Were my prayers Said in Earnest

When Heaven knocks
Must I Remember 
All that I have done
As i toiled on earth
Were my prayers
Said in Earnest
Did i give enough
What could I have done better
Loving God or Man
I feel I missed the Mark

© 2015 Justice Chikandamina

Seeking Nazareth

Seeking  Nazareth
I stumble upon the word
Must One
Walk the Nazarene way
In this day
Given the chaos
Within the concrete jungle
Is it upright
For a man
To pray
To the gods
Of his forefathers
When all
Have chosen
To worship
Idols?

© 2015 Justice Chikandamina

picking the pen

picking the pen
let me squeeze the ink
the soul yearns
it twitches
for days of past
that now lie abandoned
in the ghost towns
of memories
that scarred
my childhood
neva learnt to count
or cross my T's
besides
living under the bridge
one is not really worried
about the cars
that may pass above
or the rats
with real beast and mean
dracula teeth
that my puzzle
a few K9's
to say the least
you take life
as it comes
or rather it finds you
dirtied in tatters
that may sink the preachers wife's heart
who is there for the lost children
the pen takes centre stage
it bleeds
to understand
is this what God had in Mind?

© 2015 Justice Chikandamina

Nurturing Possibilities

Sowing
Seeds
Earthing
Roots
Nurturing
Possibilities
Heralding
Thresholds
Dimensions
Culminating
Yields
Galactic
Caresses
Soothing
Souls
On a rebound

© 2015 Justice Chikandamina