ENEMIES

In this world where everybody appears as a friend and those who surround you are enemies veiled by laughter as they embark on ruinous coup. Mouths you feed in agony with grains from your sweat attempt to cut your humanitarian fingers which provides them food not laboured for. And Friends collapse image you built with… Continue reading ENEMIES

THE HEART OF MAN

I peeked into the heart of thou created of sand Fornication, envy, hatred, murder – all sorts At the table they sat and dined left to rot Ah, with disobedience! I dare not withstand Why didst allow evil dine full in you Haman? Thou shouldst not have allowed all sorts in you Judas In the… Continue reading THE HEART OF MAN

ONE FOOT IN THE GRAVE

When the saints shall rejoice and ask ‘Oh death where is thy sting?’In the fiery pits of hell you’ll baskTo Our Lord you won’t have anything to bringFor your eart and soul you would have sold The devil is not a cushion to be trustedFall not into his hands unprotectedAvoid his path with fear of… Continue reading ONE FOOT IN THE GRAVE

WHO WILL SAVE US

Haram men have fouled the day They have turned a laughing day Into a whimpering day They have hurled horror That crashed many lives Throwing many out of the earth Their minds are menaced Their reasons programmed And packaged for terror “We don’t want the books of the West Our book must be the first… Continue reading WHO WILL SAVE US

HERE AM I, LORD, THINE OWN TO BRUISE

Here am I, Lord, thine own to bruise And bind up, only for thy use. Chastise now my rebelling soul; Whilst Thou woundest me, make me whole. My feeble hands quicken and train; Fix up these knees that eas’ly sprain. Sheer me off the unrighteous path Where endeth wrath for the fool’s bath. I grasp… Continue reading HERE AM I, LORD, THINE OWN TO BRUISE

INSATIABLE ARE DESIRES

Satisfactions, all in his obsessions If all desires are not granted as wished Man keeps to street, unkempt and disgruntled Forgetting patience does it all But nothing bad comes from patience Nobody complains without being granted Wish! Your God will do it in haste… Demanded so much blessings Like him that wants chieftaincy from heaven… Continue reading INSATIABLE ARE DESIRES

VENDOR’S BOY

It is bliss to have a dream But illegal to kill one Do you hear these words O poor vendor‘s boy? You burned with passion For the green land in morrow’s eyes; Shedding all besetting weights Your chase was steady with intent.