Skip to main content

Lost But Found (Adeolu Timothy)

I used to be on my own,
Lost in the world unknown
No laws no limit,
Living a life of my own.
Drawn into a life of dirt,
So much I couldn't resist
I was thrown into a pit of filth
Even my clothes were ashamed of me.
Had untamed desires,
The more I had the more I wanted.
In my state of self-destruct,
Like a gentle breeze on a cool evening,
Came a still small voice,
So quiet I could hardly hear it.
Softly it spoke~
"Come home My child,
I've waited so long for you"
Like a nightmare it disturbed my sleep.
I trembled and shuddered;
My whole body shook with fear.
"Who are you?" I stuttered.
"The one that seeks the lost"
She answered.
I sought patriots before you,
Now I'm here for you.
Like a baby out of bath,
She washed me clean.
Like Saul, Grace found me,
I rose and fell again
But grace picked me up.
Like Noah in Gen 6:8
I found grace in the eyes of the Lord.
Like Moses in Gen 33:13
Grace taught me
Like Esther, Grace singled me out,
Grace is poured into my lips Therefore God hath blessed me forever,
He poured the spirit of grace upon me,
Of his fullness received grace for grace
Justified freely by his grace.
When I was dead in sins,
She quickened me together with Christ,
By grace am I saved.
When I had struggles,
She wouldn't let go.
Though I fall,
I will not be utterly cast down,
For the Lord will uphold me.
Grace strengthens me.
But by the Grace of God,
I am what I am.
May the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, the love of God And the fellowship of the Holy Spirit Be with you all. (Amen)
Fhysx © 2016

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

MAAMI

Maami , The molder, The Teacher, The disciplinarian. Your igbati-igbamu Is the best tool I’ve ever seen When it comes to child training, Your igbaju olooyi is the best choice For Cognitive Recalibration Your winks and pinches Speaks volume, More than the best dissertation ever written. You spoke both words and lashes. Employing each at the right moments. Lashes were for the day, Words were for the nights. How and where you Got the confidence to beat with Orogun, I still wonder till date. They call it child abuse You call Ibawi Spare the rod, Spoil the child Was your daily watchword Stranger asked if I was birthed by you Or given out for servitude Yet at that, You were the sweetest. Countless nights you woke me, As if for a conversation, But I get welcomed From the sweet sounding sleep With a round of applause My face being the victim Even when I developed Tolerance to your beating You explored my body

Aponbepore

Your look is like the gaze of the sun, Like ice, it melts my heart. Your smile compares to an evening sunset over the sea, It summons and arouses my feeling for nature. Your sparkling white teeth Reminds me of the glittering stars On a full moon night. Just Like the moon peeps behind cloud, Your eyeballs stare beneath its lids. How much I long for that look The alluring one. To pull me out of my skin, To a journey beyond the creeks. Pope Fhysx © 2017

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, POPE FHYSX

AQUAKHAN More than two decades ago, You arrived on earth with a goal, Mummy and Daddy were smiling, But for reasons unknown, you were crying, Few hours ago, I remember it's your birthday, I pray you continue to have a great earthly stay. He is a teacher and a leader, A poet that convincingly won hearts of his reader, Saintly, he unleashes his words, That won endless rounds of applauds, Today, is yet a testimony of your wonderful living, Let haters continue with their beefing. POPE FHYSX is my Boss, A great writer that writes without a pause, He is a pride of today and a leader of tomorrow, He manufactures jokes to see an end to your sorrow, He clocks 'one' on this beautiful day, I pray you enjoy the fruits of life every day. You shall live longer than your father, You shall live to compensate the sacrifices of your mother, You shall live to uplift the name of your family, You shall live to transform the evils of your enemy. Remember, it is a world ful