O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
By that sweet ornament which truth doth give !
The rose looks fair , but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth in it live
A perfumed tincture of the roses hang on such thorns and play a wantonly
When spring's breath their masked buds pop open
But for their virtue , only is their show
They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade
Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made

And so beauteous and lovely sister
Not marble nor the gilded monuments of Queens shall outlive this powerful rhyme
But you shall shine bright in this contents
Than unswept stone , besmear'd with sluttish time

When the wasteful tides of life shall legacies overturn,
And broils root out the work of masonry
The living record of your memory
Gainst death and all oblivious emmity
Your good works shall still find room even in the eyes of strangers
So even till the judgement that yourself arise,
You live in this and dwell in thy brother's heart and eyes

Happy Birthday Sister !

It passed away soo quickly
So perfect it seemed that I nearly thought it was meant to be forever
Funny huh !!! They were perfections on their own

Maybe a little more frequent roses
Maybe a walk on the roof tops might just be the right ingredients to make it last

Who knows ?

Fairer than Fairies
Elegant as the blossom of rose petals
Sunshine!!! yes sunshine; thats what I call her smiles

Beautiful is your name ;
In it there is peace , love and above all inspirations
Your words have healed tortured souls and given hope to the desperate
Grace adorns you like the ever increasing anointing of the everlasting mountains of zion

Using words, my vocabulary is limited
For if there are words for you then I dont have them
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FAFA
May the Lord who is our Hope our Joy, bless your new age

Sundown
Sundown it’s another night
And I’m crying
My spirit is dying

My tears have been vanquished to a secret place
Where only those without form can taste them
Those with it, they call it a waste
It’s so lonely, lonely

Just then I remembered why I chose the hard way
Why I rejected wearing a fancy tux with a "pretty pink bow tie" and hiding behind mmoma's legacy
I remember clearly how and why I chose to write my own story
And to build my very own dynasty of success 

With no options and no money
Floating along with the debris
My only friends are the trees
Sundown it’s another night

And I’m trying
But dreams can only get you so far
Sinking like quicksand in the tar
Wink one last time at the stars

It’s so lonely, lonely
With no people and no true home
Floating along with the breeze
Waiting for sun-up to put me at ease

He sobbed as I finally packed out
The words he spoke to me never faded out
I knew he was good and his love abounded
But Him, I was soo determined to abandon

The world promised me pleasures, happiness, joy and more
At last I am free as the wind. Everywhere I desired; I turned
I was consumed by obsession to the core
Life was good ; I was on the road of no return

Soon my youthful strength was wearing off
I wasted it all on Immorality and lust
The seal of my redemption tore off
My glory and grace was shrinking so fast

Then in the midst of my pain and regret ,
I remembered his last words to me
My loving arms, you know are always open wide
Just then I turned and saw how deep into sin I was.

Calling preacher men and the christ likes old fashioned,
One said "akoda na wode3, wo be nyini aba be to"
"Ampara ampara nsu menyin"
Na maba ab3 to nso"...

Still wallowing in my pain , I remembered a scripture
Isaiah 1:18 Come now, and let us reason together, saith the LORD:
Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow;
Though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool

So with boldness in my heart I took the greatest step of my lifetime
I went back to the father through the son in prayer and cried
I cried my heart out before him and he heard me
He gave me back the joy of my salvation the; holy spirit

His arms were indeed widely opened
He received me with joy as my life companion
He gave me peace , joy , hope and all I could ever need
My heart was overjoyed for in him I found rest at last

I took a great decision. From that day on; to
Listen to the spirit crying out
He is MY HOPE MY JOY
Make him yours too

It felt almost impossible to reach
A wall too thick to be breached
A kingdom of lies and deceit
A chain of Immorality entangling my feet

I was tormented every single second of my life
The devil in me gave me no joy
All I did over and over again was to strife
But he was too determined; my life to destroy

I was'nt selling anything but felt I needed someone to "di me dwa"
My innocence was torn apart and I gave in my heart
My plate was so full I asked myself " borkor dier "...
I had to console myself in the swinging arms of "adonko"

My life was in the injury time
I was loosing and had no time
I didn't know what else to do;
Either to defend or to strike

I gave in to the lust of the flesh
Feminine exploitation was my main 'ish
I played them like "chaskele" ...
For some it was "Stay ; for you "

Deceit was my favourite reality show...
Every word that proceeded out of
My mouth was fiction and lies
Hatred was my shield against love

My life was in shams
All was stripped away
When it was all about to go down,
I heard a soft voice inside

Child; it whispered ...
Do not trouble nor despair
Your broken soul, I can totally repair
At the sound of these words, I whimpered

It was the voice of the holy spirit .
He said to me child... Find that space !
That Jerico walled space ; child !!
Find it !!! Find it !!!

Fill that space with Me !!!
Set your affections on the things above ...
Not on things of the earth for thou art dead
And your life is hid with christ in God

Alas!!! it dawned on me !! I was reborn
For christ in me was my hope of Glory
For when christ who is my life shall appear ,
Then with him in his glory shall I also appear.

In him, I find life eternal. Praise be to Him
In him, I find true peace and meaning. Glory !!!
He is MY HOPE, MY JOY
Make him yours too !!!