Homie I am Homeless

Homie i am homeless Ditch the brotherly love We are not in Philly I gotta do me No need for anyone To do me I got It square and all Living in the concrete jungle Made my soul and heart cold No need to bring the heat Each time you think of a nipple or breast Unequaled are the seas i sail Countrywide and far The tide never got me tamed I am as rougher As a multiplicity Seven drunk sailors Lost in time Doing a pantomime Along the Severn ...thoughts create bubbles made of glamour.

let me move you

 let me move with words

to peel your insides

let me be the one to soothe

and caress all those 

no go areas

that long to be touched

let me seal it with a kiss

touching your body and soul

raising and awakening

your wholeness

the chambers

of love 

will glow in eternity

heavenly bound-astounding

 life oozing still within my veins

from the cradle to the grave

darkness has a habit

of encropping and encircling

all that is heavenly bound

drawing all life

back to the Maker of all things

anew as i dance in the wind

 dancing in the wind

let me take flight

carried within the stream

let me be all

i can be

to touch and nourish

all that celebrates

life

all becomes anew

December

One before
Was there
To prepare
You
For my coming
I am here
As the reason
For the season
Autumn
Did sing
Its blues
November
Did weep
For Santa
No fanta
More cola
To encode
Or decode
Why one
Moon
Is surrounded
By twelf moons

Waiting for the morn

waiting for the morn
i still do
for lasting
throughout the night
has become hard
all darkness
seem to envelope
all that was good
since the glorious days
of my youth
i recall all
tradition, culture and religion
even the sayings of the old
and all that has been
the noble, the sacred
now all is no more
each day has been stained
much evil under the sun
no more hope
aching mankind
is living without scope
no wonder why it is now difficult
to cope with each and present scenario
what we ought not do do
is that which we are only now doing
- we are sinners.

COME, NOW Lord Jesus!

Come Lord Jesus
We have weathered all types of storms
The end of the age could be near and all
None of us no of the day and time
You did say joy comes in the morning
We long and await may be angels and the watchers
Will be with us as we long to be with You and the Father
After all you did pray for Yourself
If the Cup was to be taken away from You
You did also pray for the disciples
That You may be together with them and the Father
We know it was too late for Judas
For he had to do, what he did
For the Good News to spread like a heavenly threshold
We realize among us no one is clean
We are all littered in sins
 And we fall short of His glory
We are aching mankind
Living each day as sheep, goats and cattle
Whose fate is to dice with death at the market stalls
Fattening Houses
And the Slaughtering Houses
We are all good for Nothing
Not even good to those like Us
Worse still about those Different from Us
Our own Children
We are Killing Before They Come Off Age
If they Survive, Some of Them Are Killing Us
As we all long for Your 2 CominG
So COME, NOW Lord Jesus!

must i spill my guts

Churning and turning
must i spill my guts
my insides
are working
on my spirit
nothing is as it seems
i am like Alice
wondering
why must one
be in wonderland
where one was
that seemed
to be purgatory
was the only place
next to heaven

JUSTICE CHIKANDAMINA: Golden Moment Treasures

JUSTICE CHIKANDAMINA: Golden Moment Treasures: seeing all wondering is it really all that will bless all in these times marking all all i feel all i am doing all unlocks all clos...