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The Darkness is blinding and your silence is deafening
Come unbind me from the ties of this dying world
Liberate me from human pride
Incarcerate me to your divine side
And walk with me stride by stride

Life is hard but You’re good.
Life is full of strife by You’re my trophy.
I smile because you are my God no matter what.
Walk and Talk with me
Choke my doubt and sin
Sing and Dance with me
Keep me by your side!
Strange, so strange isn’t it?
Strange that everybody is awakening!
Strange that change is no longer strange as it used to be!
Strange that the world is changing into the world it’s supposed to be.
I recall the word of the wise prophet, “in the last days knowledge shall be increased”.
Ever since Christ sent His Spirit, Civilizations have morphed without limit.
Have you seen it? Governments have emerged from nothingness.
Have you seen it? Presidents are the weakest leaders.
The power abused by kings has been handed down to men,
Now Men elect and ***** who they want.
Now Men hunt in offices.
The wind of change is blowing over every spirit.
The rain of transformation is falling.
The people have their minds ignited with the entrepreneurial spirit.
Creative, Innovative and Lucrative; dreaming beyond limits,
Everyone can do it, Intuition is the ammunition.
With meditation and yoga, the zygote gods and goddesses are gestated
Maturing into divine beings, souls gleaming with illumination
Man has spun an invisible web, connecting everyone willing to be connected.
Now the voiceless are no longer voiceless because they are connected.
Sitting in front of a screen can make you a millionaire.
Only that most spend time and a few invest time.
Now that nobody wants to be mediocred by controlled education,
The wise homeschool their children
Schools will soon be useless in a society illuminated to the core.
Hospitals will be ignored in a world filled with spirituality.
Food producing corporations will begin to crumble,
For we now know that their food is toxic.
Now that man knows that there is a truer reality,
He chooses to forsake the life of futility,
In exchange of the one above duality’
The real life, a better life…
The Afterlife
At last, the masses breaking free from the mental shackles used to control them.
The knowledge is increased, folly is decreased.
Finally, none needs a teacher, for all are good as teachers.
The mysteries of divinity are exposed.
Even the gods know that we know.
Not again will the ones in power exploit the masses.
For anyone can be anything.
What is it that can’t be done?
Anyone who believes truly lives, the power is there for all.
The connected ones will never fall.
I am a creativist
Words are keys I play when my guitar is not weeping.
I am a wordsmith
Words are friends I play with when my people are sleeping.

The depth of my thoughts is beyond human comprehension.
I am more than a poet.
I am that, I am.
Invictus Elfurique the Son Of Man
Love is as complicated as life.
Why is it painful to give birth
Why is it painful to give back
Death so sad yet it makes you
Return
From whence you came.

Love is as complicated as life
Why is it blissful to take
Why is it blissful to break
Divorce so happy it hurts babies
As parents roam free once more

Love hurts and love binds
Life teaches and life strengthens
If love is no more
Life will cease to exist

Everything loves each other
Everything needs each other
The rose craves for the warmth of the sun
As the patched earth thirsts for the life filled rain
If dependency is abolished, love will fail.
If want is removed, businesses will fail.

He loves you because he wants something from you.
The day you left me was the beginning of a daylight nightmare.
A nightmare I faced while I was wide awake.
All I remember is your voice...
Echoing in the hollow depths of my memory
December came with a choice, I remember the agony of Christmas
I remember calling you when I had already left.
But it is you that had left me firstly...
And humiliated me with a friend in my face on Christmas eve...
How great was the love for you I had...
I have never forgotten you, I don't want her to see this for she will be heart broken.
I try not to be what you were to me cause she loves me like I loved you.
You'll read this in secret I know, cause by another man you're taken.
I will keep it short so that you finish reading before getting caught.
But I have much to remind you cause I still live in our past.
Knowing we will never have a future.
What was it about you that I loved so much?
Was it the ***, the blood, or the freedom?
I still know not, you were too great to remain mine.
Great things are meant to be shared...
So I shared you with many including a friend.
I want to know why, why I could not stop loving you.
No matter how you lied and betrayed my trust.
It was more than lust...I still clang to you
Like a baby baboon to its mother.
When you were in bed with another man...I could vividly feel it.
You really know I did, I could feel your gasps and sighs as you gave in to another.
I remember how insane it is, how insane it was and how insane it would've been now.w
We were too insane for each other, for just like you, I had a ferocious appetite
And I only wanted to quench my thirst, but you satisfied your enormous hunger by others.

The rest I would like to write while I am looking in your eyes.
Maybe kiss you for the last time cause I never said goodbye.
Forgive me for that cause I also have forgiven you,
For cheating me and teaching me how to share
I am getting tired of treading on the same place
I am on a treadmill, in the same place I stay
Even if I increase the pace.
I have the will to succeed
But I lack the support that I need.
I have consuming zeal
But I lack the money that I need
So I run on the same place
Like I am treading on a mill

I strive at work hoping for a meal
My boss is rich, all he does is chill
I tread his mill so that He can get a meal
But he gets more than a meal
and he moves ahead as I remain behind.
Girl

Give me your love
I don't trust your lust.
Gentle like a dove
But fast like an Indian arrow
Sweeping me off my feet
Cutting deep into my bone marrow
First, it was my eyes
Now it’s my thighs and my sighs.

Boy

Take my love
Fill your empty heart
Give me your heart
I'll give you my soul
Hold my cold dead hand
And save me from the fall
I’ll be inside you
The day
Lust morphs into Love.
In his vain glory
Awestruck when He
gave Adam power over everything
The words stung like a venomous arrow
Completing the thick brew of hate stirred with shame

Fallen as he was, devious and impious still he was
To plot that loft plot on El's soft spot
To dethrone a god via trickery

The divine has concluded the story
Everyone born will suffer only to be made tougher
Through fire and ice, the true sons of God will rise
Why there is hate today.
All I have are pictures
Pictures torturous
Igniting memories
Memories of our past glories
Glories I can never relive.

Should I shed a tear
Cause I miss you?
Could you even hear
My cry to you?

We played and danced
We sat and discussed
We were friends in need of maths
And our parents saw arrogance
Together we couldn't win
But together we could play!

All I have are pictures
Wish I had contacts
You won't even know I am missing you
How will you know I am staring at you?
The good thing is you will never frown
How can you frown when you're emotionless?
Pictures and memories of my high school friends. Wish I had their contacts but I know we will meet again, here or on judgment day.
Immortal I Stand
Nascent and nebulous
Victorious indeed
Invincible I sit
Christian till the end
Trampling scorpions and serpents
Undiluted and unadulterated
Sanctified and Spirit filled

Electricity runs in my veins
Levitating me into a state of perpetual bliss
Fire is in my bones
Unquenchable it propels me as it burns
Renovated and elevated I'm innovative
Ignited and United I stand to motivate
Children and their parents that they may be activated...
Acrostic poetry is great.
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