Wednesday, July 24, 2013

NAKED

It was dark
The sun was covered
So I presumed it was dusk
And I gawked at the body naked

The body was light skinned and the face wasn't skinny
Perfect dimples on the cheek, though there were no smiles
In the vitreous humour laid brown iris
That could compel a crowd to follow for over a mile
The hairy eyebrow made it subtle
The nose was placed exactly in the middle
The carefully rounded ears could hear even before one spoke
And just this face alone made my jaw broke
So i took a break and had a bottle of coke

Back in time
I realized the neck was like a vine
The chest was broad and fine
As the abdomen house more packs than mine
I counted, six to be exact, and noticed they were in line
I was marveled at the navel
'Cos it look like precious marble
And the shoulders granted a puzzle
That took time to unravel

The waist line caved downwards from the hip
And vanished below a small piece of cloth that covered the deep
The laps were thick and strong
The knees were intact
The legs were sleek and in form
And the toes connected to the feet
Together with the sole beneath it
Which were at the mercy of the stones in the street
Were just where they belonged

After three hours, the sky cleared
Almost everyone had fled
But i still stood and stared
Then i realized the body glared red
It wasn't the complexion, but blood instead
The hands were stretched by human might
And pivoted to keep them from falling
The laps were close and tight
As one long nail held both legs to curb walking

There and then, i stood still
For I've witnessed on Calvary's hill
The execution of Christ Jesus
On an old rugged cross

T-DZANIE!

ANOTHER SORRY

Late! Late! Late again
But she sat still, next to the window
Watching the rain and enduring her pain
The vacant seat stared at her
Making her look like a teddy bear on a pillow

Her crying tears are falling in her stomach 
Making her uncomfortable amongst her guests
Her short skirt is cut to her hip bone
And her shirt is falling just below her nipples
Showing a gorge between two hilly mountains
If she had stood
you would've realized her back engulfing the vacuum behind

Her red lips a re staining the white glass
Giving her attention among all present
But she said ''Why, i thought we had a date,
''where's he now?''

But just before she would bow her head in disappointment
Her district pastor tapped her saying ''Sister, kronkron......''
''i thought i saw you leading service yesterday''
The ''Ma Ewuradi'' froze her tongue and opened her mouth
To bring out ANOTHER SORRY


T-DZANIE!

ONCE A VIRGIN

My blood has been drained and drank
Yet it flows through my veins
Gushing out through the pores in my stomach
But I smile, I laugh, I enjoy
Living each day in order to die tomorrow
My sickness has been feared long before I was born
I linger in friends’ minds like nuclear bomb
Waiting to explode upon contact
So they go far away, passing where I don’t
Those I used to hug now give me a wave
And those I used to shake have now given me a break
I live in my own paradise
Talking to the only man I see in the mirror, myself

Ten years later, my skin grew to shrink
And my bones grew fat
They were too fat that I thought I’d eaten too much calcium
My presence everywhere was known
Before I could enter into anyone’s abode
Sometimes I thought they heard the crackling of my bones
Like the clashing of stones
Or perhaps like the noise heard when a new king is being enthroned
So I swallow myself in my cloth
And walk in the dark shadows of the night
I managed to hide from everyone but myself
As a scar now hung loose on my brain

They call it the Human Immuno Virus
But to me it’s the Hatred Inducing Virus
It is stuck to my head like an octopus
Giving me attention everywhere like Rick Ross
So I prayed to God, as if He was the cause
To deliver me from this sickness which is now my boss?
Now I can see my grave in my mind’s eye
Filled with skeletal bones and no maggots to feed on my flesh
For they are hunting my physical thirst
Shrinking one litre per day
Aaagggyyeeeiiiiii!!!! Ewuradi mewu!!!!!!!

If only I had a second chance
To redirect my life in the Almighty’s hands
I’ll surely do it at once
For it was a onetime interaction
That has brought me to this awful conclusion
Indeed abstinence is the best choice
You can only live long if you love life…..AIDS IS REAL!

T-DZANIE!

CHRISTMAS

It's the season of His birth
yet a king sort His death
some wise men knew His worth
so the went out in search

In a manger he was found
surrounded with grace that now abound
so with their knees on the ground
they worshiped the Savior with a sound

so with that smile on Mary
i pray your Christmas is merry
as you enjoy this season of giving
MERRY CHRISTMAS


T-DZANIE!

IN TIME

held by love's compassion
assured of no dejection
given total sanctification
and granted total restoration
delivered from damnation
having entire liberation
from sin and all its implications
awaiting his manifestation
to receive glorification
but not condemnation
after judging of the nations
so with the bible as a tuition
and prayer as a foundation

i am reaching for the conclusion                                 to be congratulated after completion
                                                                         upon his second visitation

                                                        T-DZANIE!

HELLO

like passion or fashion
call it destruction
but the heart has a new formation
since meeting you at the inception
i guess there'll be no retrogression
in our fruitful compaction
which has created a solution
for your total salvation
which was revelation
being brought to a perfect conclusion
even before time was auctioned.
My name is JESUS, stay blessed.

T-DZANIE!

RECUPERATING

like poison from a viper 
it got stained stained to my system 
i didn't realize i was breaking 
but with the taunts of a memory 
i knew it was the salt in the water 
but the chains held me bound 
dragging me like a loaf of bread 
bouncing like the kangaroo 
i couldn't anchor the ground 
my feet couldn't clasp
they were too dry to hold
too wet to clinch
thinking i could control things
issues rather turned me
left from right then right from left
like a door knob made of straw
then there was reasoning moment
''i couldn't carry my own luggage''
with a hint from within
i knew i needed HIM
THE HOLY SPIRIT


T-DZANIE!

TEMPORAL BEAUTY

her perfume like frozen breeze that never goes off my nose
her footprints like permanent marker that can't fade
her soft skin that sinks to my touch....
and her voice beyond the sweetest of Celendione
but to think about it
it will last only for today 
and tommorrow it will be the story of old
for it is just her temporal beauty....that i can see
but not the beauty of Christ that resides in me

T-DZANIE!

EACH DAY

hey! its a glorious day again
yet our pretty faces are still the same
but with constant fellowship with the One who is Main
our inner man is renewed each day without a blame
glory to the Lamb who was slain
that we're now a new creation without a stain
and though the world calls us insane
we work to attain eternity but not in vain
with Christ the picture to portray.

T-DZANIE!

Tuesday, July 9, 2013

A PSALM NOT BY DAVID

Lurking in the dark shadows of bright times
my thirst tamed my mind
making me a slave to destruction
yet the drops of light granted me some flactuation

My vision was blur in daylight
as my skin evaporated like smoke
so i found comfort in the night
to brood my vampire instinct

My incisicors grew long and strong
giving me accuracy with piercing the victim i hold prey
suckling and sucking the blood that flows away
as i watch the life in it fade away

Now my bones have grown stronger with this red liquid
leaving no space for my skin to gather some lipid
i have shrunk two times than before, in fact, i am very vivid
as reality now dawns on me upon reaching my limit

The blood i'm sucking now tastes sour
and it's making me bleed to death
yet an addiction has made me travel far
blinding my judgement of worth

May the Redeeming Hand pull me from this fallen pit
and set me aright with the Standard i know
before the sun rises on it's day
and melt me into ashes, behind my stained glass window