I am like the ground that contains minerals
Which are expensive.
I am like a groundnut in a shell

My thoughts are covered like an old Indian lady everywhere.
My thinking is beyond the technology of nowadays

The dream I dream shines like the morning star
The vibrant future is as bright as the sun,

Is this profanity?
Perhaps it's the quality of being ******
This is the enthusiasm everyone wishes

But my best is not to be sculptor
What's more imperative in me?
To keep the word of God burning
In the lost souls.

What's in side me
is as wide as Zambezi river
My heart has kept quotes of scriptures
Which it has built me pillars to stand strong.

I am full of words...
full of being proud whenever am not.
Fighting to make my faith to be strong like concrete.
Tick tack
Time click
Still looking for spear salvation

Am no longer feeling like a grease spoon around
But my word sharp like the sword to fight against my enemies for not showing the green lightsWhat's inside me
is roaring like the lion

The foot step I take is as tortoise
So no more Algophobia!
No more Taphophobia!
No more Atychiphobia!
That's what inside me...