A HEART

A heart Dear Lord,
A Channel,
A corridor filled with Love.
When i do not understand give me a heart,
as dark days and bright days
kiss each other Lord!give me a heart.
When what i want does not come,
all i ask,is for a heart.
When the ones i hold Dear go their
own way,father all i want is
eyes to still see the stars.

As the green leaves turn yellow
All we need is a heart
When betrayal welcomes us at the door,
Lord give us a HEART.
When Joy seems so silent I pray
for a Heart.
Wisdom to know the difference is all I ask for
Let threads of your Love
Sew my heart together...
When adversity kisses my face
All I need is a heart
A heart to carry your Destiny
And a heart to step into your Inheritance.
Dear Lord all we ask for
Is a Heart......

JUST ONE

Just one is great as a whole
One song can spark a moment
One flower can wake the dream
One tree can start a forest
One bird can hearald a spring
One Smile begins a friendship
One handclasp lifts a soul
One star can guide a ship at sea
One word can frame the goal
One vote can change a Nation
One sunbeam lights a room
One candle wipes out darkness
One laugh will conquer gloom
One step must start each Journey
One word must start each Prayer
One hope will raise our spirits
One touch can show you care
One voice can speak with Wisdom
One heart can know what's true
One life can make the difference
You see it's up to you...........


Excerpts not mine......

OUR BOND

Who can understand the bond so inseparable,
confined within the bounds of Love,
A union where God has an Interest.
Minds are shaped through this basic unit.

But what has gone wrong
The baskets of roses have faded away.
Our morals have been sacrificed on the Altar of need.
Broken homes have now become the Fashion
Where has that beautiful family gone?

The progress of our Nation,
Is determined by this bond.
Then what becomes of our land
If the family is characterized by abuse and neglect
Let's all rise to the challenge to
Build our HOMES......

YOU

pregnant regime waiting to unleash,
like claws grips and tears apart
Who can understand it's cunning ways
You stole into our land
Child of the white long legs
At this stage we still crawl
You have scratched us and left us wounded.

Go back to your Habitation,
You have Broken the National Treasury
Left our Nation like a woman's sagging Breast
You have followed us into our homes
And roped our children in a web of Laziness.


It's our time to face you
Just like a cameleon
You change your colours
But we know you.
You are called Corruption......!
We will change your name,
And drive you out.
Our children will make
Jest of you.....

THE WITHIN

We know what happens outside,
look up and see the blue sky,
We can even write a book about it.
We smile into the thingsaround
And receive whispers here and there.
The madwoman sits in the village square
for all to see
But what about the madness within.
The crawling snake in the Green grass
scares the passer by
But what about the one that
Crawls within...


The greatest battle we have to
fight, lies within our hearts.
No longer do we have to carry
Knives,Guns,and Daggers
cause the greatest battle lies within.
The thoughts,desires,passions within need to be checked.
And searched in the eyes of truth.
The tappings within make us who we are
much more than the sight that
kisses the eyes...
The unseen man within speaks volumes.
To pay attention to the whispers within
Is truely noble...

BURIAL

Imagine what you will achieve
If you say to yourself my
yesterdy will not hold me captive.
They can write your past
But he can write your future.
She was from a land that was cursed
she lost all,yet
Ruth took hold of newness and
Graced the lineage of Jesus.
She took a step
and was carried in the arms of Destiny....

Imagine what your life will become
If you let his light kiss your heart,
If shake the dust off your feet and run again..
Imagine what you will become
If you bury the Ghost of yesterday.
Take the wings of the morning
and run again.

Gather yourself together and smile into possibilties.
It's time to bury the ugly background
and move to the frontground.
Imagine what the sun will sing,
If you repackage yourself.
Face the night with courage,
Knowing the morning will come....

ENTANGLED

Just once,and the whole drama begins
webbed like the spiders cobweb.
What we long for and what we should be,
What we hold and what we should give up,
The fire we scoop into our bosom,
begins like a Joke..

Engagements that disengage us from destiny
Lord!Help us
A little here,a little there
And we are trapped...
What we should be runs so far,
because we have settled for less
one careless 10mins and
so much is lost.....


Cuddling sin we become captives
And prisoners in a world that is only ours..
That little thought in the corridor of your mind
Can entangle you.
That little act can birth an Addiction.
When dark secrets are kept
Rescue is needed,
Think before you get involved.

YOUTHFUL HEART

Many wanderings like dancing oceans,
More seems not to be enough,
Questions parading like dancers.
With pressure that seems to strangle....
My youthful heart,oh! my youthful heart
wants to dare,wants to touch.
With little care for the future.
I can seems present but the will faraway
This youthful heart!...

Searching for a place to rest
With hormones that seem to assault the senses
wants to hide many scars but the secret seem to hold captive.
This youthful heart can only find rest in it's maker.
Echoes of wars everywhere
But what about the wars within our youthful heart
This youthful heart can only find peace with God.
The hold of ADDICTION can never satisfy,
more is never enough.
Only in the arms of the Everlasting Father
can meaning be found.
In it's wisdom danced to foolishness
only the WISDOM from above can cause to fly like the Eagles....
Oh God help our youthful heart .....
Searched for love like water,
This heart will find love in the one who is called Love.
This youthful Heart will find it's way in God...
Lord give light to this Heart.....

HIDDEN

Strolling through the streets of life,
Minds rubbing heads racking
Looking for the me hidden in me.
colours of what and how parading
the eyes,
Yet still hidden.
Darkrays by the by-ways and sideways
Much more to show yet still hidden.
Shadows of the past,hurts of today,
Held unto will hide the real man.
Fears that dance around like mockers
Causing to hide within..


Until our lives are hid in christ,
Then we will emerge.
When he sings his love softly to us,
In the secret place,
Then we can dance to the music of destiny.
The scorching sun cannot bite us
If hidden under the shadow of his wings.
If this restless heart is hid in his arms,
The cry of destiny will be heard.
Hide us,hide us,hide us,awesome one
Let this earthly dwelling be possessed by your spirit.
While destiny callsgive us hearts,
as strong as the Rocks.
This heart should hide in the one who
has the blueprint for which we where born.
Hide us,hide us in your shadow.

SERVANTHOOD

The one who hung on the cross
Examplified it,
God in human form yet carried service in his heart
As he stooped to wash
the feet of the disciples..
They called for a hand,
He gave two handss.
They called for a leg,
He gave two legs,
Emptied himself in love....

When the venom of pride has
drained out of the heart,
cause nothing we have is really ours,
We are mere custodians,
Then we can dance to the tune of servanthood.
To extend a hand to another without care of self,
This is where true nobles are made.
Too many scrambling for the frontline,
Few will stand behind the scenes
Where God really has his eyes.


From the corridor of servanthood.
unsung heroes will emerge,
Servants hold the place and cannot
be done without.
Servants will outshine those who sit to stare....

THE THIN LINE

The line between life and death,
The line between yes and No
They line between what we hold
and what we long for.
The bridge between hope and despair
The line between joy and anger,
Those times when our hearts are boiling
with questions,
Lord help us to be strong.

When thoughts of giving up is all that plagues
our heart,
You look yourself in the mirror and you
wonder what you are doing on earth.
When all you want to do is bury your head in the pillow.
When hope seems like a breath away,
When your smile fades behind pain.
You blowup in one split second and
they next minute you are sorry
you did what you did,
At such times know that Jesus feels your pain,
For he walked in our shoes....
When you weep for morning that
Seems so far away
He hears your secret cry..
When the flowers die they blossom again,
A tooth falls and grows again.
The THIN line bridges the gap
Between death and Rebirth....

CALLED

What makes us go all out even when it is not deserved?what makes us do the things we do against all odds,even when it is not mandatory to do it,what makes us sit queitly with each other and yet there is still a message? what makes us talk and yet not get tired?and somehow we still want to keep talking.There are many things that cannot be completely explained such as this,it's really hard especially when you know you have not been the best and yet it still holds you.It puts a queit smile on your face on a windy summer Afternoon and holds the power to transfom.Yes it is really hard to explain,especially when you played no games to get it.Offers you the unseen hand of Acceptance and the unseen stroke of Correction.
Many have tried to pay for it,even schemed and manipulated but it still escaped their grip because it comes in the queitness of simplicity,when it knocks you will know,when it calls you will know,many have tried to explain but it is beyound a mere passing feeling,it's bedrock should be the heart of purity and truth.
What makes you want to run out even at midnight to help if the cry of pain rings the air?

MAMA AND DADA

We look the same,the birth of a Baby Girl probably brings more joy to the mother At least she will have somebody to pass her clothes to and discourse women issues with.But as the years dance around and eventualities play with the mind,the enchantings of the human mind sing around,is hard to understand.Is it a feminine battle,my youthful heart cannot tell.What makes women fight each other and rather tilt towards the male gender my youthful heart still cannot tell.Is there something in women that makes them fight those they love? Or does the passing of time make us take us each other for granted,i still cannot tell.Tiny little steps turn to big girl steps and the details get complicated

NEXT DOOR

So many things to complain about,
The blue sky looks too blue
The smiling sun is too hot,
The singing bird should stop singing
Your legs should have been straigther,
your eyelids smaller,
So many things to complain about.

Have you dared to look next door,
see the man sitting by you
And you will have a reason to be grateful
Grateful that you can see the smiling sun
some can't
If only we could look next door
We will find many things to be grateful for,

Simple things about our lives,
our list of complains will fade away.
Looking next door can leave us speechless with gratitude.
Mosttimes the grass might not be
Greener on the other side,
But green where you are.

NOT DESTROYED

Dark nights calling
with memories that run like deep waters,
soldiers wounded on the battle field,
Too many days untold and many songs unsung
Not destroyed.
Breaths held in anticipation of pain,
but the joy of the Lord is our strength.
Still more paths to forge and maps to draw,
The wounded can still rise again.
My dirty rags hang before my eyes
With memories that pierce the heart
But he can cloth us with the
robe of righteousness.

Every step ushers men and women
into destiny or draws them away from it
As broken pieces of yesterday
pierce the heart
The rivers of his peace can still flow
The heart that knew sin can also know righteousness.
Not destroyed,
His light can sing in our hearts
And turn the darkness to day,
Not destroyed...