FOR EVERY JOURNEY.

There is a price to pay
And there is a prize to be won
Life will take you on a roller coaster
Just like the costa biscuit we eat
Sweet moment will come and better moment too.

Every journey there is a lesson to learn
Some moment will come tearing you apart
That teary tears will spring out from your eyes
From the pain of human's betrayal
With unfine fake affection of show of love.

Life will bring beautiful people into our life
And when we are having our moment
With this beautiful people life sends a short memo
Boom life took them away from us
Leaving us with heart break as life serves us breakfast.

Life journey happens when at the least
Will prepared for it not enough though
Life will just happen that way and life goes on
Some times on the mountain and other deep in the valley
But no matter where life got us at.

Let's embrace life's journey
And flow with it 'cos life
Moment will matters when every moment
Matters so much to us on
Life's journey moment...for every journey.

COMMERCIALIZING THE GOSPEL.

There so much trending out
About the Gospel music
One that concerns the Gospel Artist
Of commercializing their God given gift
For self motivated gain.

In this wind flying around
Is not only the Gospel Ministers
That are caught in this winds of
Commercializing the Gospel music
Even the so called pastors and churches.

Are found big time wanting
In the weighed and found wanting scenario
Every church knows how to make money
In the name of sustaining the ministry
Which is the day to day running of the church.

These activities of sustaining the church
The means are gotten from several means medium
From selling of church publication
To selling of one special items
From the water, to clothing and the list is on and on.

So before you castigate the Gospel Artist
Take deep inward look into the church itself
The men and women of God its founder
Of the same church infact everything about
The Gospel these is commercialize God save the church.

THE REBIRTH OF A NEW NATION.

The dawn breaks with echoes of hope unseen
A people once lost now rise from within
The church stands firm a guiding light
Whispers of faith ignite the fight
A nation reborn from shadows of sin.
 
Voices unite in a solemn call
Chains of the past begin to fall
A sacred fire burns bright anew
With prayers as seeds in morning dew
The land awakens to purpose all.
 
Hands are lifted hearts renewed
The gospel spreads the truth pursued
Love and justice side by side
No more darkness no more pride
A kingdom vision long subdued.
 
The church a beacon bold and true
Restoring hope with light in view
No weary soul shall walk alone
For grace and mercy make us one
A nation built on faith so new.
 
The journey starts the work is here
A sacred task so pure so clear
With every step the future bright
The church stands firm the guiding light
The rebirth of a land so dear.

SUNRISE TO SUNSET.

Just like a soft piano
Played by the pianist
On the keys of the keyboard
Each sounds so loud and hard of
Saturating the whole room.

That is how the early
The beginning of one’s life is
We come into this life
At the peak of our life
Radiating nothing but life so full to its fullest.

Our life moment was so good
That life is so beautiful at its starts
Little did we know that someday
The sunrise of our life we slide into
The sunset of our life when life is o’er.

And the curtain is drawn
The movie of our life comes to an end
As the music is placed on a period
The melodies cease to come forth
From the beautiful keys of the keyboard.

That produces the sounds of life
So sweet and smoothen the soul and mind
What a dawn from its sunrise to sunset
Our life becomes like a string that fades away
From the beautiful sounds of the keyboard.

When strikes by the keyboardist
As each key drops it sounds
Begins to fade away just like
The ear never heard of the sound anymore
Life is gone out of our bodies.

As the sunset is gone with the wind
And the sunrise of our life suddenly appear
After all has been said and done
Death comes calling at a time when the least expected
We move from the sunrise of our life into the sunset of life itself.

AI AND THE CREATIVE INDUSTRY.

In a world where technology
Is fast rising and everything
Is happening so fast
With just a code and dreams become unseen
Waving new words on a digital screen.

A silent muse it is in a human machine
Guiding the creative hands
Where art has been with just
A spark of thoughts in fields serene
It molds the words in rhythmic flow.

Each voids of the creative touch
Of a real human touch from the creative mindset
As tales untold begins to grow
Echoing voices soft yet bold
Where stories dace and ideals glow.

What a pity creative is murdered
A digital heart with beats so untrue
Human lost touch of creative intellect
Blending the past and something anew
A symphony no hands confine.