ME

ME (The II Chapter)

The noise gets too much
So I stay away
Most times reality sinks me
So I swim against its direction.
Fear prepares a table before me
But I refuse to dine with it.
Fame shows me a two edged sword
No! I choose to write more with a pen, it is mightier.
Love survives between two or more people
But, I want to love myself.
Grace is for auction
So I fight with prayer to be the highest bidder
I want to grow
So I select my seedlings properly
I want to save lives tomorrow
So am not helping hands today
I want to love in a good way
Yet I still want to love myself better.
Not just win awards, and fight for who is the best
I want to do my own things in a better way
Yes! I want to Look at you deriving joy when I tell jokes
Smiles when its my own material
Keeping it a 100 even when people think we in a competition
I want to be my own competition
Set records and break them when I dim fit.
Serve God at the long run, live long till the right call, and die a holy death.

Forgive me for I have sinned.
Graces to grace the biggest platform
Preaching what matters most- Peace & Silence

By Chimefrancis

#AccordingToCircumstances
#Anticipate

WRONG TOUCH

Words cannot express this feeling
Life has done a lot of teaching
Pride has always given me a reason
Greatness has to be the final blessings

Wrongs has caused me progress
Sin have made me seek God Less
Pasts occurences kept me fearless
The road to success has been harmless

Where will I find solace
From where will my maker surface
How much do I want to win
How high can I get with this dry gin.

Oh! I can now see the sky
Flying On the wings of royal birds without asking why
I guess am close to my creator
I feel am shaking hands with the mediator

Run! Run! Don't stop running away
From those that have no burning desire in them
Now that am here with my maker, I will;
Ask, seek, and knock on his door.

I hope you all are bitten by a snake
I hope one day, you all forget to go to the farm without a rake
Then you will know there is no gain in pain.
At that time you did be grateful for the things you call liltle.

We are not born perfect
We are groomed to attain perfection
We are not only alive to live long
We ain't dead yet, we are meant to live well

The battle line has been drawn
The centurion's machete has been sharpened
But the pen and God's word is mightier than the sword
Gracias!

By Chimefrancis

THAT I

Off (#AccordingToCircumtances)

God forbids! That the future becomes the present
And my present becomes my past
And I still remain the same.

That I may not remain without form and void
Lost in my aspirations while I was young
The future I hoped for, a lost cause

That my human nature doesn't take position
That fame doesn't lead me to damnation
That I may not surf on waves like ripples formed when the pea sinks

That truth be a part of me
So I would learn not to lie
And keep to my word never to pretend
That I derive joy at all good cost
And be sober when loved ones are lost

That I make love to you in Paris
Name our baby Marris
Walk with you along the lawn with our dog charis
And when the rain drops, we did share kisses

That I may see light down the hole
Find time to dine and wine
Never share a bed space with boredom
Keep pushing after reaching stardom
Always being brave even when hit with tantrums
Dancing always to the tunes of soft drums
And Sharing happiness with friends drinking rum.
That I...Believe Till It Comes To Pass

Written By ChimeFrancis