Divine help is what I enjoy. Great grace is all I see all day long.Lady Nancy
Take me back to Gwags;
Let me remake the lags and crags that tripped me forward into UNN.
I thought myself a goner, no Arsenal, and yet I won the war with a few good men.
Barely two years into
UNN my issues
Pointed me to people
Who would grow me into
Feet that would fill great shoes
Burst ma brain, no pimples
I ran into you people
Now I’m pretty grateful
So if you take me back to Gwags
I won’t need the swag
That once was a must-have
No, right now, I have Christ
That sure peace I roll on
That faith is my profession
Tertiary choices once lay ahead of me
A barrier between
the now then and this
I chose first indeed
But God will have his
Abrahaming through lands,
I was my own Isaac – the Son was in the Man
God asked for my sacrifice
I kept dodging all his eyes
I thought that I was wise
Arguing through all his whys
But let me remake
The crags and lags that made
me trip into UNN
Let’s see what happened then…
The Niel Quchi
When I was born
I knew not love begot me
Though I journey through life
Unsatisfied even as I live
Until I journeyed a great distance
I came to the cross
Love change my story
No need to say goodbye or sorry
With fitful glimmer burnt my flesh
His Flame of love consume me
Jolted within me as a sweet
And holy madness
Flowed from my lips
Like a molten gold
My heart fit to break
For the Sinner’s sake
That in this state Christ died for
Even as Love seeks
Can’t be quiet have become lovesick.
Your heart beats a melody
The world rejoices in novelty
You are here by another’s will
The Word is how you navigate this
You must be thirsty.
What drink would you love?
Water of life is always a great choice!
We live in the feelings of these little choices.
Live by choice.
Leave by choice
Regrets and bitterness in past 31
Lift by choice
Your spirits heights above where Jews lie
Can be lost in this wind so hold tight
Newness is your guest today
Make the best of it
When you can and can’t
You deserve presence,
Gift yourself the present of you
Now is a good time to live.
So dance, teach time to
Breathe, see, listen and feel
Make it wait on you.
Let your hair down
You’ve come this far
This is not destination
But home is where you are
The moon takes us through another 31
Begin by breath.
Exhale the stress, excess, excuses.
Inhale the miracle of your heart beating hard.
The journey of a thousand miles
The expectation of many lives
This is reset if you don’t clone it
Welcome to another opportunity
Continue by Sight.
Lashes up and it’s a new day!
We are always at the start of things
And it’s okay.
And now that I have you here,
Can you hear?
Can we sit and lock hearts?
Rest a while on my chest
I will do same.
We are simply different patterns from a cloth.
Our roads have led us here.
Let’s celebrate this beautiful silence.
I have heard great people speak
Thank God someone kept a record of their speeches
I have listened to how their words string
And they never miss to take a pause and think
It is not a lack of words I hear
For their capacity have never been one to yield
Yet with the abundance of words to wield
They take a pause to care for what they speak
The way they hide years between their words
Tells me there is no rush to prove my worth
Tis better to have never uttered a word
If you would regret it because you didn’t take a pause
As the antelope flees from the hunters gunpowder
As the boat drowns by the sea’s power
As the smokers eye fillls at the opium hour
Fire softens the beans for all devourers
Heat is what we produce to roast our beef at the tower
Looking down from great heights we don’t cower
Like the petals of a flower
Like lift from a stranger
We are helped and protected in dark and trying hours
Call it showers
We bask in the blessings of the Father
Safely hinged and bowered
To a God who has granted us dominion and power
Take a bite of this apple
I am not forbidden
Let my hours be ours
Let my seconds be second
only to yours
because I put you first
Adam this revelation
Be the Eve to a great Exodus
I apologize, I repent
Let me speak plain
Rather than mountain pressure
over your understanding
Don’t be afraid to take me for granted
Because I am a request granted
that you would learn to make
I am Spirit in the throat of Numbers;
numbers judges couldn’t chronicle
I am the acts of a trillion apostles
Roam and come forth
Jew’d or heathen
Eat, drink; I am… yours faithfully.