Oladecious

My Journey to Bayelsa My journey to Bayelsa began on the day I printed my call-up letter, which serves as a pass to enter the main camp. Coincidentally, my travel coincided with a period of fuel scarcity in the country, particularly in Lagos, which led to a surge in transportation costs. However, I was fortunate to encounter favorable circumstances on my way to Bayelsa, my deployment state. 

We look from gloom couldn't see afore worried we became Eccentric and despondency became our friend We couldn't see We unveiled and hat on We rejoiced and merry Alas! A thorn in hat Erosion of blood gully down We bath in our joy of agony We comfort another  This is but for a while  We dine with our trespasses  We bade farewell to the night Hoping for a dawn of uncertainty  We left as we came @Oladecious Ade

Strength furnished by the rock Sight made flesh Iron were loins and joint Sight remains penetrable  I gay Unlike others on hoof not adder  Announcing his coming unaware  Deceptively silence he the way Glaring some saw, lowered he in green and crept Till the coming Spotless was I pursuing the heavenlies Till she emerges  Enticing locomotion before me she came I succumb not but the flesh

The narrow way leads home None love the way But for the home we all walk Victory the ticket to a crown None love to war But for the crown we all conquer None need the sun For the destruction of cold and darkness We plead the Sun like a gun we await trigger None love to gun But for the trigger, we gun To be save none sees it efficacy But sickness and death persuade We sing the psalm six ©oladecious

I move to the beat of my heart's sound Each step a dance, my feet on the ground My legs won't reverse, they only move fast Each step a sign, forever to last I scream for help, but it's music to my ears A ballad of pain, through all my fears I'm lost in the dance, with no way to escape Each step a thriller, my heart does ache We dine in a skull, a cubicle so fine Eye sockets as cups, shoulder blades as chopsticks divine I ask for his name, with a cordial tone He reveals his face, with a sob and a moan He says "Hello son", with a voice so divine Like a deity's call, it echoes in my mind He grants me a visa, with a welcome sign A portrait of himself, forever to shine ©oladecious

 How beautiful my petals where, With Sparks of a glittering star Shaded in the artistic structure of a graphic designer Not until death stuck me with it powerful Sting. Becoming the dark of Hades,and the reds of poison, What is my sins? Why was I slain? Why hath my beauty been taken and given the blackness of deep emptiness... Tolathapoet © (Written July 13th,2019)

Who am I, enbedded in the grains of Jupiter's crust, Where the grown becomes  a foetus of decaying wombs, With roots driven past my curls. What is my name, Why do I lay on the greens of solidity, Where my paws gives life to a new creature I a child of the depth, A depth known as the mother of all mother's, A depth of cage and death... Someone tell me who am I? Tolathapoet © (Written July 12th,2019)

  Ephesians 2:8 For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God:  Just as every other gifts, salvation is a gift from God and it is of necessity to understand the usefulness of it. There are two things this gift is aimed at achieving in a man's life: one, restoration of the GOD life, two, establishment of GOD’S throne on Earth.  The later will only be possible if the former is available. Besides, without a life there cannot be a Kingdom or throne. The goal is that GOD, through man will live on earth and establish HIS eternal Kingdom and reign as the FATHER of existence in all ages and time. Unfortunately man fell, and there arose a need for the restoration of the lost life and glory.  Salvation opens our eyes to the reality of sin in/on us and the greater reality of the power of JESUS through the blood to forgive and kill sin. This is a basic reason the devil goes for the spiritual eyes to blindfold it from seeing the wrong ...

Every phase of life we are represent a boat to our destination. These phase of life could be in different forms of which they are; *Academic life *Financial life *Spiritual life *Marital life.   etc    Jonah is an attractive machine of problems. When Jonah comes into the boat of anyone, such a person/people welcomes problem into their lives.  When problem comes to any boat, the Jonah in such a boat will feel no heat of problem the people/person will. Jonah, being the machine herniating problems has nothing to loose but to relax and sleep. WHEN JONAH COMES TO STAY IN ANY LIVES: *  Such a person/people will loose all his/their treasure before getting to their destination. (Jonah1:3) *  You'll share the same problem with the Jonah in your boat. When selecting those who will enter into your boat as to journey with; * Don't just look but see what God wants you to see. * Don't select friends or partner based on their psychedelics or paraphernalia attribute. ...

JUBENILE DELINQUENCY  Ism schism scrutinized ism Ray's raise a race Seeking strength and purity  Rent seeking on Rays Him of putrid race.  The rays in beam  In ism of revolution 

Dark was the day and gloomy the night When lives of youths who for their right Raised their voices with unbridled passion Met their doom while on their civil mission They die helplessly on our street Unprepared, yet long eternity to meet. Oh that our white flag means peace Oh that our national identity remained unstained  We would have walk and work with ease But for the massacre we are pained When will thou arise and shine And put on your purple and wine Let it not be later But rise now, Father of fathers To help the nation whom though loveth  For I know, HE liveth. ✍🏽 David Olumide (Beloved)

Father of many children; Jews, Gentiles, even heathen, Although since caused a breach in Eden; Yet willing to call them brethren.  Sacrifice of animals could not do; Atonement with birds, calf and bull, Not a pinch of sin could be moved; So the old testament need to be removed. Then came the first born; He died and left the veil torn, Giving us access to the Father as son; Joint heirs with Jesus made us one. ✍🏽 David Olumide (Beloved)

Christian  life is a marital journey,  Christ being the husband and man, wife; Upon the cross He paid her dowry, At the cross man surrenders her life, In a moment man and God becomes one! Daily she is tempted and persecuted, He (Christ) also suffered for her; Unanswered prayers sometimes made her wonder, Lo, here comes her comforter, In a moment her sorrow is gone! Hated in the world she lives, Comforted by the word she believes;  Expecting her Lord she loves so dear, Labouring for the harvest so near, In a moment the trumpet will sound! In a moment the Lord will come, In a moment the saints will be gone, In a  moment comes our final redemption, In a moment we shall die no more, Living and reigning before the Father's throne! ✍🏽 David Olumide (Beloved)

  If the world's currencies were combined  To pay the price of my sin so great Still for the wages-death will I repine  Grace for grace never to be ingrate  Found its way into my poor heart Restored God's light never to depart All dues paid by the worldwide saviour  Bringing mankind into God's favour  That all may share with his neighbour What only God's grace can afford Not by man's finite and feeble effort For the Living Spirit bears us record  Changed by grace to live and pray Revived by grace the Spirit to obey That we may no longer be a prey To him whose territory we assay Subduing the flesh day by day Grace for grace to tread the Holy highway. ✍🏽 S. Olumide David (Beloved)

#WritcoPoemPrompt13 Filtering rays of sunshine, Brighten up my day, My heart swells with hope and pride, Keen for the glories coming my way... I shall sing hallelujah all the way My soul and spirit love to dwell I'll cross the bridge I'll go up yonder © oladecious

 I see the reflection of my happiness, In your eyes, Picture perfect, Like a bouquet of posies, Like a sky full of sunshine... Defining my journey aforetimes, Prologue of heaven, Heaven on Earth. I hear the reverb of choruses, Hallelujah over there, Someday I'll be there, There my heart belongs, No moth nor destroys, Like a gold tried in fire... The dawn of anaphoras, How joy rankshifts sorrows To dust someday I'll bid farewell I see the transparency of my heart, In your words, Pure  purity, With a blink, past becomes histories I'll be transformed with a glimpse, Just a blink, I am home To dust someday I'll bid farewell In you I love to dwell My home I destroy for a better home, The cross I built upon For a better home I'll live, To the dust when I'll bid farewell © adeolaoguntibeju

Ideas were itching in mind One to another we table Sincerity unites in truth On to another we lean But a lean on FEATHER In a cloak of pillar  Count on us they chorused We'll guide you through You need change they chant Put us in we'll Change But a change to worse In the beauty of charisma Who guide but the blind As prototype of his in anticipation Walk before me  And be thou perfect We did in a tunnel We are lost ©Adeola Precious Oguntibeju

The following combination of letters represent a sentence from which one particular VOWEL has been removed if you can figure out what that vowel is and reinsert it 11 times in 11 different places you will be able to determine what the sentence is saying: VRYFINXMP LARXCDSW HATWXPCT Now, figure out what the vowel is and make a statement from this scrambled letters. Take a few minutes to think before posting Source: Successor Generation Scholar

How will I enter  When all are choristers Pitching high in silence Wearing smiles of faces Their piece I listen in attention Rhythm like the hiss of adder Song of freedom I thought. Pains as stanza agony as chorus, Gay as coda. Conductor they will but not disobey  'ducting stanzas, chorus and coda. Bewildered I gaze as one unconscious Why will I enter and celibate