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From dust we were fashioned Unto dust shall we return What a vicious cycle? We keep turning around Transforming and transfering From dust unto man and unto Dust from where we got molded God in his infinite mercy knew That unless we were like children We will miss the kingdom of God I have always watched children Sleeping in all innocence and Always never bothered by anything Children are a very big school for us To learn about the nothingness of life That we came naked and shall return Naked for anything done is waste of time Caskets of gold have rusted Indicating that all is vanity of vanities We have fate playing so hard on us Life is a wheel and we have refused to Accept this truth and have continued to Have pain and heart breaks for nothing Wow life is a wheel i must tell you Poet and writer Cameroon Editor Author-me.com Douala-Cameroon (C)copyrighted 2008
The baby on a manger
Wrapped with dresses
Aimed at his covering
A king born in misery
Aimed at stupefying
Those who foolishly
Think and assume
That they are of
Royalty and therefore
Were born with silver
Spoons in their mouths
Jesus came in simplicity
Poorly cladded not because
He was born out of lack
For he is the owner of cows
On a thousand hills and all
All the precious stones beneath
Belong to him therefore he chosed
Poverty so that he could remove us
From poverty unto riches and wealth
Dieing so that we could live for eternity
Jesus came to our world and we recognized
Him not and therefore crucified him
So that his prophecy could come to pass
Ndim Bernard Ngouche
Poet and writer
Cameroon Editor
Author-me.com
Douala -Cameroon
(C) Copyrighted 2008
Blessed with another day For yesterday has joined History as we progress Courting another day Playing pranks with as It ebbs away too soon Some go mourning That life has been Snuffed off soon Like the sun setting That cannot be reversed Daddy i am so grateful To have had a lot of Days granted me since Day one when i made my First naughty cry of life Lord keep blessing me With many more days So that i can keep doing What your will in my life Is for the good of man Thanks Yahweh for your Grace and love for me Granting me another day Is just a gift for i don't merit It except because of my renewal Washed in your blood which is My cleanser and my tonic So that i remain free from Condemnation and blame Thank you Jesus for accepting Coming down as man to die For my sins and those of the World so that those who come To you for cleansing shall be Sanctified and spared from Damnation and eternal pain A place for the condemned Without anybody to draw sympathy Ndim Bernard Ngouche Poet and writer Cameroon Editor Author-me.com (C) Copyrighted 2008
Kill me again with love honey Yesterday you spoiled me With my delicacy so lovely Prepared and made delicious Mouth smacking and finger licking Just the vapour made my mouth Watery and my appetite wet Pulling down my shirt collar To look relaxed and free to Begin eating with so much Compassion with the apple Of my eye and bone of my Bones baby i don't regret Having you as wife for you Too much and really a gift Granted from heaven parcelled Just for me so that our lives Can be complete as we continue Complementing each other baby Just watching you walk by alone Is more than enough to make Me crazy as if it's today that we Are meeting for the flare of your Charm keeps carrying me to places Your curves and body shape alone Is food enough for a man to have To every man his wife is his cistern Granted by God for man to have and Drink from so freely and with love Kill me with love my queen now and Forever since you have held me Captive and made me your prisoner Kill me again with love honey Ndim Bernard Ngouche Poet and writer Cameroon Editor, Author-me.com Douala -Cameroon (C)Copyrighted 2008
I watched those shouting hips baby As you came closer pretending to Be dancing hip hop in the craziest Manner that i have ever watched You trilled me every second of That wild rumba dance making My eyes focused on the articles Found in your possession that can Attract attention for such goods It will be far from the truth if i should Say you don't have fantastic hips Wow they are shouting hips that can't Pass unnoticed for it glittered like Polished floors and mirrors shined To give aesthetics to the house I called her attention and whispered Softly and gently so that only the Concerned could notice and some Very smart guys who must have noticed She was so graciously sexy and beautiful My admiration for her was without any doubts So succulent and adorable she stood tall Powerfully build with very enticing gaits as she Cat walked as if to kill me with provocation She could kill me with love at first sight Having a perfect figure eight shape i knew Without any iota of doubts that she was mine For she had done the toss and invitation so many Times without me noticing because i was lost in lust Oh should i say in my spirit for lack of words Describing what my eyes got fed with Wow now i have come to realize that she is Just too much for God must have made her On a Monday when the best materials were At hand and the best molds to give the right shape For she has a fantastic shape and beauty Ndim Bernard Ngouche Poet and Writer Cameroon Editor Author-me.com Douala-Cameroon (C) Copyrighted 2008
Arise dear brothers and sisters
Radiate that African sun
Shining so brightly
Casting new prospects
Revealing new horizons Breaking new barriers
Seizing new opportunities
The hour of reckoning
Is hovering around and
Calling to duty all who
Have that passion to work
Healing this land soaked
With blood of our heroes
Battered and shattered
Because of their believes
For daring to say and stand
On the truth which hurts
There shall be no hidding
Place when the hand of justice
Shall begin to fall upon those
Who thought were untouchables
Shine brightly African sun so
That they can be exposed
Called to served their jail terms
Ndim Bernard Ngouche
Poet and writer
Cameroon Editor
Author-me.com
(C) Copyrighted 2008
Today with tears staining our cheeks We stand in awe for we have done all Our utmost best to push back malaria
Spending in communication and propaganda
Sharing drugs and tents so as to stop it Yet we have failed it seems in our efforts
No way man has the capacity to beat
Adversity and bounce back much stronger Yes we cannot afford the luxury to complain
It is time for action so that we can give hope
To those whose lives are on a wire Being stung by mosquitoes daily their
Trouble for we can drain the marshes
Provide adeguate logistics for the sick Give them all the love and care they need
Make them to understand we are standing
With them in every possible way so that Hope is rekindled and made so overwhelming
We need good medical facilities that can handle
Every case and give enough phychotheraphy Reliefing their clouded minds and worries
All we need to do in order to push back
Malaria is putting away greed and self Looking at those who are sick as humane
As we can so that they can regain their health
Carrying research on more suitable drugs So that malaria can be checked once and for
All for it has drained Africans from their hard
Earned resources which could have been used For other purposes rather than paying of bills
In hospitals after being stung by mosquitoes
Ah mosquito that cruel bite of yours What wrong have humanity done to merit
This disfavour as a good host?
From our refreshing blood you feed Only to pay us back with your poison
Rendering human beings too sick
Often times taking them to their ancestors A journey most often ill prepared
Ah mosquito you are the meanest guest
I have always tried being a good host Together let's say enough is enough
It's time for us to cease being friends
Not even friendenemity is welcome We have suffered so very much from you
Ndim Bernard Nguoche
Poet and writer Cameroon Editor Author-me.com (C) Copyrighted 2008
The tears of the somali woman
Echoes in my ears and denies me
Sleep for she too has not slept
For more than twenty long years
Raped and starved by men who
Would have been loving her for
Real and not taking her as a sex
Tool subjugated to sexual pleasure
We need to look into that face of
Innocence that has been raped
Whose today has been seized
Razed and battered like an over
Used loin cloth worn for ages
Today with bullets whistling
Over head and have been
Whistling for twenty long years
Battles ragging over who controls
Mogadishu the nerve centre of Somali
Today we have heard enough of
Those wailing victims of a blind war
Whose feature had been mortgaged
By greedy war lords who have used
These beautiful innocent girls like baits
By money merchants who have turned
The war into a money rachat that
Has helped fuel the war machine
Listen to that sad lovely voice mourning
All of her beauty has been sapped dry
She now looks like an old woman of 48
When she is just in her early thirties
Let's stop the war and heal her wounds
For she deserves to have peace and love
Flowing like the rivers that flow to the sea
Ndim Bernard Ngouche
Poet and writer
Cameroon Editor
Author-me.com
(C)Copyrighted 2008
Do you know why he came? Emmanuel being his name Meaning God with us He came born of a woman Strange enough without Sexual relationship but of The holy spirit for he was and Is God made man so that he Could re-design that broken Relationship Adamic fall destroyed Today because he came our love Has been re-established in the Heavenly realm where God seats On his throne of Power and Authority Jesus the reason for meaningful Love became man so that he Could become so poor for us To become so rich and strong He died so that we could live for Ever and again my brothers and sisters So that we could gain eternity Today we celebrate meaningful Remembrance of that joyful birth On a manger of a King unlike none For there is none besides him Today we await another noel So that joy and celebrations Can come alive for his remembrance For sure this is another moment Calling for deep reflection and meaning For we need a renewal of our minds Making us better people Having circumcised our hearts and minds Ndim Bernard Ngouche Poet and writer Cameroon Editor Author-me.com (C)Copyrighted 2008
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