Tears of Africa

How long will your cries go unheeded by your children?,how long must you endure the mockery of your peers,who came from miles around with smiles of friendship and words of love but leave with their eyes full of hatred and wicked frowns of disgust after they had their way with you. They stripped you bare of your treasures,your culture and dignity and replace it with torn garments of war,anarchy and desolation. Who will hear the cries of Africa?,who will comfort her grieving heart?,who will console her for her loss?.Her cries are echoed over the kilimanjaro and across the Lake Victoria calling to her children to come back,the sweet call of return"Sankofa". Her children kill themselves in greed under the gaize of democracy,yet under all this pain i see a glimmer of hope for the future,with tears of joy in her eyes she will call out to her children who will come running into her bosom to propel her from her shame into her fame,with sounds of joy she will rise like the phoenix from her ashes to the new birth.The new birth of Africa By:Courage Blaq®...... Reping Christ always

Freed

My heart was empty,my soul was darkening..i thought the money the sex,the fame could hide my pain but to my shame i couldn't tame the untamed...sin had it icy fingers twisted inside me and death seem to beckon me to ma grave...ma sin was like an ocean with ma lust dragging me to the deep..i called for help but it came not cos my thoughts were eroded by my greed. But when i thought all hope was gone,i heard a voice which my heart skip a beat saying "you are mine,you are my redeemed.The price is paid and your freedom is gained"....i was dumbfounded by this man with a voice which rumbled like thunder and yet soothed my soul like no other. What manner of man is this soo full of greatness ..When he set foot in ma life the darkness faded. He paid it,the debt i owed.my life?, i regained it.with His redemption blood my soul was free from the shackles that laid it bound to sin,Yes He is Christ my Freedom key. His purpose was for my gain.We were a world of sin,full of deceit,walking shamefully on the broad way which led to the great abyss.Hell was our destination but all this change when you uttered those word full of sweetness and pain "it is finished",salvation was gained and your purpose was accomplished. Courage Blaq®

Broken King Whole Servant

Did you hear about him?did you hear about the king slain for his servants,the price he paid to reclaim them to himself....a king laying down his life?..that's impossible,that is wrong,yet he cared less for his love for them made it seem like nothing...his glory was dragged through the mud yet his broken body beared the burden of their sins...for their praise would echo his sacrifice for eternity..As he cried out in anguish with every inch of the nails tearing through his wrist His love was made perfect for he knew every strike of the hammer drew him closer,closer to restoration..the nations could hear his screaming but stood afar looking aloft upon this wretched figure who bargained with his life to their gain.Hell rejoiced as the Christ hanged on the cross not knowing the beginning of its end had come...The Messiah had died and the hope of generations yet unborn seem to flicker like the flames of the candle in the presence of a billowing wind...then came that glorious day when the blood surged through his body as his heart beat with a thump...each breath he took was like a kick in the face of death,Hell shook and the devil trembled as he handed the key of hades to The KING who rules all kings...Rejoice oh earth for your redemption is won,shout and leap for joy for you have being made whole... sing the joyous hallelujah knowing your redeemer has risen and your price is fully paid,for for your sake the King was broken like the crashing of the waves he was bruised for your pu