Covered from head to toes, in this sinful mud

Weighs more than a thousand tons

Seeking for help, in wrong directions we run 

Drowning in the worlds' dissolution pond

Demons ripping apart our hearts like piranhas in the Amazon

This is their act of pleasure and fun

To make us, selves of the devil, the fictional fraud

Whose tongue is like a frog?

Wrapped around our thoughts

Misconceptions, our mind he would flood

To injected us with his disease of death

Our life he seek to rob

286% of alcohol, I was almost gone

This is my life's testimony to all

Now I worship and sever the true living God

He revived my heart, with His unfailing love

Starched out arms from above

Shepherd staff and rod

Crucified His Son, shaded His Blood

Now I worship the Lord Jesus Christ

Every day, throughout the night, until the break of dawn

Lock and loading the Word of God

Within my heart, sin be gone

It is to Him that I now belong

Holy Spirit lead, fire in my lungs

Making Christ known

Is my life's marathon

Remember when we talked about angels
Under the sunless sky so dark
It was as if we were the only two sparks left in the world?

Do you remember when we wondered
If they took on life just to walk next to us down the street,
Or to sit down next to us when we cry away our pain
Over a lukewarm cup of coffee?

Do you remember how you felt that night
When you laughed with conviction
And wiped tears from your eyes
Because you were absolutely certain
God sent you an angel in disguise?

It is a Thursday
And for the first time she knows right where her heart is,
The exact spot it is in her chest as she feels each heavy thump it makes
Her brother collapses right in front of her
One minute he is talking, the next he is not  
Precipitously
Her heart literally starts pushing its way outta her chest as she makes her way to him
He had just asked her about an episode of the Graham Norton show
No way is she prepared for the next thing she sees,
He descends to the ground in a "tripping over a stone" fashion,
Hitting his big head on the armrest cushioning his way down to the cold tiled floor
He is getting up........*** he is not!!!
He is still, as still as a log and not the sleeping beauty kind
Her Mum,
By her side in split seconds calling his name, pulling him up in a sitting position,
At the same time screamingly beckoning her dad
Her Dad,
with every bit of calmness he could conjure
Joins his wife to pull him up from the ground,
Asking that water be poured on him
She,
Charging from the bathroom like a firefighter with a bucket,
Baths him with water,
He is coming to!!  
Answering the calls of his name as his mum leaves it on REPEAT mode,
Seconds had passed and he had missed it,
Seconds which would have gone by unnoticed like a fly on a wall,
Now will be a memory they will never forget.

©Belema S. Ekine

I deleted all the pictures,
if you can't be here,
I don't want you to linger,
suggesting I deserve more
but you don't deem
me important enough,
suggesting love does not know time,
suggesting love does not make time,
I know the way you are
presenting things is a lie.

The stars loved me before
I became aware of your existence,
before you taught me
an invisible way to die,
and so why would I
want to lock our moments in history
when I know life could tear us apart
because you are not
holding onto my heart?

I could hoard memories of you,
paint the sky in constellations
of your bright eyes,
but how would that be fair to me?
Your love is a lukewarm affirmation,
lacking evidence and testimony,
scarce and rare,
barely there,
and now you understand why I cannot
give you my love as a weapon
you can use to destroy me.

THE CAPTAIN
When I took my first kick,
I knew I will score
I knew the spectators will cheer
the fans will praise.

I can play soccer all I need is
The refree's guide,
the Coach instruction,
the anti-supporters critizms
and the staffs support to soar greater.

The target I will never miss
the flag I will surely lift high
to the fans desire.

My team is the best
I'm the Captain
I'm the focus point.

Lonely heart of mine,
When will you ever be satisfied?
Always looking for the one
but never for Jesus Christ.

Now I am 20 years old,
Lord, I'm sorry it took me so long
You were closer than I'll ever know,
with you my heart has more than enough.

When I was just a little girl,
people used to break my heart
it felt like every word they said
were painful in every single way.

It made me think I was meaningless,
like life's had no sense
but nobody knew how I felt.

One day Jesus found me,
He made me feel like I wasn't an ordinary girl,
restored me in every single way,
Oh Jesus, I'm grateful everyday.

Ever since that day,
God helped me to understand,
those people hearts;
They were in pain.

"Hear me, please" he said,
"Be careful with every word you said,
don't be like them, save your heart,
I've stuff for you prepared."

One thing I know for sure,
Jesus hears you,
heals you,
and saves you.

You've been there when nobody was,
You're the best friend anyone could ever have,
Oh Jesus,
You'll have forever my heart.

    -v

The memories fade
The hurt abate
The scars so deep;
The flecks of red
on walls so white.
Sole testimony to the time.

The knowing smiles
The intoxicated wiles
Lie abandoned in the
dustiest attics of our minds
While here I stand
Outside  myself
Done and dusted
Weaving tales of a distant time

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♥ Catherine