Never Again

Never Again.
From her jail house soul screamed words like hardballs that hit the walls of the prison of her existence and bounced back at her with such force she fell into a deep depression, swallowed the guile of shame and felt the chains of guilt yet again!
Weeping for liberation …again.
Whingeing in frustration …again
and again…
“Mad? Who said I am mad? I have gladly left the land of OZ, the place of gourmet meals laced with poison, where exposed as mere sugar coated lies, sages’ tongues wag niceties and acts picture love”
Hmm, she had left that place…only in her dreams but not in reality it seems.
She yearned to escape the less than place under smothering commands and fearful reprimands, to the more than place of the overcomer and a realised destiny.
No more a locomotive fuelled by anger amidst the wounded masses called Reactionary.
Weeping for liberation … again
Whingeing in frustration … again
and again…
The sound of her tears dripping on the mirror beneath her face reminded her of raindrops on her window sill as she lay peaceful…once upon a time.
She looked back at self and questioned “where is that peace of yesteryears? Where?” then instead of her face she saw Chaos, that counterfeit self… that agent of confusion, that thief of her destiny… that…then she screamed.
A scream that was unlike the sound of defeat, but like a ball of fire unwilling to hit the ground lifeless, for it gained momentum, energised and thundered a command to the lifelong foe glaring back at her “DEPART!”.
As the sound echoed, she saw Chaos flee with her hangman’s noose in hand with dreadful masked cohorts in tow.
And then she knew it,
her voice once lost, regained,
her true self, reacquainted.
No more to weep for liberation … again.
No more to whinge in frustration … again.
Never again
©️April 2019 DENyamekye

Change His Story

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Change His Story
———————————————-—-He was a youth neglected
Gang life he accepted
In dead end street he landed
Now in a coffin forever stranded.
Let us do our part
to reach out to
many a child
neglected.
Let us work
together to
seek out
many a youth
disconnected.
A life goal… to
see many a gang
disbanded.
©️18-05-19 DENyamekye

 

 

 

 

 

Childhood knocks & knock on Effects … Awareness

(Poem – The Awakening below ) 

This is Mental Health Week UK (13-19th May) and Mental Health Month (May) USA

As we all know, there is a knock on effect to problematic issues that happen in our childhood. Thought patterns more often than not become “twisted” due to feelings of anger, revenge or seeking retaliation. Anger and negativity is projected on other people who remind one the abuser.

Some young people join gangs for affirmation, acceptance and love as a result.

The beginning of the healing process is when one realises they have a problem and are willing to confront it head on and seek help.
Hopefully bringing awareness to such issues will cause many to do just that; self-assess, acknowledge a problem, resolve to face it through options available including support. This is because without doing so the future is bleak and potential for greatness and a bright future is never tapped into or realised.

Let those of us who can do our part; Raising Awareness Saves a destiny <> Saves a life

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The Awakening 

Razor is my man, loves me and calls me “son”. speaks to me like a Father so I joined his gang “Blades in the Hood”, sooner than later.

My boy self was chained tight to papa, crying like a sissy every night, since he slammed the door shut, his face never again to see.

I lie… I see his face still… even at night curled up like a child.

I see his face in grown men

withering in pain,

crying out,

begging for mercy,

everytime our knives and guns do their thing…target their prey.

And I hear the laughing voice in my head “pay back time!”. Feeling like superman, chains unlocked and riding high…

But …but another voice like mama’s rings louder “life is a lie, get help now!”

Life is a lie, I need help now!

©️26-12-2018 DENyamekye

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Wellness in Christ

Arise and March on!

Let your actions speak louder than your words. We can desire to change the world, do our part for humanity, speak about it, shout to the roof tops, but honestly what good is it if our hands remain fastened by our sides, our bodies as the walking dead?

Arise and March on!

If indeed your soul is awakened to its calling, singing the song of liberation and riding on the joy train of purpose, it is time for action, O soldier of potential, master of unique purpose.

The journey may be long and hard, but as you put on the full armour of the Most High you will overcome fear and join the ranks of victorious labourers.

Arise and March on!

©️3-May2019 DENyamekye

“For God has not given us a spirit offear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline. “ (2 Tim. 1:7)

“11 Put on all of God’s armor so that you will be able to stand firm against all strategies of the devil.12 For we[a] are not fighting against flesh-and-blood enemies, but against evil rulers and authorities of the unseen world, against mighty powers in this dark world, and against evil spirits in the heavenly places.” (Eph.6:11-12).

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Wellness in Christ

67CBD993-3B41-45E0-B44C-F95C9FAAB217This poetic prayer-psalm reflects on God as a Father who  requires that his children care for the vulnerable, needy and afflicted in society. As they do so, it pleases Him…He enjoys “Sitting & Watching”.

Pleasing God through obedience in His requirement to inter-relate in love results in us being blessed with heavenly blessings that includes God’s presence as well as answered prayers.

21Those who accept my commandments and obey them are the ones who love me. And because they love me, my Father will love them. And I will love them and reveal myself to each of them… 23Jesus replied, “All who love me will do what I say. My Father will love them, and we will come and make our home with each of them.(John 14:21,23 NLT)

 

For Your Rising Alone, I Care to Rejoice

Introduction:
This is a realistic message from someone to another … they say (the title) “For Your Rising Alone, I Care to Rejoice…” what do they mean? Read on:

I’ve been on a journey of liberation that you want not.
Yet come with confusion, pour it like libation upon my peace haven.

Think I care? No, I do not!

I’ve been moving forward, but you will not.
Yet you come with your words of regression, like a plank of obstruction upon my mansion.

Think I rejoice? No, I do not!

I fly on wings of hope to fulfil purpose, ignoring detractors and shaming haters, but you refuse to try.

Yet you complain as one in pain that I live not in your abyss of normality nor wear your cloak of mediocrity.

In secret you pray for my paralysis and work to bind me with hot chains of judgement.

I bleed not from your daggers in my heart, for I care not.

It’s for the loss of you that now I bleed tears, but for the hope of your rising that I care to rejoice.

©️20-Nov.DENyamekye