Poem

WOULD JESUS BE PLEASED?

Your voice was drowned out by the screams of the congregation‘This was how it was meant to be’, your anointing has paved way, the crowds are screamingTongues were blasting,tears were fallingThis is what we are talking aboutAll of it are…

Poem

A world full of wrinklesScars bold as a printsMinds full of selfThe length of our noseShows how far it is Wallowing in dirtOblivious of the stenchChasing after nothingGrasping the air ‘Unholy’, ‘Filthy’ they cussed‘Irukan ni wa’, i shouted backWe are…