And if we're no longer slaves
Why do we lend an ear to
the demons' voices?
And if we've been saved,
then why do we still believe
we're chained?
And if we're children of God,
why do we care what the devil's prickle
Can hurt
And if we believe,
why don't we thrive?
why don't we conquer?
For we're slaves no more,
For we're powerless no more
For we're worthless no more.
May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 7:21 AM UTC
Glory to you
Omnipotent, omnipresent
Days are worthy cause you live
Fill the empty from up there
Adviser in all, from up there
Teacher guide us,from above
Hear us out ,from down here
Everything here's a mess
Resting on your arms we long
May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 4:33 AM UTC
Wings stained with longing
cries of misfitted sound
Melancholy raging deep down
Soul the shade of a rainy cloud
Yet she wears them proudly
With a matching gown and grey halo
"These wings are meant to fly,"they say
But hey,
What are they worth?
May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 4:13 AM UTC
It's more than just a country
It's more than just history
It's more than what people see
Cause they only see a very small portion
And what I see,
Is the big picture
Much more beautiful than all Picasso's artworks
For to me,
It's mother nature's masterpiece
One that keeps on getting prettier with age;
How shall I say it ,
It's an international controversy'
It's Rwanda
Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 9:33 AM UTC
Cry till you're dry
O troubled soul
Cry till the eyelids swell
O weary heart.
But do it all in that corner
Where only shadows live
In that corner where your ease belongs
Dump it all .
Then step out with the heart of
a warrior; Head held high,
For another day unfolds at the death of the darkness,
A day for strength
A new breath to take
Get up and teach those broken wings how to fly again .
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 7:22 PM UTC
you made me smile
my eyes twinkled in the dark of the night
my heart leapt with delight
you made me cry
tears ran down my cheeks
like crazy
you closed my eyes
and opened my vision
to a whole new world
a place where my dreams were kings
where life was a sweet lollipop
where there was only victory to devour
but -
it lasted only a moment
it was just for a while
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 2:36 AM UTC
Everything we'd designed
used to fit us both;
gorgeously
All the songs we'd sung
used to sound;
perfectly.
But look at us now
words quenched, faces dismayed;
sadly
Where are all those castles we'd built; in the air
where are all those poems we'd written; in the stars
where are all those gardens we'd planted ; with hope
And that fire that kept our spirits alive
Drifting through the winds of despair is now
ashes
Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 2:54 PM UTC
It screams in silence,
where the mouth is speechless.
It's creeps
In the soul's very darkness.
It has no meaning,
It's only described by the feeling.
It's poetry,
The narrator of my history.
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 8:53 PM UTC
Face; an empty expression it carries
Emotions; a few share, a few care, a fewer handle
Heart; barely knows itself, ever drowning in insecurities.
Life; lacking direction
Friends; limited by none other than myself, yet, their reaching out is short
Myself; exhausted
The World; false, ever changing, frustrating, ungrateful
In the end, what am I worth?
Jesus's answer: my pain, my death,
God's answer: much more than gold, much more than the world itself.
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 8:52 PM UTC
TV screens, social media,
All anaesthesia
Just a regular dose of it we swallow
To keep us surviving
the reality that this world us a crumbling mess,
An empty hole, a worthless gem
A beautiful box that only offers lies and mistrust.
Popularity, celebrity
Everybody's searchin' for some worth, some place to fit in
Somewhere to stick their name in the hall of fame.
But take it's all anaesthesia, for it doesn't add or subtract a pound on the scale.
The hottest stars, the hottest gossip,
Father look what hypnosis,your kids are drinking.
Falling for the fake but sweet illusions and fantasies
Where time is turned to static and makes them forget of the long road ahead still to be taken.
Father look what anaesthesia your kids are taking in...
And sadly, it's strong can't let the truth through the door
Yet, we all know the blind can only run.into a trap if they ignore the voice warning in the background.
Father I wish you could open their eyes before the anaesthesia kills their sight...
For eternity
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 8:48 PM UTC