Trouble makers

Trouble makers grew by their numbers
All of them myopic thinkers
Short sited thought only about the day
His shirt tattered and like his sagged Jean his ambition lagged

Yes I have got the chair; it is mine
We all know it’s a lie
We let the ghost lie
Tomorrow is another day:
The day of reckoning

I threw in the towel
Not out of poltroonery
But glancing at this buffoon;
He just don’t get it

The psychedelic scents of weed
Got in their head
Opium have destroyed them
One thing missing: their heads on a pike

The boy lacked the man’s respect
He formed acult on the man’s deathbed
All of this ignoble fetidness
All displayed madness

Humans are like leaves they grow they die the tree which is the human race will outlive them
They barely will be missed

Rakes gather them to face the fire
Like they were never there

In the race for survival I have learnt to be soft
And smoothly cross the stream of life with gentle rolls
Where ever the stream flows do we find bigger waters
More treacherous,but you find bigger wonders

 

Sunday journal

downloadHustles and bustles forced me here
Forced and we were all here
Choir Sang with all of their breath
Time to begin exonerating the breath of life
Bringing peace to us all
So that all our generation will not fall

The sign of peace,will be seen in all the earth after this mass
All who pass shall feel the spirit pass
Weekly glories pours out from this day
Our narratives are never the same
Lord have mercy for we are your people
Bring to us peace; to all your people

Swinging the hips to the glory of our God
All the rituals we do. Not for the dead
But for the new life springing from the bud
I pray and never get bored
Do not fault us for our shallow might
But protect the battles we did fight

The most holy Trinity
The three stand by me; the spirit I do feel
Come for me , for all of my exhaustion will ever be in vain gain
I am not asking for vain gain
But the water that flow from thy vein,please.do flow through mine

The psalmist sang
One soothing soprano. the other deep reverberating bass
Coursing from my head through my nape to my legs fast
I will greet them with the holy kiss

The love of the world make a man sin
God loved the world to forgive all our sin
The son did die but the sun will go on forever
As the light shines darkness never breaks

Adoringly, the saint rounded us
Holy grounds indeed
We are her to not In purity but four souls·–purified
All our Rosary beads to give them faithful bid

He is eternal all mighty and uncreated
He can never be abated
Mystery beyond all mysteries
Disproves calculations in numerics
One , definitely not three
Unsolved in general for generations

The saints didn’t understand
Augustine met a boy to understand
More confused he did get
All of the wisdom can not be fetched
The stream always flows
Showing humanly lazy beams of self reflection(big little lies)

The Trinity are united
Unique never compared
Unfaltered never leaves a man broke hearted

Adding honey to sugar the priest
The priest passed the good news
On a pulpit
Muse to the people

The pictures painted conspicuously
The stories told verily and merrily. truly!
The claps resoundingly grew
Blowing kisses,the kisses flew
The priest knew for his head grew

The longer it took
The gospel mongers needed more
He poured out more
He filled the boxes of the poor

The light shines outside
In the middle of rusted roofings
Perfect ,pure
The scape comfortable dwelling

I believe like thousands in this band
We are not bandits but ‘gospelers.
We have a propeller
The Lord who moves us
He is no fortune teller he is the destiny changer

Neighborhoods gather together in peaceful manner
Never before in this manner this matter faltered Godly acceptance

Zombie paces across the hall
Grace and blessings they called for
Buried heads in concession
Waiting for Godly communication

Sitting in long lengthened pews
The cahndelier set above
Beautiful irridiscent lights shone on heads
Mocking the colours we wished

The colours different for choirs
Pink gowns and deeply sewn capes
Accentuated the depth of music they chorused
Black shirt and trousers for the men
Simplicity sincerely

Painted dove hung on the ceiling
Resounding the presence of the spirit
All who serve be granted merit
The badge of grace he has granted us all–– USAMAH

 

 

 

 

Concessions

Engines grind
Up and down they circled.
It warned as it bulldozed.
The activities stretched .
The space laid ,
A small lane.

They all sat on the bench awaiting his faith.
The lies ? well paint .
The colours ? deceit.
The pages long .
The heads heavy.
Soul searching an empty hollow.
God’s watched .

A blonde little fingered man, gesturing.
His eye sac heavy with fraudiling.
The mechanics programed for dissimulation .
Existing; an allusion for confusion.

He stretched and the lines grew longer .
Attended to one after the other.
The bins , fuller .
All of the damages.

The big black man with his glasses.
Arranged the classes .
He schooled the foolery.
They laughed and they booed him.

 

Skips

One..Two they skipped the tracks
On the line they heard the train sound
Red in the distant track
Happy signs for the children’s tracks

A plank by the side helped the children cross
God bless the man,he put it there
He did not abandon his patience .
But helped the children cross here
.

One thousand cows one black cow

 

Lands are levelled
Their unappealing stench goes with them the wind blew them farther their head desperately buried on the ground
It looked at me and tried to compel me
It’s pox filled eyes and it very large eyes didn’t do much
But,it did terrify me
The horns stretched and warned not to be tested
Yet they are so sterile! gentle giant
Gave up their neck for the bigger beast
They followed them where ever they marched
A very slow March
Like they all knew their destiny
Death smelled on them
The reaper of heads
It was time to pluck these
The journey along borders have brought them to this
They were born animal
To be fed to be nurtured and to be eaten
To de distance they disappeared…A better place

Little steps

I sought my father’s face
With my boot laced
And my quick pace
Following the traces
Through different places

My eyes burning fire
Legs did not tire
trapped in a mire
I didn’t retire
In front of me
A well chiseled face did I see
His face well carved a masterpiece
Holding his hands out
pulling me out
His face shone,an halo

Ten thousand white cows one black cow

 

Lands are levelled
Their unappealing stench goes with them the wind blew them farther their head desperately buried on the ground
It looked at me and tried to compel me
It’s pox filled eyes and it very large eyes didn’t do much
But,it did terrify me

The horns stretched and warned not to be tested
Yet they are so sterile! gentle giant
Gave up their neck for the bigger beast
They followed them where ever they marched
A very slow March
Like they all knew their destiny
Death smelled on them
The reaper of heads
It was time to pluck these
The journey along borders have brought them to this
They were born animal
To be fed to be nurtured and to be eaten
To de distance they disappeared…A better place

The sound of morning called ,Birds chirped and sang in disturbing tunes.roosters crowed ,sound alarm it was time to wake. A bird flew by and perched on his window pane and he was awake.it continued to sing in polyphony with the others on the branches of the mango tree just by his window, ;shoo, he screamed And the bird was gone Carrying along with it some other startled birds He staggered along the room like a drunk His eyes were heavy with sleep and he needed more sleep. He sprinkled his face with a little water just when his phone began to ring . Where are you. ; A deep voice on the line said I’m still at home Robert replied His words were slurred and you could tell he was not ready for the exams Robert you dey craze ? Hurry, so we go revise our work I am coming’ he confirmed as he checked his wall clock to affirm the time it was It was 7 :32 My god” he screamed Robert cut the phone and hurriedly dashed around his room picking up his soap case and of he went, outside. only to come back picking up his towel and the rest .

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