear you say, "well done my son,"; so lord because there is just so much going on in my world,
In which I am constantly and daily tried, tempted and tested, I'm asking you to please, help me,
Help me to make it to heaven, to finish my race, to wear that crown you promised,
Help me to see your face in glory when you shall appear to take us home,
Lord, please help me to be a better son, a better Christian, and a better me, to be just what you want me to be, 
Help me to love you with all my heart, to chase, yearn, pant and long after you and you alone,
For with each passing day, the vanity, emptiness and worthlessness of this life stares me in the face in its stark reality,
So with each break of dawn, each rising of the sun and each going down of the sun,
I'll go on my knees and say, "Lord, please help me, 'cause I cannot make it alone,"
And after each prayer, I can leave with the assurance of my prayers being answered.
'Cause you have never ignored those who cry out to you from a pure heart. 
Amen

IDOLS IN OUR HEART II

He(she) is the biggest star on the planet,
He(she) has a huge bank account, he rolls in money,
The flash, the cash, the endorsements, the fame. the fortune, he(she) has it all; lives life on a fast lane,
And he(she) looks good too; but problem is, he doesn't care about me, who I am or whether I live or die,
He(she) only cares if I listen to his(her) music, if I'm a fan, he(she) is all about his(her) money, the increase of his(her) fame and fortune,
Yet he(she) is the one I adore, the one I listen to, even when I know he's(she's) on a wrong path and his(her) views are twisted,
So I have exalted him(her) above everything else-
Idols in my heart,


Such is the generation we live in,
Where we have exalted idols in our heart above,
The God who cares for us and gave His only begotten in love,
We chase after the lies, the fallacies, the vanities, the emptiness,
The fashion, the fame, the pop culture, the" in- vogues", and all that is of negligible significance,
We run from the truth, the word; that which tells us to quit evil and unrighteousness,
To love God and hate sin, has suddenly become that which ticks and pricks our ears, making us uncomfortable,
So we call Christians conservatives, uptight folks and the likes, we say things like "I'm not really into God and religion",
Not that we don't know the truth, but we have chosen to ignore it and believe the lie,
Idols in our heart,
May God help us change our ways, may the scales fall off our eyes that we see clearly the deception that we now live and accept as the truth. 

IDOLS IN OUR HEART

They are the stars we adore,
The celebrities we scream for,
The cars we desire,
The flash and cash we crave,
The vanities and the emptiness we chase after,
They are the things we exalt above the one who has created all,
Idols in our heart,

We live in a generation filled with so many teachers,
In a world saturated with so many different ways,
Our society is constantly jostled by varying opinions of what is right or wrong,
So we turn to the T.V set, turn on the radio, pop in the latest album everyone is talking about,
And we listen with rapt attention, with desire, with adoration of the artists, of the actors, of their songs, and of their lifestyles,
So my generation have suddenly become clones, lacking a mind of their own,
If my favorite star says it's right, then I accept it without thinking about it,
Well, how do you expect me to have a mind of my own when I don't even know what I believe or don't believe or what philosophies I live by,
I don't have any standards at all, no values, so I go with everything that comes, I believe and accept everything,
Idols in my heart...
TO BE CONTINUED...

SOMETHING BIGGER THAN JUST ME!

And when the pages of history are opened,
The annals of time unraveled,
And the chronicles of events recounted,
I shall be remembered;
Not for the millions I made,
But for the lives I helped shape,
Not for the cars I drove,
But for the passengers I carried on this journey of life,
Not for the mansions I erected,
But for the destinies I built.
Because I lived not for myself but for others, not for today but for tomorrow, not for the present but for the future. This is what I call my legacy, my purpose, it's why I live: FOR SOMETHING BIGGER THAN JUST ME!

IF WORDS WERE ENOUGH

If words were enough,
I'll call you precious,
If words were enough,
I'll call you ravishing,
Baby, if words were enough to describe,
The feeling I have when we are together,
I'll say enchanted,
If words were enough to fully explain,
What you mean to me,
I'll say you are my jewel,
Indeed if words were enough to adequately express,
The sensation I have when you touch me,
I'll say titillated,
But because mere words are not enough to describe,
The beauty you possess, the care you have shown me,
Because mere dictionary lexicons are inadequate to contain,
The love you have shown me, the personality you possess, 
Because I have searched for the right words to express my true inner feelings to you,
But couldn't find any, all I can say is you are the breath with which I live,
Precious and Special sound close but are really not sufficient for who you truly are,
For you are more that just precious and special to me, it is you that I live for,
Yes, you mean this much to me and though I have said it many times,
Let me say it again, I Love You. I really do.

LIVE PERFORMANCE: LET THE PRAISES RING

Just praising God in one of the ways I know best-the language of poetry. Just click and watch, and don't forget to praise God while you're watching. Comments welcome. More to Come. Stay tuned.

LIVE PERFORMANCE

Watch me do a little performance of the poem, Hope. Feel free to suggest and pick any poems you would want to see me perform. Just click play, sit back, relax and watch. Comments are welcome. More to come. Watch!

THE EARTHQUAKE, THE HURRICANE...MY VIEWPOINT, YOUR PERSPECTIVE

I had just finished ironing when suddenly I felt a violent shaking,
It happened so fast and then in a couple of minutes, or perhaps seconds, stopped.
But in a twinkling of an eye we all gathered outside talking about what had just happened-an earthquake!
Honestly, the incident got me thinking for a while,
And I did pose some questions to myself:
What if the earthquake was more severe?
My friends, family, acquaintances, loved ones,
What would have happened to the people on the train, over the bridges or even in the tunnel?
How about those working in the tunnels, the caves; those on the roof,
Construction workers mounted on scaffolds, hundreds of feet above the ground?
For that couple of minutes, I didn't think about how much I had in my bank account, or our cars parked outside on the street and in the parking lot,
My dreams, visions and goals, didn't it even matter to me anymore; I was only bothered about LIFE!
Which really got me thinking and asking, what really matters most in life?

 And while the news and slight shook of the earthquake was still in the air, there was also the news of Hurricane Irene,
And Today I saw the areas it had already started approaching.
Really, to think that this one is headed in this direction,
To also think that an even greater earthquake is headed in the direction of the East Coast, according to expert reports, leaves me pondering, slightly afraid, but still confident in God's divine protection,
But really, it is times like this that make wonder where our world is headed,
Times like this make me reflect: if the world ends today, what would be my fate?
Not the fate of any other person, but mine,
What if all these are a fulfillment of biblical prophecy, which I believe they are, regardless of what people may say,
I mean think about, an earthquake in the East Coast! That's unprecedented, but it happened,
What if everything the bible says is true, and these happenings are a sign of the times, the end time I mean,
I'm not trying to scare anybody or impose anything on anybody or sound religious, I'm just giving you something to ponder over,
'Cause from my observations, everything the bible prophesied is gradually coming to pass,
So you just reflect on all these things happening today in our world apart from the natural disasters,
And while you are at it, think about your eternal destiny: are you saved and ready for Christ's Second Coming?
That's just MY VIEWPOINT. What do YOU think about all these things? What's YOUR PERSPECTIVE? I would like to know, so stop by and leave a comment.
Peace.

IT DOESN'T BOTHER ME

When I said "I do" before the priest and crowd at our wedding, I meant it,
When I said you are the only one for me, I was serious about it,
And now after years of being together, I still want you to know that,
If I had the power to change anything in you, I wouldn't change anything,
'Cause you are perfect for me just the way you are,

So baby, it doesn't bother me when people say, "she's not even that pretty",
Because as far as I am concerned you are the prettiest woman on earth,
The shape of your body, the glow of your eyes, the curve of your eyebrows,
The sparkle in your smiles, and everything else is just the way I like it,
So please stop trying to change yourself thinking you would one day,
Become outdated for me, for not even time can kill the beauty you possess,
And the love we have is bound to last forever,

So, let people talk all they want, it doesn't bother me,
They said your past is not decent, you are not wife material, but it doesn't bother me,
'Cause I couldn't find any other woman who captured my heart the way you did,
Honey, your meals are sometimes too salty or not salty at all, but it doesn't bother me,
It's the love with which you cook them that matters to me,
You sometimes snore in your sleep, but it still doesn't bother me,
'Cause there seems to be a certain love rhythm in the way you snore,
A rhythm that I alone can hear, and understand,
Seriously baby, I don't care what the world thinks,
As long as we have each other, our love shall surpass the borders of mortality,
So stop trying to change yourself to suit the world's definition of a perfect wife,
For I love you just the way you are; if you were more perfect, you won't be the one for me,
So, just know that with all the imperfections that people point out in you,
It just doesn't bother me, for you are just right for me. I love you.

THE SIMPLICITY OF LIFE

In all of life's complexities,
In the myriad of urban hustle and bustle,
It is sometimes easy to get entangled in the web of our world's pandemonium,
And lose a sense of life's simplicity,
And the beauty of its austerity,
But for someone out there who is often weakened,
And rid of your vitality by the busyness of a complex universe,
Here is a word for you: return to the simplicity of life,

As you go about your daily life,
As you go through life's many activities,
Work, sometimes two or three of it, the long commutes,
School, children, for those who have them,
The wife, the husband, family life, and friends,
Always take out the time and relish in the simplicity of life,
And in the austerity of everyday living,
Take your time and breathe in the fresh morning air,
And feel the warmth of the summer sun,
As you let the breezes sip through the scalp of your head and skin,
Take your time and appreciate the simplicity of life,
And the beauty of its austerity,

Spend time with friends, family and the ones you care about; eat, drink, relax,
Sit back and enjoy the simplicity of life,
Appreciate God for the break of dawn and the beginning of a new day; enjoy today and hope for tomorrow,
Hold tightly the ones you love, give them a kiss, a hug and tell them you love them,
'Cause after all is said and done, life, love and the ones we love, is all we've got.
So, take the time and watch the sun rise, watch the awesome height at which the eagle flies,
Appreciate nature's beauty: the seas, the birds, the flowers, and all of nature's abundance,
Laugh long and hard; take a long bath, let go off the stress of life and just appreciate the simplicity of life,
Because after all, let me say in a nut shell, that worry and stress never solves any problem,
So do the best you can, leave the rest to God and just appreciate the simple things of life.
Peace.

TAKE A CHANCE

Rich, famous, good-looking, handsome and gentlemanly,
Are all you desire in the man of your dreams,
And honestly, I can say I am three of those things,
At least from my point of view; but rich and famous,
Is certainly not among the three,
But three out of five is not good enough for you,
So baby here I am, standing right before you,
And all I'm asking is that though I may not be the man of your dreams,
Your knight in shining armor, or your hero;
Please take a chance on love with me,
And let's see where the winds of affection,
And the unpredictable hands of passion would lead us,

For I've tried to, but yet it seems difficult to take my mind of you,
And even though you are totally out of my league,
Even though I feel you would never settle for someone like me,
There's still a feeling within me, it's more of a mystery- the mystery of love,
Something deep within me which tells me so softly but yet firmly,
That we are meant to be; and though I may not be so sure of this feeling,
All I'm asking is that you please take a chance on love with me,
And let's see where the sails of love,
And the vessels of  likeness would lead us.

For I'm not asking for the whole of your heart,
Neither do I seek the entirety of your love,
But just a glimpse, perhaps just a tip of your love's iceberg,
For I know that if you take a chance on love with me,
Togetherness, forever, a union whose bond transcends eternity,
Could be a possibility for us.
So please just take a chance on love with me, my dear,
And who knows, rich and famous may be added to the three.

WHAT MORE?

What more can I give to the one who loved me regardless of me?
What more can I do for the one who gave it all up that I may live?
In what way can I prove my love for the one who took my place,
And ushered me into the realm of abundant grace and mercy?
Should I give up all my wealth and my fortune?
Should I give up my life in appreciation?
Well, I could, and that's exactly what I did.

In case you are trying to grasp the perspective of the persona in this poem,
Don't stress your head about it,
'Cause I'm just speaking of my savior, my lord and King, JESUS CHRIST;
For all the love He showed me, for giving up His life on the cross of Calvary for my sins,
For showing true, unending and unconditional love unto me, 
For forgiving my many sins, and restoring me to a place of freedom in Him,
For healing me of my sicknesses, and setting me free from every bondage,
For all He has done for me, I can't think of anything else to give in return,
But my life, my soul, my spirit, and my body in worship and reverence of the living God,
Who thought of a sinner and a  wretch like me and prepared even before the foundations of the earth,
The priceless gift of His only begotten: Immanuel, God with us, The word made flesh, JESUS CHRIST, my savior.
And as I write this morning, I pray that you will not be deceived any longer by the vain and pointless philosophies of man or the confusing complexities of religion's legion,
But that you will accept the real truth, life and purpose in a savior who gave up His life that you may have access to eternal life. I pray you find Jesus and make Him your lord and savior. Ask Him into your life today and experience boundless peace and joy. Amen. Peace.

IF I COULD...

If I could sail the seven seas for you,
Travel around the world just to be with you,
If I could die and be born again just to prove my love for you,
Risk my life for you, sacrifice my life just so you can live,
If I could buy you the whole of earth's treasure,
And secure for you the entirety of the world's wealth,
If I could live in discomfort just so your life can be more comfortable,
Walk bare-footed just so you can have the nicest shoes the world can offer,
If I could go hungry to give you a satisfying meal,
Go through countless sleepless nights, to put you to a good night rest,
If I could spend the last dollar I have on you, just to make you happy,
Risk all of my life's savings for the purchase of your priceless love,
If I could give up all the things that matter to me just to be with you,
Just to hear you say, "I love you,"
Just to make you mine,
Baby indeed if I could do all of these for you, I would,
And the truth is I could, I should, and I would,
'Cause you are worth more than all these things to me.
I love you.

WE WIN SOME II

So we keep rising,
In the midst of constant defeat and failures,
We keep rising,
Regardless of how many times we have been beaten,
We keep rising, we keep pressing on, we keep pushing on,
We never stop trying, praying, believing, trusting, expecting,
While we are on our journey to the promised land; our sojourn to the top,
'Cause we know we are bound to win some, we are bound to lose some,
But it's our attitude in the midst of the storms that determines our altitude after the storm,
So we keep rising even when people stop believing in us,
We keep rising even when the odds are stacked up against us,
We keep rising even after we watch all we've worked for crumble to the ground,
For we know that we would win some, and we would lose some,
So we encourage ourselves in defeat, and look with hope and optimism to the possibilities of our glorious future,
For whether we win some, lose some, win all, or lose all,
We know that as long as the courage and dreams within us remain indestructible, we would always come back better and stronger,
This folks, is what keeps me going, and regardless of your situation, please look in to the future with hope,
For the possibilites are endless for those who never stop believing in the possibilities.
And remember, we win some, we lose some, but we never stop trying, we never give up and above all, we never say never.
Peace.

WE WIN SOME

Life is filled with ups and downs;
One minute you are king of the mountain tops,
Next minute you are struggling in the valley pits,
One minute the crowd is calling your name,
The next minute they are spreading your downfall,
I've always had an attitude of a winner,
The determination to keep pressing on,
With the intention of coming out at the top,
But time and time again, I've come to realize that,
Though they say, "life's what you make it,"
Life doesn't always turn out to be what you work so hard to make it,
So we win some, and we lose some,
But we never stop trying, we never give up, we never say never,
Because it's not the excitement and glory of victory that makes winners,
But the courage to rise up again, pick up your baton and get back in the race,
Even in the midst of constant defeat and failures, yeah, that's what makes you a winner,
It's what makes you a fighter; 'cause we win some, we lose some,
But we never stop trying, we never give up and we never say never...

TO BE CONTINUED

THE MYSTERY OF LOVE II

It's that which sparks up an attraction for no explicable reason,
A bond which is not built on superficiality, artificiality or on that which is ephemeral; it's eternal,
It's the reason you are attracted to that man or that woman, but can't really tell why,
Of all the many people on earth, he or she just captures your heart,
Even in the midst of his imperfections,
In the midst of her many flaws, you still love her,
There are truly no ways to tell when he is Mr. Right,
There are really no ways to determine when she is your soul mate,
But when you meet the right one, you just know,
By a certain connection, a certain bond, which may be conscious or unconscious,
A feeling deep-rooted within the soul, something you cannot lay hold on,
But you just feel it from somewhere within your being,
That's the mystery of love,

I could go on and on about this mystery called love,
But in order for us to fully grasp this mystery of love,
We must return to the one who truly modeled what true love should be-JESUS CHRIST.
His love was unconditional, sacrificial, eternal, always ready, willing, accepting, nonjudgmental;
All He says is, "come as you are and I will accept you, then change you and make you of a sterling worth."
I pray you first find true love in Christ and then in the right man or woman meant just for you. 
Have a blessed day.

THE MYSTERY OF LOVE

It's a mystery known only to those who have truly felt it,
A mystery uncovered by them who are united by the heart,
It's a mystery born within the soul,
You don't see it, you can't always tell what it is,
But when you feel it, you know it,
You don't have to think about unraveling it,
'Cause it's not meant to be unraveled, it's meant to be accepted and enjoyed,
In the beauty of its mystery;
A mystery I wish I can adequately explain in words,
A mystery which cannot be uncovered by any scientific or any known human means,
A mystery which is divine, soulful, spiritual, and in no way carnal,
It's the mystery of love...

TO BE CONTINUED...

A FOOL FOR LOVE

You were worth it,
The stress, the sleepless nights,
The extra hours working, just to make you happy,
I didn't mind spending my last dollar on you,
Even when some of my friends called me a fool,
I didn't mind, 'cause for you, I didn't mind being a fool,
Yes, a fool, a fool for love, for the love of my life,

I'll sail the seven seas with you by my side,
I'll risk my life for you, and give up my dreams for your dreams,
Baby life with you is all I need, all I want, and all I'll ever want,
Truly speaking honey, I'll take a grenade for you, and I promise, I won't throw it back,
'Cause I don't mind being a fool, yes a fool for love, for the love of my life,

What more do I need in a woman, when I have you in my life?
What else do I desire in a wife, when I'm married to you?
Baby, I'm prepared to stay hungry, so you can have a good meal,
I'm ready to stay up all night, just to put you to a good night sleep,
You're my life, my breathe, my love, my joy, my bride, my angel, my saving grace,
And I'm prepared to be a fool for you, the love of my life. I love you.

ETERNITY

Someday in a twinkling of an eye,
All of earth's vanity shall pass by,
Someday in a twinkling of an eye,
All of life's vain pursuit shall go by,
As we are ushered into a realm beyond mortality,
As we arrive in a realm of an extraterrestrial nature-the realm of eternity,

For generations past, centuries gone, and decades long, have the prophets declared,
That long told story of our savior's return is now closer than when we first began, we are ushered,
Into the times of the end, the times when iniquity is on the increase, and the abominable,
The sinful, the immoral and the atrocious has suddenly become acceptable,
But someday we shall behold as in a global observation, the return of the King, Jesus
With the sound of the trumpet and the accompaniment of a great heavenly host, to get us, 
Someday this earth shall be rolled away as a scroll for the revelation of a new heaven and a new earth,
Someday you shall be ushered into the realm of eternity, with the loss of your mortal breath,


Someday the bills will no longer be paid, 
The tuition will no longer be paid,
The children will no longer go to school,
Someday the wise shall become the fool,
Someday we will no longer drive through the street,
To get to work, living to make ends meet,
Someday all this hustle, bustle and rat race,
Shall be terminated in the demise of the human race,
For life as we know it shall be changed forever in the realms of eternity,
When we go past this present life into a place unknown to mortality,
So as you live daily in this present life, think about your fate in the after-life,
Heaven or Hell; you can keep arguing and refusing to believe,
Or you can make a change today and eternal life receive,
But just so you know, eternity is forever and ever.

HE ALONE

This is a special dedication,
To someone out there seeking a better perception,
It's a special selection,
For someone out there seeking liberation,
From all the travails, pains, and sorrows of your life,
For someone who has tried everything possible in life,
For someone whose life has been severally broken,
For someone whose faith has been constantly shaken,

You have done all you can to restore sanity,
Order and satisfaction to your entity,
You have turned to sex, drugs, alcohol and all of earth's vanity,
You are right now caught in a life of dejection,
Trying to find joy in a hedonistic lifestyle, but yet still living in depression,
All the things you do on the surface, the life of debauchery,
Is so you can find a solution to your misery,
But your life is very far from happy,
Well, I've got news for you,
I know of a friend who can heal you, restore and liberate you,
His name is Jesus,

Regardless of your many troubles,
In the midst of your struggles,
He alone can give your peace,
He alone can give you joy,
He alone can deliver you,
You could choose to ignore this,
And continue with your life,
Or you could just accept Jesus today, and witness a change,
The choice is yours, but just so you know,
Nothing that you are doing right now can give you joy and satisfaction,
'Cause He alone can. Peace.

STRENGTH OF A WOMAN

Some say she is a weaker vessel,
Some say she is just an empty vessel,
Others think she is emotionally and physically weaker,
They say the man is much better and brighter,
But I don't think so, and I hate to burst some bubbles,
For after much meditation and constant struggles,
Trying to wrap my mind around this creature called Woman,
I've come to understand an undeniable truth, an astonishing revelation,
I call it The Strength of a Woman!

It's a strength etched within the fibers of her being from creation,
She was created to be a helpmeet, a helper of creation,
She possesses a strength of emotion, a power of passion,
She was intellectually equipped to look beyond the surface,
So she sees that which lies beneath surface,
Keen to details, armed with better analytical skills, she sees through the inter phase,
And yes, she is a woman, a wife, a mother, a breadwinner, a teacher, and a caretaker,
Oh how I wonder at the inexhaustible strength of this creature called Woman,

That which the man prides himself in she can do even double,
She is emotionally stronger, sometimes physically better, and even intellectually wiser, now that's a triple,
She wields a power which brings the strongest of men to their knees; it's the power of herself,
She knows how to get just what she wants without physically burning out herself,
She is subtle, sometimes cunning, clever, and attention getting, persuasive with her words,
Sometimes I feel she rules the world,
And no, she is not just an empty vessel or a subject of sex appeal,
But one whose presence in a man's life, creates a better appeal,
Think about a man's world without her-chaos and disorder,
But when she steps in the reverse is the case-order, order, and order,
Now that's the strength of a woman!

A STAR...A HERO

Right from the day you let out your first scream,
As you arrived this world, a fulfillment of your mother's dream,
You were born with a mandate, a divine purpose,
You were conceived with a reason, a certain purpose,
You were born to live for something bigger than yourself,
You were created to live for something much greater than just self,
So, regardless of your past, and many mistakes: reasons for sorrow,
I want you to know that you can still have a better and brighter tomorrow,
'Cause when you arrived this world, A Star was born, A Hero was Conceived,

You don't have to live by people's expectation of you,
Neither do you need to be bothered about people's perception of you,
Please stop trying to please the world and its lusts,
For many have continued therein, remaining constantly lost,
You don't have to degrade yourself to riotous living and vanity,
You are better than that; greatness is etched within your entity,
Please return to God, the author and finisher of your life,
For He is the gateway to your destiny, the key to your life,
Know that your painful past is not as important as your glorious future,
So arise from your failures and mistakes, and take hold of your blessed future,
And in all you do always remember that when you arrived this world,
A Star was born, A Hero was conceived.

LOVE BIRDS: BEYOND DEATH, THE OFFICIAL TRAILER

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NOT MEANT TO BE

Once I saw this pretty girl,
Moved by her beauty I approached her; but I meant well,
I had seen equally beautiful maidens, my eyes had seen equally beautiful damsels,
But there was something about her beauty that attracted me to this very damsel,

The mere sight of her pulled several strings and hit different notes in my heart,
I desired her not for her body, but for her heart,
I wished we could be together forever,
I wished we could be joined in holy matrimony forever,
But after she clearly made it know that she desired another,
I realized that some things are not just meant to be,
Perhaps, she wasn't the right one for me,

But she was all I desired in a woman, all I wanted in a wife,
She seemed like the perfect fit for my life,
I could see my reflection in her personality,
I could view my nature within her entity,
Together I wished we could sail the world, and travel across the seven seas,
But after she made it clear that some ships shouldn't sail on the same seas,
I realized that indeed, some birds of the same feather can never flock together,
I realized it was not just meant to be, not now, not ever,
So I let go off this angel, waiting for the almighty to send another meant just for me.

IF ONLY SHE KNEW...

Young and beautiful,
They told her she had a sexy body,
Naive and vulnerable,
They told her she needed a man to make her glow,
They told her everyone else was doing it, so she could follow,
She believed,
Ignorant, she was deceived,
By the lies from the mouth of some sweet-talking opportunist,
Waiting to take advantage of her vulnerability,
Waiting to prey on her innocence and naivety
But if only she knew,

If only she knew that she was beautiful in herself,
If only she knew that she didn't need any man to make her glow,
If only she knew that her beauty was not in artificiality,
If only she knew that spreading her legs for every Tom, Dick and Harry,
Would not make her more beautiful or better appreciated,
Oh if only daddy's little girl knew,
If only mommy's pretty angel knew,

If only somebody had told her that her self-esteem was hers to define,
If only she knew that she is as beautiful as she thinks she is, not as the world says she is,
If only she knew that there was no fun in empty and vain promiscuity,
If only she knew that loosing her virginity, to some depraved ungrateful fellow, was vanity,
And that it was something she would come to regret, something that would come to hunt her,
If only she knew that she was made by an excellent God who never makes mistakes,
If only she knew that she was worth more than a threesome, a blow-job and a one night stand,
If only she knew that she was an angel, well-made for greatness and excellence,
If only she knew that even now, regardless of her mistakes, God is waiting to forgive her, and restore her,
If she would just call on Him,
Oh if only my little sister knew,
Can someone please help me tell her,
That she is beautiful just the way she is.

IT IS MY PLEASURE...

I welcome you to the beginning of yet another day in this cycle of life,
It's a brand new day, and another opportunity to live a better life,
But just in case you are asking, what is good about today?
And what is so special about this new day?
May be because your life is far from happy,
In fact it is closer to gloomy than it is to happy,
Well, I may not be able to help you,
But I have a friend who can,
So it is my pleasure to introduce to you, the word made flesh,
The one who lived among men, and gave up His flesh,
That you will have life and have it more abundantly, beyond the flesh,
His name is JESUS,

This morning, this new beginning, will signal the end to your mourning and worrying,
For you don't have any reason to remain in a place of bleakness or despair,
For even before you were born, a significant incident transpired,
A long time ago on a place called Calvary,
It was at that place that a new life was bought for you,
Hence, it remains my utmost pleasure to introduce to you,
The one who made your salvation possible,
The one who made your liberation palpable,
His name is JESUS,

So for that one battling addiction,
It is my pleasure to introduce to you the author of salvation and liberation,
For that one contemplating suicide,
It is my pleasure to introduce to you the one who bled from His side,
That you may have a new life and cross over to a better side,
Look up to Him, He will answer your prayers and heed your calls,
And He'll be there to catch you when you fall,
For that one struggling with finances,
It is my pleasure to introduce to you to one who redefined the principles of finances,
By providing money through an aquatic creature,
For that one who is dealing with marital issues,
It is my pleasure to introduce you to the only faithful bride, who settled marital issues,
By modelling for us what true love should be, settling the issues,
Regardless of your situation in life, it is my pleasure to introduce to you,
The one who can carry your burdens for you, and give you a better life,
His name is JESUS.
Invite Him into your life today: Just pray and say Lord Jesus, I believe you died for me, and I invite you into my life as my lord and savior. Amen.