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Adeniran Caleb  Sep 2013
Today
Adeniran Caleb Sep 2013
You are the Best!
You were created with so much care
You were created by the Greatest
For His pleasure and for greatness

It took Him thousands of years
Wonders, kingdoms and wisdom of men
Generations of warriors have shed their blood
Martyrs and Angels have fought your course

And today some decades ago you were born
History was made when the world heard your first call
It knew a Queen was born
A royal and peculia mother of nations

Because of your birth day
Sad faces smile again
Feeble knees rise again
Hopes come alive again

Ayodelemi, so He named you
He ordained you for Goodnews
For signs and wonders, and for Greatness
You're the Best!
Dedicated to my best of friends, Ayodele Idowu
He was joy.

He was not just a baby born on a manger
born of a ****** and a carpenter.

He was joy.

He left His throne
embrace the lowliest of the lowliest
celebrated by shepherds whose identities matter not.

He was joy.

The angels declared, He'll bring goodnews
of which people will be saved from generations to generations and they will be filled with joy.

He was joy.

And an army of Angels exclaimed, "Glory to the Highest!"

Oh, what a joy He hath bring
for He is the Lord and King
His birth, a joy to all
Forever, I'll indeed treasure!
I see a PEN
rising against nations
causing chaos and
bringing peace.
whoever shall wield a pen
will be possess and
filled with extraordinary powers.
men will worship and dance at his(her) feet.
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I see poet-trees
growing even in desert
bringing forth good fruits and
feeding mankind with wisdom.
Men shall **** to taste its juice
and a day without reading a poem shall be like a day without hearing directly from GOD Himself
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Lawyers shall quote poets
to win a case and doctors in the psychiatric ward will prescribe poems three{3} times daily as the best remedy for bipolar disorder.
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Descendants of EVANS
will no longer chase after rich politicians and business men buh for a man with the right ink.
A poem for freedom.
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Poets will be scattered abroad
preaching the Goodnews of poetry..
The world will celebrate em
and many will force themselves to write.
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I don't know when this will happen buh i know it will and when its does, i hope someone finds this post and quote my PROPHESY.
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{c}Joseph.Udo

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