FEAR

                     

Fear put you in a circumstance
Where there is no second chance,
Where There is no going back
And domesticate one in lack;

Fear is the devils tool,
He makes us scared of a shadow
And we dare Not look out of the window,
And we hide behind our guts, like a fool;

Fear can age you
Fear will deceive you
Fear will paralyse you,
Fear will always hurt you!

Fear is: False Evidence Appearing Real
It's not real and was never real!
Fear is your limitation
It kills your ambition

It's an idea we create
That seals our fate
It hinders that sweet taste
And offer us a bitter grape,

It hunts every man,
Limit limitless beings...
It brings many paths
Even Adam had it, the first man.

Fear kills before the actual death!
It chokes one of life and breath,
It leaves one empty
In the room of perplexity.

It makes you always expecting
And not confronting
What plague you,
Only you, can save you!...

Fear make mistakes come easy,
Fear eradicate dreams clearly,
It ruins one's life
And opens a passage for us to die;

It's a thought, that creates a friction
On our speedy way to accomplishment,
It make our dreams look like a fiction
And all our effort it disrupt;

Don't be scared of pursuing your dream,
Work hard and plan wisely,
Explore consciousness stream,
Trust your guts, Hold unto your dreams firmly!

Don't let fear torment you,
I tell you this, because I have felt it
It nearly ended me in a dreary pit!
I was there, I don't Wish that for you;

You might have made the biggest mistake
You might have accepted your fate,
But there is still a way save
Out of this dejected place.

Fear will make you live on your kneels,
And make you appreciate silly things,
Fear will make you accept self-defect,
Get-up, but never give-up, win explicit.

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COMMITED TO MY REIGN

Life is a journey 

Its kind of a misery,

When we don't understand our purpose

Life is so bitter and sweet, and not always a rose!

Fight the good fight,

Stand tall, stand-up 

Decide, don't give-up

Take your dreams on the first flight,

Its within our power

To make this life beautiful

When we stand-out dutiful,

And fly so high and not stopping lower,

Some didn't labor for riches

While we struggled for pennies,

We never enjoyed the sweetness of life

We were always shot-out on the other side...

I can't wait to see the real beauty of life,

It's time, give me the minstrels seat

Let me sing, teach and feast!

My lyrics flying high, like a colored kite;

I see things differently

But am just a man apparently,

With a big dream; who won't settle for less

Who just want the best or nothing else;

I won't accept defect, because am a conqueror,

Am building my empire

I wasn't born a prince

But in me I see, a royal, noble emperor,

I made mistakes, I have fell many times on my face,

But that doesn't hinder me from running the race!

I want no trouble, I just want to set the pace

Like Abraham going to an unknown-chosen place.

You can judge me 

No offence, am living for me,

You Are coming for my throne

But you don't know how I trove...

They want to take my crown

But I got here on my own,

This is an era for change

I wrote that already, on my page.

Don't be afraid of this current economic raid,

There's so much strength in "us" and "we",

Lets together build a colorful future,

It's now we perfect our lives and others aid.

I won countless battles,

You may not appreciate this because I am black!

but am committed to delivering others from lack

indeed am taking my place in palaces...

Look at me, heart of a champion

See what am capable of, hit the clarion,

Speak of goodness and peace in the north

And bring good tidings forth.

The sun will always shine

Am always gonna do fine,

Walk pass the shadow of sorrow 

Am doing it today, I don't know of tomorrow

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EXPECTATION

It's a quiet night

So beautiful shines the light,

A expectant father

A hopeful mother

They prayed together

Showered love on one another

They worked harder 

To make their life easier...

Then came a baby

That made them so happy,

This was in the early 80's

Now a contrary in this century;

Where has love gone to

This was real hirtherto,

Ooh this sweet feelings...

Has been crushed by the world dealings!

Now lies pain and hatred 

This wasn't so expected,

No time for smile

No smile any time;

Those times are now memories.

In the 21th century

A bitter time of agony

Now it's time to share the story...

If happy ever after, exist,

Then they will still, be happy as "this"

Those love songs were fairy tales;

Not as they did actually, everyday feast.

See the realities of life...

How bitter men strive!

Always wanting to be better 

Than the man next door.

This is a market,

Where we all buy and sell,

Not to be idle, and put hands in our pocket,

Else we will be locked in the masters cell.

So as they grew older,

love died after,

they were once soul-mates

but now they are perfect room-mates.

How then can one predict the future

Without having the temperance to incure

What the world have to feature

In this blur picture.

They had great expectations

It appeared in their expressions

Alas! they had few appreciations

For the few granted applications

The child born in happiness

Now grew up in despair

Tormented by fear!

He was strong; but weaked by hopelessness.

Husband and wife, 

Became brother and step-sister

See what life can bear!

Their expectations coundn't stand the tide.

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CALAMITY AND ME

It's a crazy day so cold

with all I have been told,

and I have seen my troubles

which beat me flawless;

Still young and growing old

many facts and truth yet to unfold,

my chest is dusty and cold

my quest is pure as gold!

Sadness lie at my door,

troubles attacks me like a floud,

nevertheless I believe in God

because he understands the odd,

I have seen the suffering of Job,

it happened today bold,

like the fierce anger of Joab

worse than the strive of moab...

All I can do is cope,

I need prayers from Mr Pope!

maybe he can decode

this agonistic misery, off-code!

Where else can I go?

walking to and fro,

running from my true self!

chasing a fairy chef;

I want this cup to be taken from me

who would save me from this!

am drowning in the deepest sea!

it's titled calamity and me...

Oh, angels has forsaken me!

friends have neglected me!

foes long to hurt me!

so what's more wreched than me?

Looking at my face in a mirror

who is this neither nor?

open windows of terror

has aged me neither nor!

Is there hope left at all?

oops what a great fall!

one day I wiil stand tall

that's a piece left at all...

What's behind me, my shadow

what's after me, a scary hollow!

I laugh at my self

am lower even than a serf,

Tell the preacher to stop

he speaks for those on top,

he's a santified hypocrate

only if he had read about socrate!

And to my fathers, I bid adieu,

and to the young men, I see a few

and to the little once, I wish a new

she's only got me and you!

Pain release me to peace,

worry allow me of self-ease

no longer myself to tease

this prayer I render-lease.

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I WILL SUCCEED

It's not about our name,

Or neither our "race"

Or the color of our face

That enables us to win and set the pace,

It's about our will-power

This is a heart-troubler,

It's not a matter of I "can" or I "can't"

It's a matter of the heart!

I'll do whatever it takes, 

To take my place

I won't quit the race

Until I have that taste!...

I'll go out there

Put in the work everywhere,

Until I reach my success

I won't settle for less.

I am in-charge of this life

I am the captain of my life,

I will do what I have to

so as to get to where I want to.

I am convinced that I will succeed,

I will burn calories

And reap hills

I will make histories.

I am not a finished product

Because am striving everyday

No matter what people may say

I won't stop, I want my pay day!

Its just a matter of time

Till I get my desires incline

No matter what it takes me;

I will succeed.

I will work harder 

To make my life much more easier,

To helping hands, my best regards

I will never let their effort wastes.

Yes, for me to prove myself

I have to better myself;

It's the reason am putting in the work

So tomorrow I can colorful stones rock...

I work hard in the street,

To get out of this mess

So am standing fit

Ready to win and feast!

For me, I want this;

As much as I want to live,

I will not fret

Because I have no room for regret!

I will do everything within my power

Each and every hour,

To see my dreams become a reality

That's my uncommon philosophy!..

The pain may be much now,

But the gain is greater after

I will learn, I will press forward

I will work, and I will succeed.

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PAIN

I have walked length and breath,

I have seen Low and height,

Changes have occurred, days gone

Yet my dreams is yet to come,

I have incurred much pain

Is it because am a decedent of Cain?

After all this, nothing left to gain

And i still wish for good once again,

Yes pain made me a stronger version of myself

Indeed I honestly work for pain itself,

Because am a true believer 

And pain is my true reward from the giver,

Pain helps me tolerate

Pain made me appreciate,

Pain made me look for a way

Out of this isolate place,

In pain did my mother bear me

In pain also she raised me

In joyous pain I got a name

Now i live with pain down the lane,

Sometimes I wish I was bigger!

I hope, I become better

Am not a day dreamer

I simply work harder,

Pain made them beg on the street,

Pain made some struggle to be rich,

Pain even made some the gospel preach,

Indeed pain has made us much better!

Pain goes beyond the fleshy hurt

It goes dip to hurt the heart!

My fathers fought in pain

And got their freedom through pain,

A constant element is pain,

It consent not to change

Man is born free, but all round he is in chain

Like a free man in cage!

Some couldn't bear the pain,

So they seek for another quicker way

That took them to an early grave

See how they misused grace!

Truth be told, everyone has tasted pain 

Even my lord made us free through pain!

The apostles, many was slain,

So as to get a greater gain

Don't be deceived

To make it, you must first plant the seed,

Sow in pain, reap in joy

To us, life was never a toy!

To some it was easy

Their father made them lazy,

They never knew pain

They became tyrants, and caused more pain!

To this day and after, I work harder

Not to brag, but to be greater,

Than my brave fathers 

And to teach wisdom to the latters.

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POVERTY

This makes man wretched,

This among men cause hatred,

Yes this is a disaster

That wounds forever!

Poverty kills the spirit

And destroys the body explicit,

Hard work is it only exit

To a weaker district,

Yea, don't confuse human need 

For the fleshy human greed,

In this world of vanity

What's the cause of insanity?

You wicked killer!

You high fever!

You sweet pizza 

In a lazy man hands,

Its strains man of life, 

It kills talent

It makes one low, like a blind bat

It presents hunger strike,

What's life without money?

When life is said to be more of money

A man that have it, has glory

He can gladly share his story,

Money is not the root of all evil

Believe me, its poverty! which kills and entice like a devil,

Again, don't be deceived by man's greed

Money is an essential need!

Why are the Negros entangled with poverty?

Disease is what they own as property,

Most of these guys are wallowing in poverty

How can I free them of this long-time agony?

Poverty is the state of nothingness,

A value less than a worth!

Which create chances for wrath,

Its isolates one, and drown him or her in hopelessness, 

Poverty kills faster than a disease,

It made all our able-bodied youth flee

To become thugs for the ambassadors of poverty,

Ooh what a misery!

I remember, he said to me son

You have to make it under the sun!

Don't bother for fame

Instead fulfill your name,

He told me victory 

Is what out-stand poverty,

Although its not easy

He unleashed the secret!

He took me from where i fright

He made me see the light,

Now i write to them that strife

The legacy he gave me I keep alive.

Say no to poverty

Don't give up on your dreams quickly,

Fear is poverty infantry!

Live your dreams; defeat poverty.

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A BILLION DOLLAR DREAM

I have a billion dollar dream,
I have traveled through thought stream;
Am not talking of a movie film
This is what i see within...

My dream is to make life easy,
To encourage the weak and lazy,
To make their pain exit,
To overcome life's deceit;

My dream is to make people see
That there's nothing like limitation,
Only if they yield to temptation;
Definitely we will cut down "i can't" tree;

My dream is to create a landmark
I want to be a history maker,
I want to be a world shaker,
My dream is to hit the mark...

I want to be read on every history pages,
My name will live all through the ages,
That's why am cleaved to the rock of ages,
I have to faithfully pass through this stages...

I was sent on and errand;
So I can't turn around,
I must gain this ground,
My maker will be proud...

Its up to me to make this happen,
I have got my potentials sharpen,
I have long waited for me,
This time, this won't elude me;

I have to leave a legacy,
I want to create a tendency
For the young upcoming
To get to the line of finishing,


Am my father's son,
Am ready for this, am strong
I will fight head-long
I will make it under the sun.

I have one goal in this life
To be better than i was yesterday
Because i only got today
I want to lead a better, peaceful life!

I won't go to sleep
Until I reach my destiny's peak
This bridge, I must cross tonight,
Because tomorrow might not be mine;

I have a billion dollar dream
This is real inside of me,
I have  to make it a reality
That will last for eternity,

I have a billion dollar dream,
It's in my DNA,
It's how i was made,
This is real! my dream...

I have a billion dollar dream,
It's burning within me,
I just have to cross this sea,
This is what i see, it is a billion dollar dream.

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THE DAMSEL

In the 70's she was never
Respected, educated nor cared for,
Hers was to tidy the house
Running the kitchen like a mouse,

She was scorned, reproached
Dejected, despised and disposed!
Like a toy in the hands of men
And a shame in the eyes of women!

But today the 21st century
Is a picture and motion to the contrary,
Everything seems to have changed
The new age, has changed the trend

The most neglected and dejected
Now appears the most respected
How did she helped herself?
How come she is among the chief fief!

The never cherished but despaired
Has risen to the most desired
The importance of the woman
Is beyond the comprehension of man!

The damsel of no reputation
Has exceeded the value of depreciation
Who ever knew
Would have aforementioned proclaim the news,

She is now the product of success,
The very carrier of excellence,
Her passed calamity
Is now her equity!

They say: behind the success of a man
There is always a woman
Did our fathers never knew that?
Neither did our mother considered that!

As today is a moment
Yesterday was the movement,
And tomorrow unpredictable
The future looks like a round table!

The most adorable is a woman
Also note: the devil is like a woman
With a sign she seduced the man
Everybody is now a victim of Satan!

The once awkward creature
Unappreciated by nature
Is now the most sweetest feature
In a deceptive nomenclature,

She has attain all man has
She has gone all where men has
She intend to do better than man ever
Can she be this greater?

She boast of her beauty
And made men leak her feet,
She proclaimed herself as a goddess
But is she really worth the contest?

Finally to comprehend the woman is folly
Without her the man is lonely
The very firm right hand of man
Man and woman the sweetest collaboration of the almighty creator (GOD).

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TOMORROW IS JUST A SHADOW

When we were kids; we thought life was beautiful...
As kids life was the sweetest thing as fortunes,
Then we were just innocent doves
Who knew not the aches of life's troubles,

Now we have grown old,
Striving all day like a toad
We have walked this weary road
Today we don't have to be told

We were just believers of tomorrow,
And despise-rs of today!
Planning for a big tomorrow
Put no foundation for today,

Don't blame it on yesterday!
You still have today;
There is no such thing as tomorrow!
Only lazy people live on tomorrow,

You are strong...
For you to get along
You have to fight head-long
Then your victory will be a song!

Don't escape today's pain,
That's what yield tomorrow's gain
Life is not a game
It will tame you lame...

Everyday you complain,
And you end up lame
Now you are seeking whom to blame
Ooh on tomorrow's lane!

Live everyday for today
Because gone is yesterday,
You have one shot at this life
So stand tall, and live-life

Don't be moved by what they say
That's what they do everyday!
They couldn't do it, doesn't mean you can't
Live everything on i can...

Don't worry tomorrow would be better...
If you don't do it today, then there is always a tomorrow
No, no, no, there is no sure-tee you will show up tomorrow
Life is not tasteful as creamed-bread or milked-butter

If tomorrow would be better
While not work for it today!
Believe me there is no such thing as tomorrow sweetheart
Make it happen , then you have the taste of fulfillment,

When you want to simplify this life
Its not just milk, you may do more than strive
Because life is not a free ride
If you want to win, face the tide!

Truth be told: tomorrow waits for no man
He night runs until tomorrow to elevate the winner-man,
Be ahead of tomorrow by working hard today
Till you have that taste of the day,

You always say, we are leaders of tomorrow
What about today?
It will surely be better tomorrow!
There is no such thing as tomorrow.

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HOME REJECTED

Cool evening kids danced round the fire
played till mid-night and never tire
this home was once full of excitement
now this place is rejected

at childhood they loved this place
at adulthood they abhor this place
they crossed seas to change their state
so they rejected this place in search of fame

we grew up together
we had faith towards one another
but today we are just observers
of the dream we once admired

we wished for big dreams
we believed what we saw in movies
unknown to us that was just fictions
today most of us are victims

if home is home why did you leave
while you were here destiny sleeps
big dreams vanished here
I hope you find solace there

these are the nevers
which pitch there tenth on decayed layers
hoping for the best
working for the less

we are very few optimist
that laserate this mischief among our mist
advocates for humanity
preachers of mercy

life is just too short
we don't hesitate to take a shot
we have to stand tall
else we end up like them that fell

we wanted to live big
so we dreamed big
life appeared a unproductive fig
haven't we yet dig deep

we woke up in a crazy world
choked of fruitless words
despised like a bug
feared like a tug

it was a period when we went to school without shoes
we loved it, because it was the escape of woes
even today we have educated illiterate
who at office postrate

why did you say we are leaders of tomorrow
what about today
why did you say it will be better tomorrow
how about today

if home is home, why is home dejected
this home is for long rejected
there is nothing like home
when you can't even remember your language tone

build a wonderful life
make a peaceful home
never give up on your dreams by going back home
home is in your heart, the one back there is rejected.

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TASTE OF FULFILLMENT

A runner that crosses the finishing line
that's the taste of fulfillment
a man that got praises all over his timeline
that's the taste of fulfillment

a man that speaks and people listen
that's the taste of fulfillment
a man that have his fear smitten
that's the taste of fulfillment

a man that has a peaceful family
that's the taste of fulfillment
a man that's top of the academy
that's the taste of fulfillment

a man that crosses doubt stream
that's the taste of fulfillment
a man that's living his dream
that's the taste of fulfillment

a man that impact the people's economy
that's the taste of fulfillment
a man that have a better philosophy
that's the taste of fulfillment

a man that won a contract
that's the taste of fulfillment
a man that takes his bride on a flight
that's the taste of fulfillment

a young boy or girl that got admission into college
that's the taste of fulfillment
the young man or lady that graduate from college
that's the taste of fulfillment

fulfillment is getting does things done
when we pass through the fire
and have a taste of finishing
that's the taste of fulfillment

when we stop wishing and start doing
when we laugh and stop weeping
when we get to the peak of our destiny
that's the taste of fulfillment

when we leave a legacy
when we respect his supremacy
and create a perfect tendency
that's the taste of fulfillment

fulfillment is when we pave way for others
and we don't rule with coers orders
but rest our might in God's power
then he takes us above the tower

when we find perfect grace
to walk and run the race
and totally set the pace
that's what called fulfillment

a man that has this hope till the end
that's the taste of fulfillment
welcome home worthy and faithful servant
that's fulfillment.

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CRY FOR CHANGE

Our mother's spake
Our father's decided
The children succorned,
Still what is this called?

It's really a world of woe
Men came, victories gone,
Victor totally fogotten!
What we speak of all gone...

When I was a child, I heard stories;
Epics of men who served their countries,
Now all those are just memories!
Today's reaction is an illusion from our past glories...

What is our slogan-Battle for self?
What is forgiveness-War or peace?
Is life a competition, to boast?
Are we still relying on doubt!

They said children are the leaders of tomorrow
I have been hearing that time-after-time
Government only but re-cycles
Kids, inorder to eat push wheel-barrow!

There is no ground for the common-man;
His thought is just to eat and stay alive,
He keeps believing the parliamentary lie
Don't worry says he: let the sleeping dog lie!

Is there any solution to this mess?
Everyday the problem grow intense!
We are sitting on the fense
And steadfastly praying for change,

When will this problem end...
I have grown old,
The peoples plight still-bold
This nations fate is yet untold.

They enforce their opinion,
The memoradum of their union,
These men at the top
Won't at this length stop!

They shout for change
When they are seen on stage,
But love to see pain
In a poor man's face;

They are happy in their mansions,
Everybody echoes yes to sanction
The poor man to his station
Tomorrow is another day for caution;

Change is constant,
But greed is permanent!
Man's need so important
To work they feel relunctant;

Their communion
Is to see commotion
Among us who raised the motion
For the common-man liberation;

Greed is what we should take heed of
Unless lust in us feed-off,
Then we become agents of terror
That's not the will of the emperor.

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I AM MY FATHER'S SON

They say:

Life is a race
a game of strife
be better than the man next door
I see it as a theme for the inferior

A man living a self-unknown life
the crowd define their life
by the thought of other people
they are weary, their minds feeble

They say:
I just want go get on with
my life and enjoy it
they took a wrong turn
for me i don't believe in rush

I see the contrary with my dreams
standing-up not for a community boosts
but impacting the people economy
with a pure-better philosophy

Indeed I am my father's son
am not scared of his fate, its fun
I have got his complexion
the handsome looks of his expression

I appreciate him for his reality
but his feelings used him
am the lower version of him
the firm stead of his agility

I incline my ears to his words
I analyse his do's and don'ts
finally I learned much more than he thought
but he still sees me as unlearned, that's fact

Yes he's right, am his son
trying to prove him wrong under the sun
now am hurt in pain and setback
because am still eating from his bank

But actually he's my dad
no fathers wants to be bad
even animal parents care
mortal men appears careless

Along that line the striving sets fights us
we are downcasted thus
we don't really understand
what it takes to reprimand

We battled for our helpless fate
and abadoned our hopeful faith
we just want to rush to our success
but don't wanna be pact of the distress

Why not learn from his mistake
be a Man and know what it takes
we don't get it right
because we can't put together the logistics

Our dreams cometh not
only if we could think for ourselves
now am worried of expectations
with series of examinations

Am battling with visible temptations
I think I found a cure to my malfunctions
calvary gave me my directions
indeed I am my father's son.

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THE WOE OF WHY

Why is the woes of why so high
whenever I see my mother at 2.am cry
my tears from my check fly
and i sleep in anguish, thinking when will i soar high

Words nurtures hopes for the soul
I remember the lines of the navel of soul
after man erred, everything was woe
is there any joy left for the soul

Promises comes promising
easy words without committing
why do we console ourselves with lies
believing one day, we might rise

If all words of mouth are profitable work
leave me to the mic, I'll forever talk
but I walked through my mothers land
I found nothing, it was all like brown sand

A new day, a new month, a new year
still the same echoes we hear
there is no tears left to be shed
thoughts of why, heavy on our head

I have many questions to ask of why
why is life this way
why should we suffer this curse
we weren't there when they made the mistake

If  happiness is to eat bread
then count me out, because i have read
nothing changed when man eat angels bread
Until his majesty at calvary bled

Now am full of myself
thinking I can do it all by myself
how can i change the trend
only by grace can this transcend

After they shewed them the way to be saved
they still returned to their past lives as slaves
not considering the pain he faced
the grace lavished upon then wastes

Now I see the woe of why in scary eyes
It was for years sealed by the most high
woe unto the inhabitants of the earth
for the morning star is now death

He was the morning star
the beauty of godliness shines in him by far
but why did he changed sides
to become the father of lies

Among us the cursed walk
the congregation listen attentively to him talk
now i understand why he fell
his pride made him burn, just like saul as well

I can't work under this scorching sun
while am still very young
I understand why you sent your son
to finish the work, and make us strong

The prince of persia have taken over here
nothing is left for us who his proposal decline
he tame the others, and promised them fame here
but my eyes is fixed on a greater place, up there.

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THE OLD WORLD

Is the old world changing
its a new season to live life
the apostrophe of men so intense
at last climate changing

Out of much sleep come poverty
when others think and work to prosperity
we deceive ourselves with hypocrisy
now no more, its time for advocacy

Am looking back at the old world
I envy many things of the old world
their decency overwhelms me
their intelligence flaws me

Resent times are modern times
different buzzing of thousands of flies
how quickly the time flies
so soft and tender a baby cries

Arrogant people roam the street
they destroy the street
claiming they own the street
this set of people are full of shit

 But we grew out of the streets
and desire to lay hold on queens
tired of this little sphere
we desired a four-square

Now we see what we never had
by neglecting the precedence of the old world
all our God-given morality gone
now we know not when he shall come

If men were God, will things be better
but he made us care-takers
to handle everything that matter
we can't decipher the letters

The old world was a saved kingdom
the new world seeks freedom
so they chose the ways of sodom
now we are soaked in whoredom

Blessed males and females
cursed us with names
we don't think of the after
moreover we are in the latter

What I love most in this new world is I
because i carry the thought of the old world
and bless the name of the living God
that's the difference between them and I

I wish we see what our fathers saw
a place much more better than all
where angels seat, that's what i see
but first i have to cross this sea

The old world was not destroyed
we believed it was modernised
indeed new wine taste better than old wine
but the old wasn't made for a swine

Really we miss the old world govern by God
to this new world ruled by thugs
don't ye know that ye yourselves are gods
see the landmark of old, made of pure gold.

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DECIDE NOW

Life gives us a room for decision

but what would we decide 

everybody has an opinion 

is yours diced like an onion 

They say don't kill yourself

you have to rest

wealth cometh not by stress 

but a hungry man is void of himself

Living a life to please oneself

or willing to lead our thought 

they encourage us to step-up 

but inwardly expect us to fall

How possible is it to picture a life 

that in it we can't feature

then that's not our future

its another man's adventure

Don't be disturbed when they side-talk 

that's their duty to walk

but for you don't stop 

until they tell you-you're at the top

Now how can i lead a better life 

i have to tell you-its in your style 

why do i have to cry, strife and fight

because we're in a world of "am right"

So should i sit back and watch others

pray they give back even the remnants 

filled with ego-their illusive powers 

or should i feed less than their followers

What will you have me do

i'll say do what you ought to have done

work and pray-that's what you should do

then have faith in what you do

We know that its not easy

surely we have a dream

so we have no excuse to be lazy

go drink from the stream 

I'll show you a righteous path

work hard in silence 

let excellence make the noise

that's the best way to get through 

If yet we doubt ourselves 

and drain our personal power

then we keep intact our fears 

that's going to hurt us till death 

I pray you to burden your fear 

face it no matter what's at stake 

that moment live like you don't care

distinguish your cares from what you fear 

To every glory there is a story

what's your life purpose here 

find it and pursue it faithfully

its not over yet-replenish the earth.

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MORNING

Morning comes with choices
our spirit filled with hopes
a realistic goal to reach
diverse plans dissected each

Morning comes with decisions
most of them are illusions
our memo filled with prescriptions
no validity in our esteemed innovations

Morning comes with joy in full
at the end of the day ruined
our voices deep and cool
the audience are confused

Morning is a time for wishing
while others sleep, it comes unnoticed
rhythm of willing
actually is so weird

Morning accounts to the evening
solemn moment for reflecting
on serious issues affecting
our rapid inflating economy

Morning once known for ease and peace
now scary, notably for mourning
where is our fathers prestige
why is our agony to striving

Morning was supposed to be joyful
unconditionally helpful
instead its stressful
toiling all day in order to be full

Morning empties well to the depth
it determines birth and death
sometimes its always pleasing
to the infidel its aching

Morning arrives in the sweetest hour
it steals sleep and waters flower
a perfect time to consider life
a moment for career cite

Morning fear makes one fidgets
rolling stones of tears
in a broken face of regret
the setback is hard to forget

Morning brings one closer to the afterlife
meanwhile how fulfilled is life
as it goes reasonable
its event unpredictable

Morning makes a man
like a plant that blossom
farmers know they can
consider the ways of Peter Pan

Morning declares one a winner
moving train to elevate the grinder
its non-negotiable, everybody knows
make it happen, then joy flows

Morning prayers pave way
pray or end up a prey
God never made the morning for disdain
true saying: no pain, no gain.

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A SHOCKING THOUGHT

The once treasured penny
resently tagged penury
this battle was long fought
the lost still hurt

A constitutional right to life
but conditionally a peaceful lie
Our fathers were better
our leaders are never

Is the gods to be blamed
we rejected the old lands
and invested in cold hands
now we can't afford just sand

The street echoes complain
doing nothing, lying plain
begging from a lame
wishing to taste fame

What has man to gain
shaped in fear and pain
living the blessed life of Cain
roaming in isolated disdain

Earth waves chased me to a cave
and I crave underneath
to pave a way to my fame
picturing a seat where i should sit

To one end is a new beginning
I shouldn't live life on my kneels
my decision is to given, not begging
my heart passion is a burning wheels

Sometimes life's rossy to a few
brave-hearts waiting for a chew
everybody is looking for a pathway
while am standing at the gateway

Man's desire so dirty as dracular
their power lies in their muscular
so much concern for the physical
no pin though for revival

I have placed it into consideration
they claim without affirmation
laws are made for their divine gestures
pride is their insatiable pleasures

Our pride sold to the wise
just like Esau the profane
who for meat lost his pride
thinking life was just a free ride

A babe unknowingly approaches emptiness
to be fed off pure vividness
in a world new to him of deeds
of a soar world of words

To this day i pray for the dames
who wale from decades
wishing to be better males
till the trumpet hales

Much have been said, little have been done
when nature calls, the caves are gone
at Heaven's gate, what shall be our take
indeed this fate is so great, we can't face.

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