Unseen forces

the race would have been easier
have i a clue of what i was running from
hands i do not know its owner
grasp for my shoulder
scratching it till my blood flowed

there is no hiding place tonight
i lay there staring into the bare sky
as unfarmiliar voices
filled my shattering dream
fload of hot tears
washed down my blood stained cheeks

The unseen forces
the hindrances and limitations
the sorrow and heart aches

I prayed to be free from them all
thunder rumbled and lightning strucked
setting the demons of the night ablaze

I am free again
this time by the power of His Blood
by the power of the Highest Authority

Tonight I lie on my bed
a part of me fearing
for the horror that lie in the dark

slowly my heart let go of all worries and fear
and on my bed i lie in His presence
dreaming sweet dreams about tomorrow!
...

Copyright © 2005 Richard Eke

The Horror in Broad daylight

I hear some wailing in the street daily
I see and feel the pain and agony
The shame, fears and tears of a dying Nation
The blood of the innocent is crying aloud
Who will save us from this horror ?
Who will show the helplessness of the poor ?
Evil deeds are reported daily
Homes are raided and burnt down cruely
Bodies riddle with bulltes
It has become a horror in broad daylight
No one is ever found guilty
The innocent are enveloped with insecurity
The nameless ones walk tall fearlessly
No one can walk freely in the dark
except the blood thirsty murderers
Dead bodies are dropped in a heap daily
Such is the pollution brought forth hugely
by the corruption of the head hunters
Or are they supposed leaders ?
Who can save us from these wolves in sheep clothing?

Copyright © 2005 Richard Eke

When tomorow comes

we do not wake up to our mistakes
but to an oppurtunity to make corrections
we do not wake up to heart break
but to an oppurtunity to love again
we do not wake up to our enemies and war
but to a chance to make new friends of peace
each day brings a new hope
to wish goodday to those
we forgot to say goodbye to last night
the works left undone yestarday
are carried over to be finished today
our attitude towards today
beats our drum of tomorrow
each new dawn comes with its changes
let each changes that comes in
construct you beautifully in wait for tomorrow
which is a begining of good things to come!
tomorrow is unknown to man
God sees and know our tomorrow
when it comes,He will not let it destroy us...

Copyright © 2005 Richard Eke