SPARK AND SPARKLE

You know what?

It's not all about churching,

Neither is it about doctrine.

Many were the preachings,

And enough holy teachings.

We hope for the best

Yet influenced by the "west"

Just because we over rely,

On the holy sign,

A biblical sigh,

Of a future Utopia,

With a bliss of euphoria.

Is it always about soul winning?

What of those souls starving,

And fragile hearts bleeding,

Can we not rather do "soul feeding"?

Why are ye all marveled?

Expecting a speech on revival?

And here I stand rather rebbutal,

Trying to sound a bit canal.

Do you await an anointing?

Yeah, are you really expecting,

Olive oil from the beard of Aaron?

That season of milk is gone.

Now is the time to be a true son.

Spark up, Sparkle and proclaim

If not, let your lifestyle reclaim

Leave no lost sheep in disdain

Be thou revived and unleashed

To arise, shine and make an impact.

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RFFS PRAYER

Anytime I'm called for duty... Wherever deployment takes me, Pervert from my path, any mutiny... But give me the strength to be; The rescuer, the protector and the fire fighter. Whenever I'm gone for stand by... Lord, grant me a listening watch. All incursions, hazards and risks, May I with my crew identify... Where unavoidable, enable us to mitigate.. Be it in the terminal, tarmac or boarding gate.. Should there ever be an emergency, Wherever fire may rage.. Should there be any shout, No matter the skin or age.. Help me put the fire out, And my neighbor, help me save. And if by your will... Any blood may spill... Leading to any fatality, Protect my wife and kids, And preserve the rest of my crew.

NO MORE DISDAIN

May they all die, If they buy water from Dubai. This is not a curse, But the prayer of a nurse. Oo Ghana! We all call you mama, But we despise your breast, Forgetting she once quenched our thirst. And now we encroach on the milky way, With strikes and campaigns all day, Thinking the galaxy is ours to slay, Not appreciating the sky where they stay. They've eaten and still ask for dessert. So we turn our waters into Milo, And our forests into deserts, So they can quench their thirst. Exchanging oil with gold, Is how the stories are told. All lies, Yes! lies with open eyes. They apply makeup to our faces, With brushes dipped in feces. At the ballot we see them, Yeah with catchy themes, Singing their famous anthem, And we make them our emblem. Should we join the train, Driven by those we kowtow, For half a loaf in our bowl? Are we worthy of disdain? Are we short sighted as they claim? No we won't! Yes you shouldn't! Let them not take you for a ride, At least for once...

JAIL BREAK

So that each and every year Since I met my dear I never ever regret The babe I did get Yes we met in jail Where nothing else could prevail It was in cold April Yet, for each other we did travail Bonded in chains Together in pains But we fought Just as we're taught To remain always tough Swallowing the bitter pills And miming the cough Accompanied by the chills Today we rejoice In the love we forged In the mindset we thought In the scars we begot And the patience we bought So as a day passes by Don't forget to aim high In wet, cold and dry It's possible so do try Break out from Jail Even if it means killing a soldier For many innocent souls Are dead for their lover.

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