EYES ON THE MARK

  Where do I start to mutter these words that have impregnated my belly? How do I find my voice and give expression to my thoughts whose potency is being threatened by agents of death and destruction! I have a thousand and one emotions that have swarmed the doorstep of my heart like a legion of bees! On the one hand, my mind is muddled up with a sense of trepidation and I am distraught for the many homes drowning in the pool of sorrow and despair as a result of the plight of my fatherland. It's 2.45am, and my eyes is clouded with tears about to pour down a storm. I wonder what these madmen and specialists in  the pub of power have done with my fatherland! I ask you this one question, can you feast on these bowl of tears you serve us without remorse? You deceive us with your anthem to " Arise O Compatriots" when you are nothing but Con Parrots.  You deceive us with your anthem to " Arise O Compatriots" when you are nothing but Con Parrots! whose words have no

When I ponder on this season, I am constantly reminded of the reason I was willed into being in the first place. My boast is in Yahweh; the one who creatively designed and made me His masterpiece! He is the one who put an extra in my ordinary and rather than ruminate and wallow in drowsiness, He positioned me for Dominion. Who am I? That Yahweh chose me. He didn't only give me breath, He also placed His mark upon my head! In every changing times and season of life. I'm grateful for the presence of the one who never changes. His presence is the reason I am not absent! It is Him I move, I live and have my being! How do I begin to pay the price? for the innumerable love I enjoy, if I live a thousand years, I can not come close to scratching the surface of appreciation for all He has done. When I was busy drowning in the web of addiction, He pulled me out by the power of His redemption! When I was lost in lusts and immorality, He searched and rescued me, cleansed me and positioned