These Streets! One cannot forget these intimidating up and down stares furiously targeting the good citizens of this town. Who are these people, these faceless bullies and where did they come from? We used to fill and occupy these streets from corner to corner and screamed all day long as kids. Hey. We feared nothing at all because these streets belonged to us. We will not allow our streets to be deserted in broad daylight as if we’re back to pandemic days! My mother and father were born and met on these streets. I lived under their shadows after they introduced me to these same streets. I grew up on these streets, I know and speak the language of these streets and unreservedly own these streets. These streets gifted me my place in the sun and all the wokeness that comes with my birthright. I wrote these verbs, prose, and verbiage for you because I can. To remind all and sundry that Pikelela left his footprints on these timeless streets. Yep, these streets are mine, and I own the ...
SO YOU THINK WE LEAVE IN A FREE WORLD: THINK AGAIN? I’ve been thinking this lately, when I looked around our material universe how most of the things used would be tossed to trash: no matter how useful they were? So, like a Billionaire examines his newest acquisition: The Earth, yep that’s right. Before Elon Musk and Jeff Bezos, it had been literary possessed by Sixteen People. So, by the look of things, would Twenty People be too suggestive to you? Methinks not! Believe it or not, we live in the sold-out World: You just don’t see! Would you run to the Hills stopping your ears in complete disbelief: if I told you the very first attempted sale of the Earth took place in the Bible? And the Devil taking Him up on high mountain, showed Him all the Kingdoms of the World in a moment of time. And the Devil said unto Him all this power will I give unto thee, and the glory of them: for that is delivered unto me; and to whosoever I will give i...
Reflections! I still remember so vividly just how God gave me this poem. I was looking at the mountains from the front porch and meditating when suddenly: I heard the Spirit whispers to me... Shadows and Footprints! At first, I didn't understand what was this about untill the still small voice grew louder within. I began to sob as I paced up and down the house, tearfully jotting every single word I heard. The Precence of God was too great within and around me as my heart remained connected to the Grid of the Holy Ghost. I saw as if I was in a vision just how God tracked Adam in the Garden. I got very scared as I began to comprehend what the Spirit was letting me into. To see through this window of life, never interpreted this way before. Shadows and Footprints is real life story which took place in the Garden of Eden. Amazingly, this very same way God used to track his wayward man, Adam: will be used against us at the Judgment Day! Why I write these w...
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The author would really appreciate your constructive comments based on how you understood and interpret each poem. Poems can mean different things to different persons and all views can be correct as long as they conform to the contents thereof. This is the beauty of Poetry.
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