MY STRENGTH, MY PURITY

My

strength

has strength

in multiply ten

because

my heart

is pure

with no sinful sour.

 

The vigors

of my mind

has prevail

over sap inaction

of frozen sin

Instill

my heart

so I must entwine.

 

The humours,

I recognise

as purity

are absolute

justice

absolute logic

of absolute

tranquillity

In perfection

of sacred dignity.

 

It is

astonishing

that

what force,

purity, and

wisdom

requires

for a human being

to keep clear

of falsehoods

and its rules.

 

Purity

is the power

to contemplate

 

 

Purity

is the power

to contemplate

defilement

no one

is more

dangerous

than

he who

imagines himself

pure in heart:

for purity,

by definition,

is unassailable.

 

I

can be

so valorous

than you could

ever imagine

I can

be so

cryptic

because

my soul

Is the home

Of purity

So I am

strengthen

with a sinless

faith

that can

never be

trample

by begotten

smack of

belligerency.

 

 

 

 

IWENUMO (PURIFICATION)

 

 

Purity

Another name

For jollity

Serenity

And

Harmony.

 

Purity

another word

for I’m not

involved

In the acts of

Jiggery-pokery

 

Purity

another phrase

for Say

it The way

it is without

adding or deducting

from it.

 

Purity an emblem

of tranquility

transparency

and Sanctity

of a heart

blend to

impact

the misleads

heart.

 

 

Purity

the voice

of a dumb

gasping realities.

the sight

of a blind man

seeing originalities.

the awareness

of a deaf ear

listening to the

actualities of

sanctified whispers.

 

 

Purity

a spark of

glistening stars

a beam of moon delight

a lullaby for

sobering mind

slumbering to the agony

of mystified universe

seeking vividly

for where

the sod

realness

reside

to reconstruct

the broken walls

of world

with a soften clay

of purity

called purification.

 

 

 

Oh! PURITY

 

 

Gems of purest rays of bliss

That got pulled out from mudding clay

Retains its rely purity

From sacredness of gleeful cleanse

 

I know of sacred Golgotha

That drip the blood of Jesus Christ

I know of stainless statuary

The one that dwells tranquillity

 

I Know of white that never stain

I know of heart that never change

I know of Samuel faithful act

Against the wills of Israelite

 

I know of seven candles light

That burns and burns but never dry

I know of rosary hanged about

That symbolizes some prophet’s life

 

Of thousands ways we see in scenes

Our hearts of lofty jiggery-pokery

Of thousands how we subtly sin

Of how our swears are counterfeit

 

How purity became impurity

How restoration became diseases

How law became injustice

In nemesis of jeopardy

 

A slithering snake, a silly snake

That put the Eden sod at stake

Against the wills of Almighty

That ended grace we dearly see

 

Let’s reborn this forgotten phrase

That apt and prompt the heaven’s blaze

And bath lake of holy drift

The one that dwells tranquillity.

Biograpghy:

Amore David Olamide Born April 5,1995. Graduate of IRGIB Africa University. Studied Mass Communication. He is a revolutionary columnist and a poet that writes literally in parabolic style, orature genre and sees logical scenes in epical dynamism of traditional epilogues, eulogies and captivating artistic poetry, in coded fashion.

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