FIRE OF MOODS

    My soul will take flight, And reach for the clouds. Let my head be the price, I will gladly let it go. If freedom is on sale, I will be the currency.   Let my head be the price, I will gladly let it go. For our right is all we have left, And if none will walk west, I will. Let my head be the price, I will gladly let it go. That tomorrow I live long on men's lips, And in the tears of the unshackled. Let my head be the price, I will gladly let it go. I was born a comrade, And sacrifice is my greatest strength. #El_Magnifico™

  Sorrow was my companion, And tears my second name. But I will lose this friend, And change my name, For I am born again, And baptized by the will to succeed. Persistence will become my new name, And greener pastures my new companion, Even if it means giving myself away, I will with a smile on my face. I am the servant with a talent, But I will multiply it into billions. I am done hoping and waiting in tears, For heaven to come to my aid. This is how I will create my own heaven, And become my own god. #El_Magnifico™

  the mind is a battlefield, the very home of war. a man is asleep. he battles with his dreams, and multiple voices he knows and knows not. he is torn, and willing to free himself from slavery. only to awake and show all how to be a complete slave. I am beginning to enter this poem, and letters are at war, fighting for supremacy and favor from my pen. colors are screaming... red... blue... white... black. a grin yell oh, and confusion was born in the brain and fed to the heart. another man is a mixed feeling, he is a member of opposite worlds. his pastor told him to live by the holy book, and his riches would find him. but his friends teaches him to get rich or die trying, for riches respects no rules. so choice waits on him, and the outcome of his battles. there are thoughts and there are choices, but we Aren't slaves of our thoughts,  but we are to what we choose. no one understands this better than Lucifer. your mind is a battlefield, the very home of war. choose your battles wi

  in your eyes are the waves of a sunless sea, that my imagination runs out of pictures to process. your voice is a sacred sermon to my ears, it is engraved on the stones of my heart. your breasts are in my dreams every night, it is a spell I have learnt to enjoy. the floor of your belly is as smooth as pebbles, I would rather lay on them than on glowing gold. your lips are where I hope to spend eternity, they are the reason I breathe. disbelief me not when I say I know magic, f for she has charmed me and ran my brooks, magic to me has a name, and I know her to be Love! 💕 #El_Magnifico™ [[Published on Cultural Reverence Magazine ]]

  I found for me a friend, And hoped I found me joy, But what he did intend, Was hidden in his coy. I felt his love and care, And those pretended trust, I thought this gem was rare, I never knew it cursed. A tool who came to spy, To bring unto me woe, A setup and a wile, Who stung more than a foe. He stripped me to my pants, And clipped my only wings, He left my soul with chants, Of sorrow on sad strings. This friend is a hot coal, I wished he was unborn, He was the very mole, Who made my love forlorn. He stole my pretty wife, And set her for his friend, He stole my lovely life, And brought it to an end. #El_Magnifico™ [[Culled from "BPPC's Chapbook: FRIENDSHIP"]]

  Alphonso Davies When you talk of the best future potentials in European Football, it is almost impossible for anyone not to mention these four names: Haaland, Foden, Davies, and Sancho. All four are sensational potentials who has taken the footballing world by storm with their wonderful performances and exceptional achievements. But placing these four side by side, it is certainly not too difficult to know who the better talent is. Erling Haaland stands out in terms of goal scoring proficiency. Sancho stands out in terms of creative abilities. Phil Foden is a player that can rise up to be a savior for his team when the need arises. But Alphonso Davies is the all-round player who most definitely has the better talent of all four. I'd be comparing all four in salient points below; Erling Haaland 1. Goals Haul Looking at all 4 players, it is worthy to note that Alphonso Davies is a left back, unlike the other players who are in the attacking frame of footballing setup. Automatically

  I wronged you,           I knew I did, I ignored you,           I broke our creed. I grew weak,           And took a break, I sought peak,           And troubled the lake. You reached out,           But I ignored, You did shout,           While yet I snored. You did pray,           While I was drunk, I was prey,           Unto books and funks. You did stay,           For so very long, I cannot allay,           This burden of wrong. Now I see,           That which you saw, I was he,           So blind to his flaw. I so hope,           That it's not too late, How do I cope,           If this is fate. I have learnt,           A very big lesson, I'm like a cent,           Totally gone missing. Do forgive me,           And have me back, Do relieve me,           From this haunty dark. I wronged you,           I knew I did, I ignored you,           I broke our creed. #El_Magnifico™