tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45300364184965118102011-12-14T23:57:48.676-08:00House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.comBlogger321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-76269819017516380342011-12-14T23:50:00.000-08:002011-12-14T23:57:48.683-08:00<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >Babes, lookin’ into your eyes</span></i></span></div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="text-align: left;">Again I’m saying that I love you.</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="text-align: left;">The Lord has kept us sweet through 7 whole years,</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="text-align: left;">And each day I still want to fall in love afresh with you.</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="text-align: left;">Though through many nights, to heaven, we’ve both shed a few tears,</div></span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="text-align: left;line-height: 14px; ">But by holding each other’s hand, our walk to destiny remains steady.</div><div style="text-align: left;line-height: 14px; ">You bring the best out of me, baby, and everyone knows that already,</div><div style="text-align: left;line-height: 14px; ">But the best part is: knowing my flaws, yet you stood by me from the start;</div><div style="text-align: left;line-height: 14px; ">That makes your beauty a masterpiece I love to frame in my heart.</div><div style="text-align: left;line-height: 14px; ">Feelin’ each moment like a king for 7 whole years,</div><div style="text-align: left;line-height: 14px; ">Much unlike Jacob on a love mission in tears,</div><div style="text-align: left;line-height: 14px; ">For God’s favor makes our union phenomenal, </div><div style="text-align: left;line-height: 14px; ">Beyond every earthly sense;</div><div style="text-align: left;line-height: 14px; ">And phenomenally, </div><div style="text-align: left;line-height: 14px; ">The best part of our love story is just about to commence...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; ">Happy Anniversary!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; ">~Uche</span></div></span></span></i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-7626981901751638034?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-12521196943792170832010-11-27T12:20:00.000-08:002011-04-29T12:49:44.195-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&quot;type&quot;:&quot;msg&quot;}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;"></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-outline-level:6"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; color: black; "><br />How can I make this time of telling special<br />When I tell you that I love you every day?<br />How can I tell you that you are my angel<br />When you know you are my angel anyway?<br />I love you more on this special day,<br />Than on the day we married, 6 years ago.<br /><br />Together we’ve been through thick and thin<br />But like a tree each year in height and girth,<br />Our love has grown immense and strong.<br />Now each time our eyes join instead of meet,<br />It's as though the lights of stars and sun<br />Join in us, a burst so bright and sweet,<br />And a reminder of God’s love toward us.<br /><br />And so as poetry it flows from me to you<br />That in your heart all my love imbue...<br /><br />Happy Anniversary my Boo!!!</span></i><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; color: black; "><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" > <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-outline-level:6"><i><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; color: black; ">~Uche</span></i><span style="font-size: 3.5pt; line-height: 150%; color: black; "><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%"><span style="font-size: 7pt; line-height: 150%; "><o:p> </o:p></span></p></span><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 150%; "><span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 150%; "><o:p> </o:p></span></p></i></span></span></h6><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-1252119694379217083?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-34535047904566881682009-12-31T10:32:00.000-08:002010-01-01T11:16:05.718-08:00<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i><br /></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">Solitude is colored dark by many men,<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">But my spirit shines in those dark moments<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">That sparkle with my choice of God’s praise;<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">The essence of my joy, my stay of peace<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">Bedecks me in garments that eradicate my tears<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">And delightfully sheds my fears.<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia"><o:p> </o:p></font></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i><br /></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">In my solitude, I have beheld Your beauty<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">In the glimmer of sunrise, the radiance of sunset<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">The glistening drops of dew on green foliage<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">And the flight of rain drops in the sun,<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">Even the rainbow blushes at my quiet gaze;<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">My gaze of wonder; am amazed as I ponder.<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia"><o:p> </o:p></font></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i><br /></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">In my solitude, I hear the fish rejoice in muted voices<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">And the trees clap their hands in green ovation<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">Every creature drawing from You their soul’s satisfaction;<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">I am your sheep and Your voice is best heard in my silence,<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">My weakness reveals Your strength, in patience I wait,<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">Alone in obedience my heart is all ears…<o:p></o:p></font></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia"><o:p> </o:p></font></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i><br /></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"><font face="Georgia">~Uche<o:p></o:p></font></i></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-3453504790456688168?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-2851220269168097802009-12-31T10:17:00.000-08:002010-01-01T09:28:48.362-08:00<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Goudy Old Style';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'Goudy Old Style';font-size:23px;">Hey you, wake up to a brand new day,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">New mercies are here,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">Happy new year and happy new you!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Goudy Old Style';font-size:6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:23px;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">Rise up, rise up and shake off<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">The yesteryears’ dust,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">Happy new year and happy new you!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Goudy Old Style';font-size:6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:23px;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">Do you hear the new sound of hope<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">Thumpin’ at your soul’s door?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">Happy new year and happy new you!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Goudy Old Style';font-size:6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:23px;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">Strengthen weak hands and feeble knees;<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">And march into new boundaries,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">Happy new year and happy new you!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">On the threshold of a new age<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">Recognize you’re the essence of heaven here and say:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">Happy new year and happy new you!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Goudy Old Style';font-size:6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:23px;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">Happy new year and happy new you<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">Means in all you do stay joyful and true!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;">~Uche<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:17.0pt; mso-bidi-Goudy Old Style&quot;font-family:&quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-size:15.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-285122026916809780?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-18530979052406122172009-12-20T04:20:00.000-08:002011-04-29T11:48:57.744-07:00<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">O</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">molola is the angel I love to hold in my arms.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">M</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">ore like a virtuous sprite she stays her man.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">O</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">h, how selfless is her array of excellence.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">L</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">oves to live by serving that herself be sustained.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">O</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">verall, she’s anchored in life by a love unrestrained.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">L</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">et me secretly watch you dance in style and grace;</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">A</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">n angel whose wisdom is one of her best charms.</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">-uche</span></span><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-1853097905240612217?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-58775623319123516812009-11-27T12:39:00.000-08:002011-04-29T13:41:12.639-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><i><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><br /></span></div>As I sit here musing underneath the night sky,<br />Watching sea water splash to make beach sand shine.<br />I'm reminded of the beautiful flashes of your smile;<br /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; ">Just before we got married and you became my bride.<br />You became my sweetest experience, my treasure, my pride.<br />Who else but you could have matched me on this old lover's venture?<br />Just you and me rollin' on life's train of adventures...<br />Dum ditty ditty dum, my heart is a song of love for us to tango<br />And words may demean the very beats of my heart's drum,<br />Pounding eternally and watching your heart respond:<br />It's our 5th Anniversary love ballad,<br />So dance on like my private ballerina....<br />Let me secretly watch you dance to our life's tunes;<br />Let me be happy in your joy too;<br />As we remain thankful to the Lord's hands<br />Who forever strums the beautiful melodies we both enjoy<br />On our life's eternal dance:<br />We rejoice!</span></i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><i><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><i><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; ">Happy Anniversary my Boo!<br /><br />~~~Uche</span></i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-5877562331912351681?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-15142051483071711132009-11-12T11:24:00.000-08:002010-01-01T09:29:32.781-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: left;font-size:11px;"><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&quot;type&quot;:&quot;msg&quot;}" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: normal;font-size:13px;"><br /></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&quot;type&quot;:&quot;msg&quot;}" size="13px" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: normal;"><span class="UIStory_Message"><div id="id_4afc60e86957204a724e5" class="text_exposed_root text_exposed" style="display: inline;">On the touch of His beautiful hands I rose...<br /><br />When my journey began with one feeble step of faith,<br />And all my weaknesses gazed at me with those beady eyes.<br /><br />On the wings of His beautiful love I leapt...<br /><br />Even when tens of thousands draw up against me like sand,<br />I shall not fear for the Lord sustains me wi<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">th His hands.<br /><br />On the wings of His beautiful light I fly...<br /><br />Let the light of your face upon me shine,<br />And fill my heart with joy like new wine.<br /><br />On the wings of His beautiful night I'm kept...<br /><br />Knowing the king of peace dwells within my heart,<br />Dispels my fears and shields me from enemy darts.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><br />On the wings of His glorious victory I soar...<br /><br />~uche<br /></span></div></span></h3></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-1514205148307171113?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-16988394939984056672009-10-12T11:29:00.000-07:002010-01-01T09:31:17.064-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: left;font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;" ><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&quot;type&quot;:&quot;msg&quot;}" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: normal;font-size:13px;"><br /></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&quot;type&quot;:&quot;msg&quot;}" size="13px" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: normal;"><span class="UIStory_Message"><div id="id_4afc61f96fecc4361587941" class="text_exposed_root text_exposed" style="display: inline;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Lord, You are mighty in every nation!<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Let Your manifold wisdom unfold in every generation.</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="Apple-converted-space" ><br /></span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >In the quietness of my spirit,<br />I sense Your loving delight in the children of men</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" ><br />Such divinity in the midst of mere humanity - You amaze me!<br />You </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >reveal Your majesty in the works of Your han</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >ds.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" ><br />Your sovereignty is in the heavens and on the earth - yet,<br />You are</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" > not afraid to live in the hearts of the little men who killed You;</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="Apple-converted-space" ><br /></span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >For little did they know that Your love is Your greatest strength</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Which manifests in our weakest weaknesses.</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="Apple-converted-space" > </span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" ><br />And You seek to show Your wisdom in the worldly foolishness of men;</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" ><br />That they who are wise in their own eyes may see their own jolly good folly!</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" ><br />Oh, that the hearts of men shall be lifted up to You alone,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >And let all creation testify that the LORD God Almighty is one,</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="Apple-converted-space" ><br /></span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Through the sacrifice of Jesus Christ, Your blessed son!<br /><br />~uche<br /></span></span></div></span></h3></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-1698839493998405667?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-71574636830219110742008-11-27T23:09:00.000-08:002008-11-28T00:47:02.402-08:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; line-height: 23px; font-family:'Bell MT';font-size:20px;">There is an experience of timelessness</span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="font-size:15.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height:115%;Bell MT&quot;;mso-ansi-language:YOfont-family:&quot;;font-size:11.0pt;">Such as no watch can comprehend,<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="font-size:15.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height:115%;Bell MT&quot;;mso-ansi-language:YOfont-family:&quot;;font-size:11.0pt;">Still...<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="font-size:15.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height:115%;Bell MT&quot;;mso-ansi-language:YOfont-family:&quot;;font-size:11.0pt;">There is an experience of loveliness<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="font-size:15.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height:115%;Bell MT&quot;;mso-ansi-language:YOfont-family:&quot;;font-size:11.0pt;">Such as no beauty can express,<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="font-size:15.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height:115%;Bell MT&quot;;mso-ansi-language:YOfont-family:&quot;;font-size:11.0pt;">Still...<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="font-size:15.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height:115%;Bell MT&quot;;mso-ansi-language:YOfont-family:&quot;;font-size:11.0pt;">There is an experience of wholesomeness<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="font-size:15.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height:115%;Bell MT&quot;;mso-ansi-language:YOfont-family:&quot;;font-size:11.0pt;">Such as no pleasure can measure,<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="font-size:15.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height:115%;Bell MT&quot;;mso-ansi-language:YOfont-family:&quot;;font-size:11.0pt;">Still...<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="font-size:15.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height:115%;Bell MT&quot;;mso-ansi-language:YOfont-family:&quot;;font-size:11.0pt;">There is an experience of righteousness<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="font-size:15.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height:115%;Bell MT&quot;;mso-ansi-language:YOfont-family:&quot;;font-size:11.0pt;">Such as no law can represent,<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="font-size:15.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height:115%;Bell MT&quot;;mso-ansi-language:YOfont-family:&quot;;font-size:11.0pt;">Still...<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="font-size:15.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height:115%;Bell MT&quot;;mso-ansi-language:YOfont-family:&quot;;font-size:11.0pt;">In moments like this, in His presence,<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="font-size:15.0pt;mso-bidi-line-height:115%;Bell MT&quot;;mso-ansi-language:YOfont-family:&quot;;font-size:11.0pt;">I rejoice.<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 20px; font-style: italic;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 20px; font-style: italic;">-Uche</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-7157463683021911074?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-46935990632327130392008-11-21T23:17:00.001-08:002008-11-21T23:28:07.235-08:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There where we stand as fools for His wisdom’s sake,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There I stand.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There where we are weak for His strength’s sake,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There I stand.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There where we are dishonoured for His being distinguished’s sake,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There I stand.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There where we are hungry and thirsty for His righteousness’ sake,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There I stand.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There where we are naked, and beaten, and homeless for His kingdom’s sake,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There I stand.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There where we labour, working with our hands for His gospel’s sake,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There I stand.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There where we being reviled, we bless for His name’s sake,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There I stand.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There where we being persecuted, we endure for His glory’s sake,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There I stand.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There where we being defamed, we entreat for His goodness’s sake,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There I stand.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There where we have been made as the filth of the world, the offscouring of all things for His joy’s sake,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There I stand.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Until now... </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">uche</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language:YO"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></o:p></span></i></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-4693599063232713039?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-58999172261634773702008-09-05T08:08:00.000-07:002008-09-04T05:27:46.114-07:00<em>Earth wonder’s beneath the night sky.<br />An exegesis she succumbs to<br />Cracks the shell of her conscience.<br /><br />There is a whirling of inchoate obsessions<br />At earth’s loss; distraught<br />Without reason,<br />This hand shrivels the womb of human enterprise.<br /><br />Cold night, alone;<br />In this silence the best noise is heard.<br />Before I wept.<br /><br />Vermin at arm’s length nowadays;<br />A shadow of faceless hands, outstretched<br />To redeem their lust offering.<br />Unsexed and drenched in the heat of retribution,<br />The gunmen now bare their fangs at every corner.<br /><br />I trust that this stillbirth of eternal human lesson<br />Keeps a contrary pace with the wisdom of the Ancient of Days.<br />Thus provoked, flesh hunger for more flesh<br />With very little time to spare;<br />Thus, confining the fat breasted Love in little cans of unwisdom…<br /><br />And a host of other things.<br />Even my uniformed friends<br />With a history of training sessions;<br />Wanton corruption has brought more guns to bear<br />On the humble bus driver.<br /><br />As we continue to refuse by choice<br />To be what we all ought to be,<br />Truth is served on a plate of strong iron<br />Then that mouth-watering diet of lies in elegant casserole.<br /><br />…The devouring flesh of a wanton polity<br />Deliberately feeds on the latter, nourishing their pride<br />As they are rocked to sleep in Ekwensu’s chair…<br /><br />Death begets a quiver full of deaths<br />In dearth of the Great Spirit One.<br />Who dares propel His earthen vessels toward life’s purpose?<br /><br />Necessity invents that we must hunger<br />In one accord for that light which shines<br />(With healing in its rays),<br />The most in these dark and darker times.<br />-uche</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-5899917226163477370?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-32259948787791586652008-09-04T04:22:00.001-07:002008-09-04T05:49:14.940-07:00<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">S</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">ee how cheerfully you smile in gold yellow,</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">U</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">nkenneling your ability to represent my sun.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">N</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">ow, having taught my sunshine to mellow,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">F</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">riend of mine, you have become without a thorn.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">L</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">et your fragrant oil soothe my heart’s ache,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">O</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">n the day, your bloom devours my life’s burden.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">W</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">hy does your golden tear drop at dawn when I awake?</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">E</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">xalt the hands that planted you in my heart’s garden.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">R</span></span></span></b><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">adiant bloom of beauty! How you blossom in life’s meadows.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="Comic Sans MS&quot;font-family:&quot;;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">-uche</span></span><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-3225994878779158665?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-75802916625167466012008-09-04T04:20:00.001-07:002008-09-04T04:20:50.545-07:00<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 21px; ">Oh, the joys</span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">The pain<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">The cane that moulded me<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">The hands that held me<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">The strong words that taught me<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">And those toys you bought for me<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">Oh, the joys<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">The cares<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">Through my school-boy years<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">All for me your tears<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">Washed my future fears<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">In my heart your love remains dear<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">O! Papa<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">Your love is yoked to my soul<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">Through my days, in candour<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">You dwell secure in my heart’s parlour<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">I carry you wherever I sojourn<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">You have become my integrity and great honour.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">-uche<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-7580291662516746601?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-25344082332046871142008-09-04T03:50:00.000-07:002008-09-04T04:03:14.463-07:00<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 21px; ">You held me in your arms</span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">And I was a painter<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">You carried me in your bosom<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">And made me a star<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">Your tender words to your child<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">Shaped my poet’s mind<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">At birth, you stole my heart<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">Oh, how I need now your sweet breast<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">For they nourish my soul<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">With milk for my life’s nurture<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">What you placed in me, mama<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">With your corrective touch<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">Shall never die through my days<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">That is why I carry you wherever I go<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">I could never let you down<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">I seek to build a fortune<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">Of love everlasting between you and me<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">Your love is a carriage to my soul<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">Through my days<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">You dwell secure in my heart<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">Take these hands of mine<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">And shed no tears,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">For a blessed woman indeed you are.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;">-uche<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-2534408233204687114?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-71313256090384423472008-03-05T08:02:00.000-08:002008-09-04T04:58:27.051-07:00<em>The fat bellied baboons are still dancing in small circles, and chanting<br />To the rhythmic crescendo of the impecuniousness of the green monkeys.<br />The wailing of the hoi polloi has deliberately swollen the bellies of the head tortoises.<br />An ever-readiness of a tyranny of choices;<br />Civically pilfering the best part of their own people in euphemisms.<br />I laugh at the repertoire of their ploy, and their agile skanking,<br />Unearthed by their own embellished unwisdom to fall into a disposition of angst.<br /><br />I am hunted by the ghost of my childhood in nostalgia<br />Like a mouth-watering dish of amnesia.<br />When the spoil of their oil boom rolled their nation to a mental inertia.<br />Yet, the headship still thread on the same roads their forefathers travelled;<br />Now they are even uprooting the sign posts to their children’s future.<br />Even as they hold a candle to the shame of their malicious mischief<br />In the frenzy of their dance on the precipice of their own fate.<br /><br />Until now, they have told me that my ears are still too young<br />To hear the pulsating throes of the sufferers, thicken into funeral songs.<br />Every desire of their polity churns in the people, a wanton ire.<br />Alas! Even the schools are dead and gone.<br />Subsequently, their youths diffuse into a diaspora<br />Of their every whims and debased forms,<br />Hoping to grasp on something to hold; a procreation of Area Boys.<br /><br />A dear friend was ill some days ago<br />In a town of a thousand physicians, he died anyway of common colds.<br />Even his sister on her way to see him, had to<br />Settle toll fees of egunje to the men in black, at every roadblock.<br />They said it was the juntas that connived<br />To steal morality out of our storehouse,<br />Bequeathing a den of crooks and vermin as a lasting legacy.<br /><br />Who can we blame, when precept upon precept<br />We have learnt Never to Expect Power Always,<br />And all trunk calls are ever too busy to connect.<br />After all, we are the ones who reap from oilfields<br />Which we rape with negligence.<br /><br />And shamelessly queue for long hours to pay for adulterated fuel.<br />Even the birds are jealous of an eternally resting airways.<br />A worker deserves his wages, that we know<br />Yet not until the fat bellied ones have become full from feeding their flames.<br />Their people are daily becoming homeless in one thousand and four ways.<br />And though some have prayed for freshwater<br />What we get instead is pure water,<br />The sachets of which later mingle in assortment of debris<br />Adorning the streets and waterways of Lagos;<br />The tiara of lost vestige.<br /><br />What more can I say that has not been said at 9 o’clock?<br />Is it the ones wearing Agbada and Kaftans<br />With their bullet proof underwear?<br />Or the exchange of “Ghana must go bags” laden with<br />Their loot, then in secrecy, now blatantly;<br />Or is it the untold story of how they use the resources<br />Of their people to woo their daughters into their adulterous rendezvous.<br />Dividends or rather incentives of democracy.<br /><br />We are the everyday people,<br />We see and we hear of their mundane luxury<br />Swiss accounts, hummer jeeps and private planes,<br />Contractors and white elephants; an ovation.<br />Some of have angels<br />And some f us have demons.<br />Yet some still sojourn our terrible roads and some in penury.<br /><br />…At a time when they began to salt their excrement<br />To eat, even the salt lost its taste.<br />Then the redhead lizard lost his voice too<br />On the day when it can only nod without any other choice.<br />…At a time when the truth incessantly thumps<br />On the eardrums of their hearts;<br />From these axioms we have hitherto eaten the yam of life.<br /><br />Now is the right time for stepping out of place.<br />There is something in us that knows that<br />The echoes of our heartbeat have long gone out of tune with the Great Spirit.<br />And we even behold that the centre can hold no longer,<br />As a devious wind rocks the leaders and the led to sleep.<br />…On the day when we finally awake,<br />I pray that we may yet dance, but together in wholesome harmony.<br />-uche</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-7131325609038442347?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-64039579717971472172008-03-04T04:08:00.000-08:002008-03-04T04:09:56.151-08:00<em>Our magic of tomorrow is brewed<br />In the pot of today.<br />In this broth, the morsels of history<br />Are stirred by the timid hands of time.<br />As the sweet aroma of great expectations<br />Wafts to my nose<br />My mouth waters,<br />But it tastes raw<br />And the morsels are hard to swallow…<br /><br />Weary expectations;<br />A man’s tongue clings to his mouth’s ceiling<br />Panting from a frenetic chase<br />Of earth’s gold mirage,<br />On his way to Mañana.<br /><br />Who plagues the heart’s fire<br />With harsh winds of doubt?<br />And crowns his task with<br />Our obsequious traditional rite of vain conceit;<br />The bane of my ancestors<br />Whose bones lie now grotesquely<br />Consummated with the red dust of the earth.<br /><br />The nuggets of life’s blueprint lie deeply<br />Buried in the soil of wisdom…<br />Dig, oh child! And be predestined to conquer.<br />They will laugh at you,<br />Hiding behind their coated boulders of fear.<br />Yet, unearth the truth<br />And see them tumble down the dirt hills<br />Of reverse beginnings,<br />Bringing shame upon their womb of life genesis.<br /><br />Truth is always simple<br />Yet unflinching in purpose<br />To sail the willing passenger<br />To the promising land of tomorrow.<br />And she affirms as she secretly tells me<br />To redeem my time, for the days are evil…<br /><br />That night, the spider and his queen<br />Began to spin the cosmic web of their future.<br /><br />We have kept a long vigil, guarding our dreams<br />From the tyranny of earthly love.<br />We set sail, beyond all subsidence of earth sense…<br />Until this misty dawn when together<br />We beheld the promising coast of Mañana. We rejoiced.<br />-uche</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-6403957971797147217?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-34652303392424826982008-03-04T01:55:00.000-08:002008-03-04T04:05:09.108-08:00<em>Of my love for the picturesque and sublime in nature<br />My canvas is birth; inspired by the muse of colour.<br />As humanity struggles against the forces of nature,<br />A pleasant wind of light and atmospheric effects<br />Explores the interior of self in patterns and silhouette;<br />Of colour, pure, applied richly, in flickering strokes,<br />Conveying intense emotional expression or even pain;<br />A feeling of ease, more a part of my chosen landscape,<br />I can feel it from my insides:<br />“I want to express my feelings rather than demonstrate them.”<br /><br />To live my dream in my very heart<br />Here I shall have every right.<br />A brush in chiaroscuro, with the lights in lead-white,<br />A full blend of splendour and majesty in every masterpiece.<br />A collector’s delight.<br />With short brush strokes I juxtapose my primary colors:<br />Red, yellow, and blue-green, purple,<br />And vermillion I also blend on the general hue.<br />Thus, shall I let my feelings flow.<br /><br />There is an agony that goes before my every ecstasy<br />When my feelings are unchained and set free,<br />To wander on mere caprice in the garden of my imagination<br />Avid constellation of ideas bestow<br />Upon the benign spirit of my painter’s heart<br />Just beneath; the echoes of my perceptions on display<br />In grotesque forms on canvas,<br />Rendering the shadows of my unchained spirit;<br />Thus, shall I let my feelings flow.<br />-uche </em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-3465230339242482698?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-62007574496604562922008-02-28T01:59:00.002-08:002008-02-28T02:03:37.677-08:00<em><span style="font-size:130%;">Svelte is my sweetie,<br />Adorned in her velvet robe of virtue;<br />Queen of my tenderness.<br /><br />By dreaming and loving,<br />I have watched her loneliness<br />Feed on my yearning presence.<br /><br />By daydreaming of love,<br />We have watered little, the<br />Embers that quicken our tender flame.<br /><br />Of deluge or dehisces,<br />In cumulus forms of love cure;<br />Ecstasy in two skins of fire, to tango.<br /><br />Mellow in shy lights, she<br />Dispels my fear of self-denial;<br />Reassurance and comfort in her modesty.<br /><br />Svelte is my sweetie,<br />In her velvet robe of virtue,<br />She piques my utmost craves.<br />-uche</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-6200757449660456292?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-35700373635910037192008-02-28T01:59:00.001-08:002008-02-28T02:02:24.882-08:00<em>Things would not have been so bad<br />If we had the things we never had<br />From the cradle to the grave<br />Yet, some of those we had, away we gave.<br />Still from the cradle to the grave, we crave.<br /><br />Life would be an incomplete picture<br />If we could take away time and chance;<br />And, the truth always hurts like a bad tooth,<br />This is of little essence when it must have to be told.<br /><br />Freedom is right here, right there and over there at your feet.<br />Yet, it remains so far away from those who shall forever sit on the fence;<br />And even in the midst of all education and religion of sorts,<br />Wisdom from truth is still very murky<br />And unclear, therefore yields no better fruit.<br /><br />Yet, shall the Judge of the earth not do right?<br />When we imprison the truth<br />In the hearts of the sons of this earth.<br />Afraid to take offence,<br />Or have a chance to face<br />The truth and its consequences?<br />-uche</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-3570037363591003719?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-16693860131878282372008-02-28T01:59:00.000-08:002008-02-28T02:01:39.514-08:00<em><span style="font-family:georgia;">We fell on our faces under love’s burden;<br />These angels heard us cry, and<br />With outstretched hands became our friends.<br />As lush and rich as green foliage in the sun<br />May your dew remain fresh for every morn’,<br />Living love in a life that ends.<br />And when you may have grief to tend,<br /> We want to be the strong and caring ones<br />To bear fruits of the blessed seeds you’ve sown<br />Until life’s troubles pass and sorrows end.<br />In soul and spirit you are so beautiful<br />That you bring comfort to all you’re near:<br />Our pains soothed we remain thankful,<br />For in you we have learned a gift so dear.<br />The Lord make you boundless as the sea.<br />As your seeds become trees along your water’s edge,<br />They shall bear fruit each season without fail.<br />Living love in a life that never ends,<br />Clara and Cresta: these angels make paradise prevail.<br />-uche</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-1669386013187828237?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-5400843605898511222008-02-26T08:31:00.001-08:002008-02-26T08:31:58.198-08:00<em>Now I feel like one in darkness<br />Waiting for necessary light<br />To form an expression of my existence<br />Or as the sea reaches out for the rocks on the seashore<br />To bring forth splashes of water…<br /><br />I am that courageous drop of rain<br />That dares to fall all the way from the heavens<br />Until absorbed by the earth<br />Or scattered by some resisting surface…<br /><br />I am the other stone<br />You need to strike<br />To spark a fire<br />And if you do not believe me then tell me why I feel<br />Like I do when I am left alone without you…<br /><br />Why does it take an ear for a mouth to be heard?<br />And why does it take just a glance to spot a dear friend in a crowd?<br /><br />A square peg may never fit in a round hole<br />And a push becomes a pull on the other side<br />Now I feel like an action waiting for a reaction to occur<br />Can two walk together except they agree?<br />And how can I ever be effective without a cause?<br />Of course, my changes might just be a reflection of you<br /><br />In our mutual need for existence…<br />-uche </em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-540084360589851122?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-26185180548366213652008-02-26T08:28:00.002-08:002008-02-26T08:29:22.804-08:00<em>It is a time for quiet.<br />We behold a landscape in the horizon;<br />Grey silhouettes against grey skies.<br />Something in us looks forward to the testing that is to come.<br />The sea rolls and moans from the seven corners of the earth,<br />As the forces of life concentrate their energies<br />Not on display but on survival.<br /><br />In the beauty of the harmattan sunset,<br />We could have walked on forever<br />Through the cacophony of whispers<br />From the faded leaves of the old trees of our traditions.<br />Yet, undistorted is this metaphoric symphony<br />Of life’s oldest tune, beating on the eardrums of our hearts and souls.<br /><br />The time has come to face the truth,<br />For we can no longer deny the seasons,<br />Even as we try to amputate the hands of time.<br /><br />Why do the birds of the air commune with subdued voices,<br />As the muted cries of the fish fill the sea?<br />And why does it take two of a kind o produce another?<br />Maybe someday, when we get to the depth of the sea<br />Which tone our rivers echo incessantly;<br />The answers shall restore the sublime glory of the earth.<br />-uche</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-2618518054836621365?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-74797802900638025012008-02-26T08:28:00.001-08:002008-02-26T08:28:43.887-08:00<em><span style="font-family:georgia;">In apologies, just how much price can we pay<br />For being who we are and in truthful acceptance?<br />If I could, I would have to understand<br />The reason for my heart’s pain.<br />The future I sought is here and now;<br />Together we may walk but I shall lead<br />Rather than be led by her.<br /><br />Why must we contend always like this,<br />About this our one salvation?<br />What has become of this truth which is so paramount?<br />The power in one sacrifice for our humanity:<br />I saw it on the blood on that cross and beyond<br />And my whole life got changed,<br />Such that deep in my heart I can fly like an eagle.<br /><br />You can take a piece of me whenever you need,<br />For the things you think you have<br />Are really for someone else;<br />But until they understand,<br />Their flame will insidiously devour<br />Their peace, piece by piece.<br /><br />If we search our minds a little more, maybe<br />We might just reconcile the reason why<br />There seems to be no way out of our present corners.<br />Yet, here we are, separated from the water’s edge<br />Where the green foliage is always lush for all seasons<br />And all the plants growing there have their branches<br />Become like strong arms of authority.<br />Where love becomes the elixir that heals every pain<br />Searing apart every gloom on our way…<br /><br />Give all your strength ‘cos I’ll give mine too,<br />To get back to where we come from.<br />Let us sing a little louder<br />The songs of hope<br />And in faith we receive promises!<br />-uche </span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-7479780290063802501?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-6077772494284248232008-02-26T08:18:00.000-08:002008-02-26T08:27:24.105-08:00<div align="center"><em>In the inner most recess of my soul,<br />I peceive You once again in a fresh encounter;<br />The utmost joy of my soul is in You,<br />That takes away all my pain and fears<br />And then I shall begin to sing once more a joyful song<br />Because You give a sweet melody to my heart<br />I shall shout and rejoice with a loud voice.<br /><br />In the morning time when I wake up<br />You are the bright sunshine that refreshes my spirit;<br />Now I'm drown deep in the river of Your love<br />Oh my King, how my heart overflows with Your river of joy;<br />Flowing with grace and mercy<br />As You overwhelm me with an out pouring of Your Spirit.<br />Even in my darkest moments,<br />I shall praise You and never want to stop.<br /><br />Twilight becomes so beautiful<br />When the sun is setting and the moon begins to glow,<br />And that is Your awesome glory in full splendor<br />Yes I adore You;<br />And then I feel that my heart might more than beat<br />Just to praise Your majesty.<br /><br />And as the stars start to twinkle in the night sky<br />Each of those beautiful twinkles speaks,<br />Of Your glorious presence in all Your creation.<br />It makes me want to raise my voice<br />And praise Your holy name<br />And I'll never want to stop<br />'Til even the police come knocking at my door.<br /><br />-uche<br /><br /></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-607777249428424823?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-47160333311841724452008-02-26T08:17:00.001-08:002008-02-26T08:17:36.771-08:00<em><span style="font-family:georgia;">Embattled by the choices I make everyday,<br />Oppositions and confrontations may bloom in my way;<br />The building blocks of confusion, anarchy and doom…<br /><br />Where then is my sword?<br />That two edged sword which<br />Slices through even the hardest granite.<br />Chances are,<br />That I may have left the sword in my scabbard.<br />Yet, proceed I for war?<br /><br />The battle line is drawn.<br />Why does peace follow the wake of bloodshed?<br />T’must be for the same reason that every dark night<br />Always leads to a fresh morn.’<br />Choices maybe tough, but the truth is sure.<br />-uche</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-4716033331184172445?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-52997309849966129462008-02-26T08:16:00.001-08:002008-02-26T08:16:54.316-08:00<em><span style="font-family:georgia;">“A Truthful Expression”<br />If you choose to refuse truth<br />Truth shall refuse to free you<br />From these same shackles that have been<br />And is, will always choose to stay,<br />But not in the presence of truth<br />For that which is, has already been<br />And what is to be, has already been<br />And God requires an account of every passing time…<br />For truth has been a healer<br />And truth has hurt a man like a bad tooth,<br />Truth has been compassionate<br />Yet, has been passionately hated, misused and abused<br />I have seen the truth crush a man’s heart to pieces<br />And throw him in jail<br />Yet, only the truth shall set a man free…<br />Draw near your ears Oh! Youthful fellow<br />Before you eat up the bread of sorrow<br />Let no guilt rest upon your conscience<br />And for truth, do not lose patience<br />For mercy and truth shall preserve the king<br />And the splendour of old men is their grey hair<br />The silver-haired head is a crown of glory<br />If found in the way of truth and righteousness.<br />-uche</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-5299730984996612946?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-47029485423163197812008-02-26T08:14:00.000-08:002008-02-26T08:15:21.860-08:00<em><span style="font-family:georgia;"> Can we love better everyday?<br />As if we plan to live forever.<br />Let us relate with people, integrated,<br />And in the grace of the most high<br />We step out of our past fate,<br />That He may take us through our future gates.<br /><br />If we could just get addicted to trust and forgiveness,<br />Because everything in life is beautiful;<br />And even the most beautiful things in life are just like that.<br />The way we need each other<br />Might just be a symptom of our mutual need for existence,<br />Or perhaps better secure with God at the head.<br /><br />We take a chance and live beyond the means of yesterday,<br />And even the many troubles of today<br />As we step out into the visions of our tomorrow’s existence;<br />And in likewise position we can trust,<br />Giving every account of our faith;<br />As we traverse the crooked roads of this mundane sojourn.<br /><br />In our daily travails, may be a need to stop.<br />Moreover, listen, or even stare, long enough perhaps<br />To see those opportunities with forlorn hope<br />Staring back in our faces;<br />A chance to show the world we really care.<br />-uche</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-4702948542316319781?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-34830457681749345482008-02-26T08:13:00.000-08:002008-02-26T08:14:12.453-08:00<span style="font-family:georgia;"><em>In metamorphosis, the wheel of time<br />Has cycled from stone to steel, a craft of mighty hands;<br />Indeed, and antitype of a progression so divine.<br />The strength of the powerlessness of man is<br />A bit of consciousness and agreement entwined.<br /><br />The church is the people.<br />The power of the age to come.<br />An urge to commit; even extempore,<br />Acutely perceptive to kingdom purpose.<br />The apple of the eyes of God.<br /><br />A testament of locked up accounts,<br />Now, thoroughly unlocked by a surmounting<br />And compassionate scarlet thread of redemption.<br />With outstretched hands, having waited so long<br />Yet, still waiting for hearts that will hunger on.<br /><br />The spirit diet has become unpalatable<br />In a season of apostasy,<br />But is there any people asking why?<br />A rhetorical question, the answer of which<br />Shall lie only in the hearts of the ones who yearn.<br /><br />Go forth and hear the Rhema<br />And how it shall light up the Logos<br />On the roadmap of our life’s journey,<br />The blueprint; diplexing on a frequency<br />Of elevated encounters in the Spirit.<br />Reposition the House of God<br />Onto a bold territory of influence.<br />What are you doing here? Which land do you possess?<br />For the unfolding of His manifold strength<br />Abounds where wisdom, faith and love excels.<br /><br />Yes, our Father has left a will for His House,<br />And year after year,<br />Soon, following after the wilderness bouts;<br />Season after season, the judge announces:<br />“It is time to flourish in your bounty.”<br /><br />On the threshold of a new earth<br />We receive strength,<br />The fullness of the Godhead; Kabod.<br />Celebrating love in all the earth’s abode,<br />For in mercy the kingdom is restored.<br /><br />Of the truth who can forestall,<br />The weighty price since the blood of Abel,<br />Every of those who have the foretaste<br />Of Glory divine; a distaste to the world,<br />They pay for their truly confessed label.<br /><br />“Wide is the way,” the people say.<br />These sons of the earth,<br />That think a repentant plea<br />Is a narrow minded prayer.<br />Lord, please tell us, how narrow is your way?<br /><br />On the way to freedom village,<br />Bearing our crosses, we have trudged on for many days,<br />And washing the feet of this weary earth,<br />‘Til even the blackness of our heart’s skins radiate<br />The rays of His eternal love; for you, we shall come of age.<br /><br />Immanuel, to you we give all the glory and praise!<br />-uche</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-3483045768174934548?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-43720354764989622662008-02-26T08:12:00.001-08:002008-02-26T08:12:50.851-08:00<span style="font-family:georgia;"><em>Confusing as this may seem<br />My whole life has been rectified in Him<br />Who lives in me.<br />The electrifying lifestyle of passionate cravings<br />In unwholesome carnal endeavours;<br />Every moment spent searching<br />Yet, undisclosed but still searching…<br />Neither the deep waters could consume me,<br />Nor the scorching heat of the wilderness<br />Fry my soul on the pan of unwisdom.<br />Arise Oh Jah!<br />And let your enemies be doomed,<br />For your word alights the heart of the simple.<br />The many misdemeanours of mankind,<br />And my quest to stray from your very sight<br />Could never misrepresent your love<br />Woe! To them that miseducate me,<br />Those that launch the innocent<br />Into a landscape of misunderstood identities.<br />You who made me in your very image and likeness,<br />Let your loving kindness keep me<br />In the place of your covenant.<br />Let your kingdom come!<br />-uche</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-4372035476498962266?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-41433671402992478442008-02-26T08:11:00.000-08:002008-02-26T08:12:00.245-08:00<span style="font-family:georgia;"><em>Earth-bound, at ease;<br />Presage of the rites of perdition.<br />Rich life, earthen and lush,<br />Relish and guard your heart son.<br /><br />The heart is what you make it…<br />The hurricane snatches the Baobab tree<br />Off the Kalahari, and casts her<br />Swiftly into the mighty raging sea.<br /><br />There is a silent prowler<br />Upon this alien planet of life.<br />But I am the light-headed eaglet<br />Who takes a chance on love flight,<br />I am a survivor; I chose to live.<br /><br />The cosmic wisdom of the Rock of Ages<br />Cannot be outlived<br />Even by eons of time in swift passage.<br /><br />The message is plain for all to see<br />Yet, we have lied to ourselves all along.<br />The Rock shattered my shell of containment;<br />I toast to the Superlative One.<br /><br />…Because He succumbed to no wretched beast<br />A broken recumbent self – I.<br />Severed and set free<br />From the umbilical cord of powerless heritage.<br />I wept.<br />My seasons changed,<br />Strong gusts of wind<br />Now possess the strength of the soaring eagle…<br /><br />Spirit-bound;<br />Water and fire are life elements.<br />This tongue of flame powers my heart’s dream,<br />Kindled gently in love realm.<br /><br />…Papa, I hear this small voice in the depth of my spirit,<br />Telling me to keep dying for my love of life.<br /><br />Now I see an empty cross as I journey<br />In a life beyond earthly comparison.<br />In the three dimension of truth, believe;<br />The gumption to behold<br />The threshold of the King’s promises.<br />-uche </em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-4143367140299247844?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-70064880182857376092008-02-26T08:10:00.000-08:002008-02-26T08:11:04.994-08:00<span style="font-family:georgia;"><em>Here and now,<br />I let your atmosphere<br />Suffuse my reality,<br />And I delight in the<br />Sublime expression<br />Of the very essence<br />Of our mutual need…<br />-uche</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-7006488018285737609?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530036418496511810.post-9603313497250306532008-02-26T08:08:00.000-08:002008-02-26T08:09:54.658-08:00<div align="justify"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;">From the day I was born, I have experienced a myriad of emotions such as love, pain, joy, anger, peacefulness, despair, hope and fear. These feelings collectively influence man’s very existence throughout life. I see poetry as an excellent way to express them fully.<br /><br />The poetry in this book has been structured as contemporary verses to reflect in poetic form the beauty of the variety of my life’s experiences. They have been written to touch every corner of the human soul and sensibilities. My prayer is that these honest expressions of feelings will draw you, the reader, closer to the God who made you, in a fresh and exciting new experience of poetry. </span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530036418496511810-960331349725030653?l=myunchainedspirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>House of Virtuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16204229582236046958noreply@blogger.com0