For i am a teacher along the path of truth.
A house of prayer and hope,
A house of love and care,
A house of peace and kindness,
Like a beautiful carved ivory pomegranate;
But the practic of bowing before someone is a sign of honour.
Satan attacks us under peer presure,
But why should i wallow in the blood of my wounds?
The very next scenario from the Quartet;
And there is a Father in Heaven who reveals secrets.
I have beeen searching everywhere to find you;Charles Akalaonu where are you?I hope to find you one day,I hope to meet you one day,I hope to see you one dayMaybe one day you will read this poem.Where are you Charles Akalaonu?Maybe one day your children will read this poem;Charles Akalaonu where are you?Maybe one day…
On the night of the great deliverance,But many have eyes and they can still not see.Frantically speaking,My name is Tema;But the colour of my love speaks by itself.Love is like the movement of the sun and the moon,But the sparrows are twittering and the doves are cooing;For i was smuggled through the Red Sea to…
And the filthiness of fornication;But the world loves what is wrong always,And like the muse of Lauryn that opened your eyes.
Smart car! !And like ‘Adjoa-Samrt’ in the land of my muse;But you are nobody’s king or queen to us.New home, new name, new life;Wih constant interaction to meet up to your demands!But your opinion and your values are like your maturity.
And like Xetha who came along with a donkey,But behold! I have prepared my dinner for two;An i want to invite you.
But if you sin in the law,You will be judged by the law.‘Are you a preacher? ‘No, i am not;But, i am only the Hand-Made of the Creator.
