DRINKING AND DRUNK

Drinking  more  alcohol and drunk
Falling  into the mud at  waterfalls
Creeping  in grass like a Crocodile

The parrot sung ,"
 Haibo...Oh!
 Booed...
 Drunken...yoh!
    Vooed...

Bitten the innoncent parrot like a bulldog
Veiled your face and Closed your ears in open view

Other parrot sung,"
Haibo...Oh!
Booed...
    Drunken...yoh!
       Vooed...

You put yourself into the trap
because  of drinking
And drunk
You are Shameful
because of your  druken actions.

Written February 27/2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris 

SEEING THE HAND OF GOD " POEM"

It meant a lot to me , 

One saturday night around June 2012,
 my spirit was so troubled ,
I  felt so sad.
I could hear some voices telling me to go to the hospital.
 walked night to the near hospital to pray for people,
arriving there and prayed in  different wards of the hospital.
I found some pregnant women
who  responded the doctors'  appointments  of operation,
 they exceeded 9 months
and they could not deliver by themselves.
I prayed for them one by one. 

After praying , some of them  started  having much labor pains .
It was an amazing moment ,
My heart was so excited ,
I was jumping with joy ,
 joyful on my way home in that night.
 knowing  some of them would deliver babies
 before meeting the doctors  on monday.

I memorized their images,
names and  continue to pray,
Praying for them the whole night.
Coming Sunday ,
 I fasted and continue to pray for them.
 Sunday night , 
I dreamt playing  with more babies ,
I felt happy,
Seeing the blessing  from God.
I realized that God answered my prayers.

Coming monday , I went to the hospital ,
the majority of  them delivered baby boys
without oparation and they were  waiting to be  discharged.
 I prayed  for all the  babies
" girls and boys"
and gave them names by the instruction of the Spirit of Christ.

I saw the right hand of God there,
 I was so inspired 
 Very encouraged  on that day .
It was a  special day ,  
it meant a lot  to me  as I was starting hospital ,
prison and school ministry.

I continue to pray for sick people in different hospitals  of Kwazulu Natal.
Some  doctors and nurses understood that I was volunteering in hospital ministry for the love of people.
I was counselling people with different problems in the hospitals
and the results were always positive.

Some teen girls and boys ,
mature men and women wanted to kill themselves.
Some  due to break up ,
Others Cheating,
And abuses.

Few memories are pleasent ,
few memories hurt us ,
 It is the reality of life.

Few years later ,
 I started to meet people who could testify
miracles of God through that hospital ministry.
 Some mamas with their children
who could remind me about my prayer songs that we sung
 when they were in hospitals
"or clinics".
I could meet with some  men and women who could remind me about my poems
which I recited to comfort them
when they were troubled in the hospitals.
I could meet with some criminals who pointed me the gun
and took  my things while walked from the hospital around night.
I could meet with some  women and men  who were homeless
due to drug addiction and changed after counselling
and praying with them.

              Everyone has  good and bad stories
                       to tell at a specific  time.
            I share little about some special days
                       which meant a lot to me. 

Written February 26 / 2023

Master Prophet Alfonso Warally Chris 

CRYING INTO THE OCEAN/POEM

A robber
" robbed some cash,"

Robbed by an other robber,
"Crying for losing robbed money,"

A beautiful girl  screamed
" Two robbers robbing each other."
 
A robber  robbed a robber
"laughed loudly, to have money in possession"
 
The robbed owner ,
"got confused to lose his money."

The police officers arrested
"The robber robbed the robber.
Cried so much in the cell and died"

The robbed robber
" laughed to see both loosing,"

The owner feared to report illegaly millions  robbed.
" Continue crying into the ocean"

Some government officials laughed
" Kept the millions into  their bellies "

Liquor store owners,
Tavern and bar owners,
Hotel and restaurent owners,
Prostitutes,
" waiting  for their shares  "

People
    " On the streets,
     Singing  :  where is the stolen millions."

The government officials started enjoying money over the Ocean while the owner of the stolen millions  continue crying into the Ocean.
" The reality of some government officials, illegal enrichment. "

By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris

#Africaupmedia24 

#Ocean #poetry

GOODBYE/POEM

Goodbye,  

How pleasant it is when some 

Discriminators and Haters  

say " Goodbye discrimination

 and hate in our lives." 

How happy it is when someone burry racism 

and wish

 ," Goodbye racism " 

It is hard for some people to say ," 

Goodbye homelessness " 

But  you can say Goodbye loudly , 

As God is ready to bless you a house. 

An African hustler always says, 

" Goodbye my parents , 

I am  going to Europe to hustle , 

may be it is the last time to see you. 

Continue praying for me to succeed. " 

Sometimes you kiss your lover 

Who loves you so much and say Goodbye 

to enter a hectic relationship ignorantly

And end up  getting heart attack 

How painful it is when we burry 

our love ones and say "Good bye" 

Do you still remember 

when you said Good bye

to your colleages after 

the last metric exam.

I always  remember the  day 

I said  Goodbye to Alchool

Can you say Good bye to Cocain and heroine  today? 

How do you feel when you go to work and your kids  

tell you " Goodbye  mum and dad" 

At the  end ,

 Let us say  Good bye to any hidden or open enmity  ...

Let us love all. 

February 23/2023

By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris

An African /Poem

The meaning of being African