Upon the waters she sits
With a golden chalice of wine she sits
She’s Nimrod’s first daughter, a disguised folly.
Upon the waters she sits.

In Purple and Scarlet, her colours, she sits
She is a royal harness
A High-profile Princess
Upon the waters she sits

Like a river goddess she sits
On a wild beast so deadly
Seven horns, blaspheme is its name.
Upon the waters she sits.

Upon the nations she sits
And the church is blind as she sits
Like a tribe’s witch doctor
Her charms have destroyed my Priests
Upon the waters she sits

She’s Jezebel’s daughter, Ashtheroth’s own baby
Babylon the great, she sits
Luring Kings of the earth to her bed, Patting their backs
Preparing for their necks, a stabbing knife
But she still sits. In power.

In the church, she sits
Preaching from the pulpit, she sits
Against every authority, she rebels
But she still sits.
And have made my people drunk, she sits
Having fornicated with Kings, she still sits.

Throw her down. Rebuild the desolate places.
Time is come for the Ecclesia
The Glorious bride, to be unveiled.
Babylon the great is fallen, said I, THE LORD.

Life is in itself an irony
A cry sometimes could be a source of joy
For it could be the heralding of a baby girl or boy

Life is in itself an irony
The child strays off to his own hurt
But the mother watches keenly
For she knows pain may sometimes be the guide for him to mature

Life is in itself an irony
Though the stage is set and all is perfect
She would never have made it as the celebrated celebrity
Had she not put things once important to her to utter neglect
The gloom of her story built the foundation for her glory

Life is in itself an irony
The laws we set to bring us peace
Now fuels our lust for war and rivalry Continue reading →

We all have been given a blank page
Presented before us is an open stage
The microphone, the glamour, the frenzy all for the taking
Today more than any we have so much been given

The first day of the year oh so special
A day like no other you can’t afford to be superficial
Once the clock ticked twelve to announce a new dawn
We all celebrated for a new year was born

You made it through I’m so glad you did
For by mortal strength none would have this year seen
So before you delve into the uncharted course the years presents
Take a while and appreciate HIS excellency, GOD, the author of time and essence

We all have been given a blank page
Presented before us is an open stage
But before the taking, a choice before is set
And like any other day its a simple one of Life or Death

So I’d rather you chose life friend
‘Cos the days before us holds the most amazing moments without end
Hey, buckle up tight!
This ride is sure going to leave a definite mark in your life

The seconds ever so earnest are already ticking away
Sooner than later would follow the days, weeks, twelve months, a year
Yes this new year would have shifted for yet another
But the opportunities, possibilities used and ignored would forever stay in its borders

We all have been given a blank page
Presented before us is an open stage
If history is going to make a fine read, then be careful what you write in chapter 2015
Fresh and ready is the year however know this: Greater works than these is HIS scheme

Grace be multiplied unto you
John 14:12

I really cannot calculate how long this has tarried;

In my lonely wilderness, I have stayed until I have become weary;

Everything appeared as a mirage, but this pain was the only thing real;

Even these holy messengers helped mess up my head because they just preached without caring how I feel;

So after their amens, I return to my confused spot, my peace was still;

 

All I desired and pursued was what brought me closer to death;

I ran my life like a 100m dash athlete, always left gasping for breath;

Shoes, cars, money, sex, clothes, friends; my search was all to one intent;

To fill my emptiness, but in the end all Israel oh! To your tent;

I was left to carry this overload like attempting to store a 4gig file in a 2gig flash;

Flesh and spirit within me always had this constant clash;

But these titans’ fight only left me with so much fever I literally looked warm; my very life was going dead;

So living became like water in a mud pot heavy on my head;

 

Then I gave up,

I mean I looked up and beheld grace; he got me instantly pregnant;

I though it a burden for my already sorry state, but it caused a flow in my peace that has been stagnant;

But He took me through this course and His Love uncloaked my sinful cloak;

And all of a sudden, my heavy pot of water broke;

IT WAS A TOTAL DELIVERY! I WAS BORN AGAIN!

The good shepherd stopped my straying in madness, and drove me into His flock sane;

That is why I am still born anew everyday and to His glory, I have never been the same;

It is not a matter of what you have done, what you are doing or what you will have to do;

Grace has completely set me free; accept Christ and it could be your story too.