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Her “No” should have been enough for your thirsty flesh

Been enough to make you feel some sort of compassion
to think of the woman who bore you
enough to tame the animal rising in you
but the only thing that was enough
was her tired and broken body
after you had what was enough for you
Her “NO” wasn’t just enough



Yesterday’s girl; Today’s woman

It took sweat and tears to become the lady you see
A whole lot of the Lord’s mercy and grace
It took internal and external scars to walk tall
There was a lot of laughter too
A lot of happy memories were made
but lots of , I shouldn’t haves
Regret you call it , Yes
but experiences that taught me the hard way

I can only think of my daughters
I took this bullets for you
bullets I wished I didn’t take
as it cost me part of my innocence
and part of my thoughts
My mind replaying and replaying it
but i wouldn’t sulk over all i’ve been through
although I am saddened each time I think back

If i could cage my thoughts permanently i would
so it doesn’t fly each time
and leave me wishing I could turn back the hands of time
to that minute where it all started
where I let you into my apartment
where i let you peck me on the cheek and hand
where I let you move your fingers
where I let myself move too close

My scars are your lessons
Hurdles to avoid
When he starts talking of how his body feels when he is around you
Telling you of his vulgar experience with ladies
sparing you no details so your mind starts imagining yourself in their place
It’s all part of his plan
to play on your emotions and let your emotions run
panting and pacing towards him

Your innocence is precious
I’d say to the girl of yesterday
not just the part of it but the whole of it
Once you let your guard down your mind is tampered with
and with each encounter you are eager to explore further
Even though the thorns sting ,
You are eager to see the petals
smell the roses of lust

You never forget your first encounter
It may not have lead to the loss of your jewel
but every closeness breaks the glass that shields that jewel
Yesterday’s girl
don’t see your self as strong when it comes with the matters of the heart
so you let anyone come in and dance to his tune
It might be easy for you to brush yourself up
but their foot prints are left on your heart
and finger print in your soul

Today’s woman be on guard
and  keep it that way
bury your head in your fight for your innocence
Wear your armour to shield you from the darts of your lust
raise your standards way higher than your heels
stand for something or you’d fall for anything momma said
make your decisions
think of the consequences before you act
Remember how you feel after
and how your thoughts haunt you
thinking of how God abhors it

Think of your yesterday’s girl
all the lovely memories
and lessons you learnt
The lovely people you met especially your family
The few perfect gentlemen that you came across
and build your today’s woman
I’m the yesterday’s girl but also the today’s woman

Full Mind

I would be leaving soon and I wouldn’t see him till the next holiday
so I’d let him touch me and let our bodies come close
I’d shot out every thought that may want to stop me
but no, there is no thought arising
what’s on my mind
Is what is about to take place
How my body feels and soul yearns for this

I let everything happen
It’s been an escalation of closeness
with those who have shown their interest
and I seem to like
Be careful if you think you stand , less you fall
but here i stand in the midst of my emotions

My strength failing each time
No one has ever come this close
Never again would anyone come this close
If I must abandon you all together with the rest
to honour Him, so be it
You were fast to dive in
You did not feel as bad as I did
I feel you treated me unkindly
Preserve my purity
Lead I said !!

No not that way I’m going
Lead me away
Lead me to truth
Filthiness is a state of mind
and also a state of heart
then a state of the body
Please change my state

Sorry, If my thought is all over the place
that’s where my thoughts have gone
they don’t seat down
It rests for a minute
Then off it goes !!
my mind is packed

 * Originally written months back *

We made love then fell in love

It’s the passion we felt in each others presence
More of a spiritual feeling than physical one
A choice than a mere circumstance

We stimulated each others intellect
In more ways than one, our hearts raced
Raced towards the same goal

We made love in every way we could
We had no boundaries or limitations
We explored ourselves in every moment life gave us
In difficult and hard times we connected

You do not blow the covers out of proportion
When I get on your nerves
You patiently waited or lovingly ignored me

When the money started coming in from my side
I put a lock on my mouth
preventing every boastful word from being released

Oh! this aspect is the most thrilling
How you let me share in the decisions you had to make
Insisting I gave my advice
You never insisted on your own way

I understand it is difficult to  see me being on top
but I’m glad we both know things don’t remain that way
there are moments which are most times when you are on top
so I’m glad we do not let envy get in the way

Our love making wasn’t a smooth one
as there were times when our bodies were so eager
Almost getting carried away
dishonouring each others body

Or times when we tried to sugar coat the evil in our hearts
as displayed in what we said or plans we made
clinging to our passions there by putting the work to a pause

Making love between us took so much energy
but it was worth the sweat
both the Highs and lows

If we didn’t make love
We would have been wondering where it all went wrong
Nothing to assure us of how genuine our feelings were

We would have had no cushion
We would have been left with  broken bones
or wounded hearts in the process

Yes, my darling
I am glad we made Love
then fell in love


Don’t Call a spade a Hoe

Don’t Call a spade a hoe
Where murder is called choice
fornication is called dating
Lust taken as love
Where the so called right to choose
reaps an unborn baby
of the right to live
where lies are tagged white lies
where abuse is called dancing

Where a baby is called a fetus
to make oneself feel better
as the baby is reaped limb from limb
by a man/ woman who clams to be helping the girl
when in actual fact he wants his pocket to smile
The girl who claims she is not ready to bare a child
but was willing to enjoy the pleasures
that led to the conception

Do not play the rape card!!
This is being done mostly in non-rape cases
but for the rape cases,
I cry with you and may you be comforted in Christ
but using a sin to heal a sin would never cause healing
Do not let your unborn child
drink the hurt they knew nothing about

Where the death of an animal
is deeply mourned more than the lives of millions
of babies killed by “doctors”
Where adultery is called an affair
where vulgar speech is seen as cool
Where selfishness is called self worth
where greed is taken as a search for fulfilment
standing for the truth is taken as hate
Speaking the truth as being judgemental
where male is taken as female and vice versa
Where boastful speech is taken as testimony
or confidence

Where a lady is called holier than thou
because she decides not to show some skin
but wait!! she does
Isn’t her hands or palms or elbows showing
or see her feet and calf
what covers those areas, isn’t that skin?
Oh you meant the skin of her regions
which is not meant to be on display
to your thirsty eyes

Where little or no cloths
is taken as expressing ones femininity
and embracing ones body  type
Taken as being bold
and without a care in the world of what any one says
or the temptation they offer
leading men to sin in their thoughts
and disrespect them in their heart
Sometimes viewing them at tools and objects

Where a young girl or boy in their teens
is laughed at by a group of “friends”
when they are all making plans to lose it in their sixth form
But he or she says they are saving it for marriage
Don’t shrink back guys and girls on this path
Your decision is pleasing to God
Before whom you and
all your friends would give an account

Don’t call a spade a hoe
Where Lies are applauded
because it goes with protocol and policy
but sincerity of heart and speech is trampled upon
This is the world we live in
where being politically correct prevents one
from mentioning, God (Christ)
Or prevents one from talking of  his believe in Christ
and how this believe governs his lifestyle

where those who stand for Christ are killed
or mocked
We were warned and it is expected
so let us not be surprised
but hold on to our strength and great reward
Christ!!!In every labour
But let us not call a spade a hoe

Where this piece would be tagged as ;
a hate speech
each line tagged as judgemental,
A confrontational toned piece
not speaking the truth in love 
but that’s ok
I rather call a spade a spade
It’s not about pointing fingers
but pointing fingers where it needs to be pointed

I will not call a spade a hoe
In my life, as God opens my eyes to my shortcomings
as i study His word and warn me through people
when i say or do things I should not or 
don’t say or do things I should
when I am filled with pride
forgetting i came into this world with nothing
and would leave with nothing
though it hurts to use the spade in my life,
I rather call a spade a spade
and run back to Christ in repentance 

We are in the farm of our lives
Our daily activities and daily lives
With a spade but we call it a hoe
When faced with situations that go contrary
To our values and believes
When we are confronted and asked questions
To see what our stand is or
for people to get validation

Take courage farmers in the vine yard
Call the spade you carry a spade
and use it to uproot all falsehood
All fear sown by farmers leaving for now
Trying to shut up everyone
serving that bitter pill, Truth
Who think they have forever in this life
To continue  ploughing with a spade
but because they’ve been blinded
by the god of this world ,
they call it a hoe

Thinking the harvest they get would last forever
but it won’t
for time would tell
and it would be in the favour of those who stood for the truth
Those that called a spade a spade!
My 50th post !! Thankful
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