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 May 2020 Ikimi Festus
Faith
WE
 May 2020 Ikimi Festus
Faith
WE
It's hard to see
Goodness
It's easy to hear the
Bad
We each fight our own
Battles
But why don't we walk hand in
Hand
It seems like we only
Hurt
But there is so much
Love
The light is just inside
Us
And together we'll fly like
Doves
You weren't good for me.
But like a virus, you'll never leave.

I've been thinking about you a lot lately.
I'm doing my best to remind myself of the awful things you did.
But you won't go away, no matter how hard I try

I have an ache in my heart,
like a virus,
that tells me you might have found a new man.

But I don't know. Is it simple insecurity.

I want to leave you,
But I don't want you to leave me.
Born like a kid,
Believed like a child,
Thought like a philosopher,
Depressed like a prisoner,

Felt like a sinner,
Hated like a lawyer,
Ate like a veterinarian,
Lied like a politician,

Read like a historian,
Saw like a physician,
Slept like a pharmacist,
Smelt like a scientist,

Spoke like a priest,
Heard like an economist,
Loved like a counselor,
Tasted like a rich bachelor,

Worked like a tool,
Cheated like a fool,
Walked like a diplomat,
And died like a cat.
 May 2020 Ikimi Festus
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I wanted to give you my everything but I realized that I don't owe you that
I think that if you really loved me you'd be happy with me giving you nothing
Nothing tangible

But even so, I'd give you my heart if I could
I'd literally rip it out with my bare hands and give it to you
but my hands wouldn't work without my heart and I know you wouldn't take it on your own

I'd give you the sun, take it out of the sky and put a big ribbon on it
if it's absence wouldn't leave the world and everyone in it cold and lifeless
And maybe even then I still would

I'd give you the very breath out of my lungs as long as you used it to sigh

You told me you loved it when I sighed
I sighed when you told me you loved me
I guess this is a sort of paradox

I think the whole love thing is a sort of paradox
The only way out I know is out of your front door
because you pushed me towards it so many times

But I got lost in your lips
when I was trying to tell you everything
until I realized that I don't owe you that
A walking paradox
That is who I am
With a fiery passion that blazes within me
That shines through the darkness
A fire that burns me inside

But alas, that fire meets it's counterpart
The cold, dark ice that freezes from inside my soul
The icy storm that roars in my eyes
So cold and dead
This ice freezes my blood

My life is but a paradox
With two at war
The flaming passion that drives me forward
And the cold ice that freezes me in the past

When passion and hate clash within a soul
What is to be expected?
A burning inferno of passion?
That sets the world ablaze
Or a cold storm that wrecks havoc and chaos?
That freezes all in its path?

My life is but a paradox
I try to move forward
But I'm too lost in the past to make any progress

As fire and ice clash,
These cold eyes see all
This burning heart feels all
Which is stronger?
The burning will to live?
Or the cold, analytical desire for destruction?
This is my living Paradox
When the struggles and grudges of life weakens me down to my bones and marrows,
And l have none to strengthen me;
The grace of praise l embrace will quicken and be my strength.
When the devil fires an arrow of sorrow towards me,
ln order to narrow my passion for the vision of my mission in life;
The grace of praise l embrace will be my shield.

When the challenges and pains of life groomed in fears,
Strains my heart to rain down tears;
And l have none to comfort me;
The grace of praise l embrace will be my comfort.
When life seems so tough and my challenges becomes too hot to bear,
And l have none to bear my burdens with me;
The grace of praise l embrace will be my refuge.

When my enemies channels their weapons of destruction and distraction towards me,
ln order for me to leave my dreams, visions and life ambitions unpushed,
The grace of praise l embrace will shield me and inspire me never to retire until l am discovered.

When l am frustrated, distressed and stressed in the battles of life,
And l have none to console or encourage me to move ahead;
The grace of praise l embrace will be my fortress and my solace.
When my feet becomes feeble in the faculty of life,
And l have none to uphold me to be strong;
The grace of praise l embrace will be my strength and shelter.

When temptation, trials and tribulation engulfs me like a mother hen engulfs her chicks,
And l have none to unveil me;
The grace of praise l embrace will unveil me and announce me to my world.
When l am battered, shattered and scattered in the battles of life,
And l have none to come to my rescue;
The grace of praise l embrace will gather me up and put me together.

When l kneel before the creator and maker of heaven and earth in prayer,
And l know not how to present my matters before him;
The grace of praise l embrace will speak on my behalf.
When l am knocked down on my feet by the struggles and battles of this life,
And l have none to raise me up;
The grace of praise l embrace will raise me up.
 May 2020 Ikimi Festus
JT-TJ
In my prayers, to the Lord I speak.
I ask him to forgive me, every night of the week.
My loved ones are happy, cause I am free.
Thank you Lord, I finally see.

In my prayers to the Lord I ask.
Care for my family, while I tend to my task.
Help me to understand, teach me the way.
Thank you Lord, I'm reborn today.

In my prayers, I rejoice in your name.
You are the bright light, the burning flame.
I've stayed so silent, behind these hidden eyes.
Thank you Lord, for hearing my cries.

In my prayers, It is you I praise.
You are my salvation, for the rest of my days.
You died for me, you died for him.
Thank you Lord, Dying for all the sin.

In my prayers, I beg of you.
Bless my family, in all they do.
I think that is all, I have to say.
Thank you Lord, In your name I pray.

                                          Amen
Sometimes I pray with all my soul,
To the God I believe in,
Knowing that those prayers are futile,
But my heart is a vagabond who gives its whole,
For those prayers which make me feel they might come true, for a while.
I wish for it, I pray for it,
Even when I know I won’t get it.
Yet my heart gets hauled towards only those wishes,
Which I know are futile,
The prayers which make me feel they might come true, for a while.
So I permit my heart to employ these prayers,
And talk to the God I believe in.
I let Him only listen and let my heart free,
Knowing that its a prisoner who can never be set free.
When I say these prayers,
There is a ease of pain, sense of relief.
Knowing these feelings will leave,
My adamant heart still prays which is futile,
The prayers which make me feel they might come true, for a while.
At times I sense that I am addicted to these prayers,
These futile prayers coax me towards them,
Make my heart a wayfarer who prays,
Only the prayers which make me feel they might come true, for a while.
to those unanswered wishes, the ones which we know can never be answered...yet we pray....
Prayers for our spirits
prayers for our souls
speak volumes about
the faith that we chose.

Prayers for the living
prayers for the dead
exist and breathe
in the words being said.

Prayers of thanksgiving
prayers of praise
enrich our lives
through God's
sacred ways.

Prayers of penance
prayers of remorse
give God a chance
to alter our course.

Prayers for no reason
prayers any time
are hard to say
and harder to find.
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