IN HIM I LIVE

My mouth is a pantry of worship and not a den of bullsh*t.
How can I give the Lord's dance to the beat of negativity//
How can I lift my hands in praise of inequity//
How can I give thumbs up to the things that evoke the wrath of Elohim, the supreme divinity//
How can I interpret the favor of Adonai as a mere act of serendipity.
How can I say I win the battles of life by my wits n wisdom when it is bt the Lord of hosts who fills my mouth with a song//
How can I claim ownership of the blessings of what I am just a caretaker of the blessor El-eleon//
Who brings increase to my oil n my corn//
Making me enjoy peace, silencing the storm. I may not tear down a flower, nor end the life of a fly//
I may not speak ill of anyone, or cause tears to drop from the innocents eyes//
I may not starve acts and release them upon innocent mice.
How can I boast in the fact I am good when my goodness is nt a guarantee to heaven but the acceptance of Christ, as my saviour; the acceptance of him; Yashua Hamashea..~ laud de poet

THE SINNERS PRAYER

Draw knives against daggers...
Rain curses upon pastors...
Raise machetes and pull triggers...
Sleep at day and operate in darkness...
A great deception for the masses...
An elder in my neighbourhood, greatly respected by all and sundry...
But deep down I live in misery...
My life is a defeat, truly true my body is da temple of God, and what am doing to it is a mistreat...
This world is indeed a battle field and da stand I have taken I have to retreat...
Who am I lieing to enough of this life of deceit...
The best adjective to describe what I have da truth is reject...
And the time has come for me to accept...
Forgive me my sins oh Lord, for today; you I accept...
As my saviour, da sinners prayer I have prayed, and I know this very moment it takes effect...
Empower me oh Lord to detest what U detest...
Reject what U reject...
What better time to recieve U as my Lord and saviour, my boss and my master than this time when air flows freely thru my nostrils..
Thank U Lord in da name of Jesus.

Amen n Amen.~ldp

GOOD GREAT AND MORAL SEX

I have been wondering, lately I have been wondering

Sex is a good thing, right?

Good cos its needed to procreate, right?

The marital bed is not defiled, right?

So then why is any talk about sex generally considered immoral,
As though sex in general is an act of immorality

When sex is a moral thing to do, designed by God for us to engage in if we have to obey His command of filling the earth

God will not condone immorality an act of sin, if He desires us to be moral and far from immorality

What then makes it immoral?????
The way we say it or the way we do it?????
For indeed approach can redefine or define things it,
make good bad or make bad worse, but can never make bad good bad.

And so I encourage if ever we must have Sex, lets have moral sex

I don't speak of safe sex, rather moral sex,
Lets not evoke the wrath of God by sexing immorally,

Lets have moral sex if ever we must have sex.
I speak not of same sex, for same sex is never an act of morality

Lets have great moral sex with the opposite sex on the marital bed for the marital bed is not defiled
Lets have sex after we exchange marital vows
Who cares how long or short it takes, I advice its not too short though, for I believe God desires we have a FUN life
Lets have good sex, lets have great and moral sex.

Now this ia the thought of Laud de Poet on the ever popular word SEX.
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... LAUD HALM-QUARTEY IS A CONTEMPORARY POET FROM GHANA WHO RESIDES IN TEMA.
AFFECTIONATELY ADDRESSED AS LAUD DE POET (LDP)

Influence

INFLUENCE

Breakfast in bed! !!
Do I say I miss those days or rather I pray they come to pass,// how can I catapult stones in your ears.// when I know your heart is made of glass,//
Mouth to mouth therapy, resuscitation no time to check if ones breath is bad.//
If something out of the blue happens and you've lost so much blood, in time of donation there is still time to check if its contaminated or not,// different emergency situations, different approaches, not all gifts can be rapped up in boxes,// at least I can confirm that of hugs and kisses.//
Amonsinn for the eighties, pad for the nineties, with respect to the flow of blood in women; talk of their menses.//
Different times, different approaches.
Handshake, more thanks, presents to the good samaritan, without a flinch,//
head bat, more punches, more slaps to the snitch.//
Different situations, different approaches. ~Ldp or laud de poet.
Ldp is a contemporary Gh Poet who resides in Tema.....

Tribute To The Late Prez Of Ghana

TRIBUTE TO THE LATE GH PREZ JOHN EVANS ATTAH MILLS

A SPOKEN WORD PIECE

TITLE: 3RD JOHN 2:15
WRITTEN BY LAUD DE POET

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AND THESE ARE BUT A FEW WORDS FROM LAUD DE POET
MINED FROM THE EMOSIONS GOTTEN FROM THE COMPASSION, DUE TO THE SEIZURE OF A MIGHTY BREATH
THESE ARE WORDS FROM THE BRAINS OF MY HEART AND FROM THE HEART OF MY BRAINS
I AM LAUD DE POET!!!!!!!!!!!!
JOHN 11:35 AND JESUS WEPT ......BUT I SAY 3JOHN 2:15 AND GHANA, AFRICA, AND THE WORLD WEEPS
HE DIED MANY TIMES BEFORE HIS SEIZURE OF BREATH, RIDICULED MANY TIMES MORE THAN ANY GHANAIAN PRESIDENT
A GREAT TREE HAS INDEED FALLEN AND THERE WOULDNT BE THE THE NEED TO HHIRE THOSE WOMEN WHO CRY AT FUNERALS FOR A FEE
INTRAVANOUSLY…..
FLUIDS WILL BE NEEDEDD TO BE ADMINISTERED COS TRULY…..
WE’LL WAIL, WE’LL CRY, TILL NO MORE MORE TEARS RUN DOWN OUR CHEEKS
INTERMITENTLY PAUSING TO SNEEZE
HE LEFT WITHOUT TELLING US HE WAS GOING
THOUGH OTHER SCHOOLS OF THOUGHT CLAIM HE LEFT US MANY SIGNS AND WARNINGS
TRUTH BE TOLD HE HAS LEFT MANY GHANAIANS SAD AND MOURNING
3RD JOHN 2:15 AND GHANA, AFRICA AND THE WORLD WEEPS

ACCUSED OF TURNING THE CASTLE INTO A PRAYER CAMP ATWEAMOUNTAIN ANNEX
ADDRESSING A PUBLIC GATHERING HE WAS NOTED FOR SAYING “MENUANUM” ON REFLEX
ON A LIGHTER NOTE WHO WILL NOW “GBAA” FOR US TO LAUGH
ON A SERIOUS NOTE HE WAS NOT SUBJECT TO FOOD AND DRINKS, HE LAID DOWN HIS BELLY FOR THE “ECOMINI” SORRY THE ECONOMY OF GHANA TO BE ONE OF THOSE ON THE CONTINENT TO GROW PRETTY FAST
TALK OF HUMILITY “AGYA ATTAH” WAS IN HS OWN CLASS

NO MORE DO WE RECEIVE HIS IMPRESSIONS ON THOUGHTS OF SOCIAL INTERACTIONS DUE TO THE BEAUTIFUL CONTOURS….. CREATED ON HIS FOREHEAD
NO MORE DO WE RECEIVE HIS SMILE BEAUTIFUL, THAT EXPOSED HIS BEAUTIFUL TEETH
THAT BEAUTIFUL SMILE THAT PUTS TO WORK ONE’S LIPS AND MUSCLE ON THE CHEEKS

I BELIEVE I SPEAK FOR THE MAJORITY IF NOT FOR ALL, THAT OUR WISH IS TO ONCE MORE BEHOLD HIM EVEN IN MOTION
AND NAADU-MILLS, I KNOW THAT WITHOUT AN IOTA OF DOUBT , THAT YOU WISH THAT ONCE MORE YOU COULD EMBRACE HIM
HOW WE ALL WISH THAT ONCE MORE, EVEN AS WE ARE CLOTHED IN BLACK AND OTHERS ON BANDS OF RED PIGMENTATION,
HIS SWEET SOFT VOICE WILL BE THAT TO CONSOLE US, BUT BE CONSOLED THAT HE’S NOT DEAD HE’S ONLY PASSED ON
THE CONTAINER OF FLESH HAS EXPIRED AND HE HAS TAKEN A NEW FORM
UNDOUBTEDLY, LIKEWISE WILL BE OUR PORTION,
BUT UNTIL DARKNESS COMES LET US ENJOY THE MORNING
THOUGH HE MAY PASS ON, GOOD MEN WILL NOT JUST PASS ON
SO AGYA ATTAH WILL LIVE ON
LIVE ON IN MY HEART
LIVE ON IN OUR HEARTS
HE IS NOT DEAD HE IS ONLY MOTIONLESS,
A STATE REQUIRED TO PASS ON,
AND TRULY HE’LL LIVE ON.

AND THESE ARE BUT A FEW WORDS FROM LAUD DE POET
MINED FROM THE EMOSIONS GOTTEN FROM THE COMPASSION
DUE TO THE SEIZURE OF BREATH
ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!.