I tabulated the cost of sinning Against the cost of doing good The cost of slander, hate and depravity Against the cost of forgiveness, love and goodness I had to

I always thought I got it all As am responsible for my rise and fall I always thought I directed my trajectory And who and what influenced my life story

Then Abram laughed, his face down Struck with bewilderment and in awe ‘Lord, are you being sarcastic?’ ‘How can a man my age get a son?’ Then I laughed, my

Sometimes God, everything seems plastic As the guilt from my sin feels drastic Am yoked to all that is evil Am buried to all that digs like a weevil And

I am made of the love of Christ That no one can snuff my light I am in full armor of God ready to fight Anything that makes me lose

I don’t know how my light shines I don’t know if my voice soothes or whines I don’t know if my 2016 gave me a sign That my 2017 will

I have heard more of prosperity gospel Where to conquer primarily meant to own wealth To be powerful, influential and have a say And every year was my year of

Why am I happy? Did someone make me? Or is it a natural feeling? Did it come from God? As when it heats me, never gets cold? How do I

Am destitute, my organs left like a thief’s loot Am mute, tired, dirty and covered with soot In the cold and chilly morning I sit on this dirty but busy

A million stars cannot outshine your beauty Just as a billion fairy tales cannot describe who you are Your worth shames all precious stones And your smile humiliates all queens

God, I rushed to Wikipedia And read of the many strains of diseases I watched the series, ‘A thousand ways to die.’ I researched on world’s disasters The Tsunamis, the

When I finally give up the ghost Do not tell people of how I achieved most How I struggled to the tooth to garner the best Do not praise my