Goliath A National Enemy

For so long we’ve been on that spot

And for so long nothing worthwhile

Has been achieve talkless of get close to conquest

As the army emerges close with grits and guts towards

Goliath a national enemy

That has deprave the land

Accused with so much distractions

Here and there so much to awaits

And yet nothing seems too far to contain

This national onslot ravaging monster

As a nation will have been a fierce battle

Long time ago yet nothing seems to be achieve

As the men of valour of our land are getting tired

Weak to forge ahead in fearless confrontation

And yet nothing tends to achieve in this great  conquest

As garment rent in twain

A confuse noise in the air

Uniform soak in blood

Yet insight nothing is in foresight

In face with the arch enemy of the corruption

That is what is referred here to as

Goliath a national enemy

Until things change and we move from where we aerie now

To that place where we want to be and belong to

Is a long age war that conquest talkless of conquest has never achieved

The land is sick nothing seems working

The citizens has lost it all the faith they have

In the government that was trusted and given mandate

All are looking unto the government but failing to realize

That the government can only do the little they can

In a short period of time

Not as what some of her citizen thinks

It won’t be that fast, easy and quick

Building a solid foundation takes time

We must arise to nation building

We’ve talked for so long

We have seated on the round table for long

We’ve folded our hands saying what can I do? How can I do?

We can make this great nation shine once again by defeating

Goliath the national enemy: corruption a monster

The Mess into Message

You would have lost big time

As you watch right before your eyes

Everything shattered and scattered

All what you’ve work for your life

At just a blink of an eye everything’s gone

You would have fell big time

That you don’t only fall but you fell flat on your back

And the world rushes o’er you and you are alone

Alone to push through life you reach out your hands

No one is there to hold out to you

You embark on a journey

Along the line it got confuse you

As everything becomes too messy

You lose it out and you can’t hold on any longer

Your night is dark the sky is blue void of rain

To you many where disappointed

You were castigated rejected and left out to yourself

As every though is game over the end

They stand aloof to watch from afar

Of what you will become

Friends are gone

They are suppose to be there for in

Because a friend is one who never walk out on you

When the world walks out on

But a true friend stays but not so this time

Family are gone and disappointed in you

And it seems what still holding on to

Since family are gone you were not seen

As an outcast lost and nowhere to be found

Blood sticks together then water but here no at all

Soulmate...lover

Took off when you need him / her most

She left...he left

Now you are alone as the you watch everything unfold

The mess into message

Don’t give up

You got no one now but you got God

Yea God is only one who can turn a mess into a message

Trials...into testimony, pain...into gain is not too late for God to work

Unwept, Unhonoured and Unsung

Three young men with extra ordinary gifts

Were preaching the gospel to multiplied thousands

Across the nation within ten years

Only one of them was still on track for Christ

Graham, Templeton and Clifford

All three came shooting out

Of the starting blocks like rockets

You’ve heard of Billy Graham

So how come you’ve never heard of Chuck Templeton

Or Bron Clifford? Especially when they came out strong in ‘45

Just few years later

Templeton left the ministry to pursue

A career as a radio and television commentator

With newspaper columnist he had decided he was

No longer a believer in Christ in the orthodox sense of term

What about Clifford? By 1954

Clifford had lost his family, his ministry, his health and then...his life

Alcohol and financial irresponsibility had done him in

He wound up leaving his wife and their two Down’s syndrome children

At age 35 this once great preacher died from cirrhosis of liver in a run down motel

In Christian life

Is not how you start that matters

It’s how you finish

Graham made it, Templeton and Clifford didn’t

You may thinking

Those are interesting stories

But they really don’t relate to me

I’m not in full time ministry

Are you a husband? Do you have kids?

If Yes is the answer then you are implicated

Christian husband and fathers are in the ministry full time

The enemy just didn’t want you to realise it

Writing Your Last Write Up

Some day the curtain will be drawn

Someday the music will stop playing

Someday you will see your last sun set

Someday the ink will run dry out of the pen

Someday you fade away like the stars of the morning

That loses their light

In that glorious sun of the day

Thus it will be past from the earth and its toiling

Only remembered by what you have done

With the simple only one life given to you

The day is bright and there is still

Life flowing within that body

But as you go through life

Always remember that life won’t continue this way

One day you lay to dust

To the writers...one day you write your last write up

To poet...someday you we recite your last spoken words

To musicians...someday you will compose and sing your last song

To painter...one day last inspiration on creativity will visit you and you paint

To researcher...time is ticking fast and is coming to the last research work

Come first pause for a minute

And leave the busyness of the activities of time

Going into a secluded place have a moment of relaxation

To think, reflect and recall the years of your mortality

Of what and how you use it...have well or wasted  

Wasted in fruitless venture

Wasted in squandering the whole essence of life

In chasing what shouldn’t be chase

Living for only the body that will die and your soul lives on

Will you die a fool or a wise fellow?

You were created to be someone

That the world we keep on remembering

While you took off dropping mortality for immortality

Irrespective of whom you are pause and consider your later end

The last scene of your life will soon flash at you

The curtain will soon be drawn

The music is about to get the fine stage

The play will soon come to an end

The ink will soon dry and that time you will have succeeded

Writing your last write up...of how will it be when mortality left for immortality