Poetry

The Lord to Me

We close our ears, We look the other way, Then we quote a scripture, Which silences that voice that says, ‘Out of your Labour or even your Favour, give’. Then we go to our fancy churches, Our elaborate houses and to our kneels we pray ‘Lord please bring the wealth Read more…

Poetry

WHAT YOU SAY

I’m not a fan of silence but I’m a fan of solace I did not believe depression was a disease So my friend told me how he got out of one People are going through stuff, I meant everyone So be careful what you say More so be careful how Read more…