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Keeper of the Ancient Doors

Thou Keeper of the ancient doors
Thou Angel of the deep in the light
Thou Spirit in the seers of the times of yore
Thou that keeps the secrets of the distant future
Thou that preserves the history of the ancient past
Grant thou me entrance through thy door
That I may see into the future with thee
For unto the prince of darkness the world shall turn
Save thou grant the son of light the future’s light

Unstop my ears to the whispers from the future
Enlighten my eyes to behold the things that shall be
Grant thou me the spirit of the future today
That I might ride on his wings to times yet unborn
Let me soar on the wings of the eagle from the future
That I may see beyond the now and the near
For unto thee the future is as history in the open
And before thy eyes is nothing ever concealed at-all
Quicken my discernment in line with thine
That I may discern the way thou doesth
Move my heart beyond the things of now
That my passions may be for things unseen

Come unto me oh Spirit of the ancient seers
Come now unto me thou companion of the seers of light
Spirits of my kinds that treaded these realms before me
Grant unto me thine eyes to see beyond the times of now
And spare thou me thy ears to hear from the future
Say unto me the mysteries that are hidden
Open unto me the choices of men yet unmade

Thou that knowest tomorrow teach thou me
Thou that seeesth tomorrow show thou me
Beyond the quest for the things of now
I crave to see the things to come
As my destiny and inheritance in the light

Thou that came upon Daniel here am I for thee
Thou that came upon John descend now on me
Thou Spirit that was on Patmos be my guide today
Possess thou me, Spirit of the seers in the light
Open am I unto all thy visions
And unto thy voice I yield this day
Grant thou me the pass to the future thou seeth
Thou Keeper of the ancient doors

-Samson Ajilore 25: 06: ’11,1pm FCT
Samson Ajilore

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Time past and the future give way to this present picture,
But can somebody tell me how to recognize that gate that leads to the bed of roses,
We speak about the future like the past is a grain of sand on the shore,
Washed away by the ocean tide,
Giving way to new grains to make a portrait of the present,
These past memories stay deep in our heart like the depths of the ocean,
Though it gets washed back to shore ones in a blue moon,
Reminding us that our past is a standard measurement of our strength,

Time moves so fast making the past to fade away,
this makes us seem so secured about the present,
Forgetting the fact that our present becomes our past that was once a present from nature as a new day,
Some take the future to be a dream and a wish,
But I take my future to be what I see when I stand from the bottom of the mountain to look at the top,
And my past to be the depth of the ocean that can always be washed ashore …
The only thing I can control is my present,
Yes cos my mind controls my hands to give you a flash of what goes on in my head
Like this words i write to you was once my future and will become my past, making my future my past and my past my future..So ironical isn’t it?

Standing here I sure know 1 thing,
I will reach the top by that foot path,
Yes of course it’s not to mean that I wouldn’t fall,
But I have to break myself off my present past and walk with grace to stand where I belong,
There where I am the king of my destiny,
The past is just going to be a page of memories,
And my future will become my present making time constant in my head,
Because I stand on my past which was once my present and my present which was once my future, making time equal and constant
As I flip thru this page of life,

By: ade
adeniran oluokun

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My Rights Go Hand In Hand with My Responsibilities

My rights go hand in hand with my responsibilities
My rights to having a perfect childhood
My responsibility to being a good child
A brighter and an excellent way to my adulthood
As a child it is not acceptable to be wild
My rights go hand in hand with my responsibilities
This is marvelous for my future
This is good for my future.

My rights go hand in hand with my responsibilities
My rights to quality education
My responsibility to study
A brighter future for our generation
This can be achieved by everybody
If we let our rights go hand in hand with our responsibilities
This is superb for our future
This is good for our future.

***The Book Of Hope
Young Church

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The Future Is Dark

Hear the voices
They call
Every instinct
To defend

Must resist
But cant for long
Toying with fate
Ice replaces blood

Trying to save
One that wants
to hurt
I know the future
It’s dark

Want to warn
but cant
Silent agony
Always mocking

Is one life worth another?
To kill to save?
To save the defenseless
that won’t be saved

If the future
was set in stone
it would be

But the future
can be changed
There are bands
of Diamond

Stone can be carved
But the cost
Too much

The dark future
Cold Obsidian
The Diamond bands

Were they imagined?
A hopeful fantasy?

The dark future
Timothy Kashorek

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