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    I DON’T

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    Consider myself as anything worth emulating

    Why would you waste your time and resources

    Trying to become anything worthless in being

    I am worthless

    I am hopeless

    A destitute, standing under the spotlight

    There is nothing good within me, except ego

    There is nothing good within me except illusions

    They went out there, looking for someone to emulate

    They travelled far and near, searching for hope in others

    Why would you waste your time searching for dry lands

    To  anchor your soul on, when the ocean is beckoning on you?

    I don’t consider myself to be worth emulating

    I don’t consider myself to be worth emulating

    I’m wrapped up in sin, Without Christ;

    I am a sounding brass,

    A trumpet sound, without meaning

    Look into the eyes of the ones whose heart has

    Been invaded by His (Christ)  very own life

    On this dreary side of eternity –

    There is a refuge of a savior

    For the weary heart and the broken

    His worth in them

    is worth emulating

    • :: McDaniels Gyamfi \\ 4\27\16 ::

  • FOR A MOMENT

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    I thought I was a failure

    For a moment I thought

    Life has not been fair to me

    Maybe, I was not paying attention to

    The little things in my life that makes me

    Feel complete rest with the Earth-Maker.

    For a moment I thought I made it

    Here, by my own strength

    Looking deep, beyond my skin,

    The scars of yesteryear, engraved on my

    Soul, and all the places of my being

    Reminded me that, this has to be Gods

    Mighty hands; invisibly conjuring miracles

    In my life, for all this while

    It has to be Him, but no one else

    I could have died a long time ago

    I could have lost my mind through chaos

    No, no, I am not a failure

    I have been blessed, but was blind;

    To unravel the goodness of my Father God

    I have tasted grace when life was sour

    I have leapt over walls, and stand tall;

    Head above the thick clouds of evil

    Sorry, for having all these thoughts in

    My heart; holding doubts against your

    Faithfulness. You’ve done it. And now

    I am thankful and grateful for your grace.

    • ::  McDaniels Gyamfi \\ 4\26\16 ::
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    WHAT GOOD IN A FALL?

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    what good in a fall?
    someday, you will understand.
    you will grow up to understand
    that, sometimes, you need a real
    fall; crushing your bones on the
    concrete floor, breaking to pieces,
    like Humpty Dumpty, on the side-
    walk of life.
    when you’ve learned to pick yourself
    up, you will appreciate the struggle;
    embracing the new window with  heart
    and soul.
    what good in a fall?
    fall from the clouds of pride
    fall from the clouds of pride
    maybe no one ever told you;
    nothing is stable in the fluffy
    cloudy foundations of pride
    you see, we build our egos up
    sky high above simple realities
    of life; feeling superior over others
    we feel invincible; walking on
    the illusional clouds of self.
    if pride goes before a fall
    don’t you think, my friend
    don’t you think, this is the perfect time
    to fall consciously, from self dependence;
    falling at the feet of Christ, to surrender
    it wont be you again; making it happen
    it will be Him, alone; making it all fall in place
    therefore, fall
    fall form pride
    fall into His love
    Copyright / 11/15/2015
    Written by McDaniels Gyamfi

  • SAVIORS AND HEROES

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    see. faces of men, dancing in pale
    shadows of sadness. Faces of men,
    in quiet cemeteries; buried in
    worn out emptiness and poverty.
    beautiful cities of men, losing its
    glories, through decades of silence.
    we sadly waits for the birth of a
    savior, to rescue us all, from the
    wreckage of yesterday.
    Oh, tell me why! Why do we humans
    always waits for a savior, a hero?
    Perhaps, we’ve been reduced to mere
    men; forgetting that, we have an
    inherent potential, to rescue each
    other, when the evil hands of pain
    & misfortune lifts its deadly head;
    striking the innocent in cold silence.
    Written by A.G. McDaniels // 11/11/15
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  • DEAR, HUMANS Pt.1

    Dear, humans

    Gladden thy heart

    with beauty.

    Love is beautiful

    to the human soul

    Why?

    You’ve deny thy

    heart of its necessary food.

    Emptiness conquers,

    apathy whispers against

    a belly full of chaos,

    fear is overwhelmed

    and dispelled, at the place

    where perfect love dominates.

    feast on love, feed on love;

    thy soul gets it nourishment

    from His loyal  love

    towards you.

    ` A.G. McDaniels

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