Wisdom

Where comes wisdom?
And where is the place of understanding? (Job 28:20)
This was an answer JOB was seeking to find.
And also a question on many people's mind.
Is it inherited, developed or simply a gift?
Is it only the ability to make good calls & avoid rift?
Is it simply out-smarting the other person?
Or devising evil to teach offenders a lesson?


Wisdom is the practical application of knowledge,
It is the principal thing in life (Prov. 4:7)
You grow and develop in it, even Jesus had to, (Luke 2:52),
In order to be able to rightly preach the kingdom.
Knowledge tells you fire consumes anything it contacts,
Wisdom tells you not to put your hands into it.
Wisdom is a tree of life to those who have it (Prov. 3:18)
And a crown of glory to them that seek it (Prov. 4:9)


Wisdom isn't hiding as it often portrayed,
It cries on the streets and public places seeking people (Prov. 1:20).
Wisdom is given by God (Prov. 2:6),
And whoever lacks wisdom should ask from God (James 1:5).
Wisdom is always profitable to direct (Ecc. 10:10),
It requires less strength and struggles to that effect.
Whoever walks with the wise would get wise (Prov. 3:20),
Remember Jesus in the temple with the doctors, teachers and the wise.


The answer is easier than what you had expected,
The fear of God is the beginning of wisdom (Prov. 1:7)
And wisdom is the fear of God (Job 28:28)
It's so ironic that wisdom seeks man,
Yet man still goes around in search for wisdom.
The following is what God's wisdom displays (James 3:17)
Purity, Gentility, Impartiality, Peace, Mercy, Approachability.
Here is the true wisdom we should get.


(c) DK... March2009

Mind Games

An old crush said I should have told her how I felt,
That made me feel like whipping myself with a belt.
I blamed myself and just couldn’t forgive myself,
Because she said she felt the same way herself.


My question is, did she actually feel the same way,
Or is she just looking for a mind game to play?
Would she have reacted positively like she said,
Or was she just trying to mess with my head?


If she knew, she would have eventually said NO,
Why did she insist I should have made her know?
Is it just for the pleasure of hearing me flow,
Or is she just trying to make her self-esteem grow?


Playing with my emotions isn’t just right,
That is injustice at its highest height,
Toying with my feelings is just so wrong,
My heart sure doesn’t look like ping pong.


Why not let your No be No, and Yes be Yes,
And Stop playing me like a game of chess.
In my own rights, I deserve some respect,
Because I love you doesn’t make me your subject.


What you show is not only an act of immaturity,
It is a show of your ignorance and insecurity.
It is better you learn how to grow up,
Than messing my affectionate mind up.


What made me so stupid to have told you my mind,
Could it have been love that made me that blind?
With you I’ve always been sweet, gentle and kind,
Looking for love, now its shame and regrets I find.


But remember what goes around comes back around,
Don’t cry when you turn the victim next time around.
You will surely pay for all the damage you’ve done to me,
And to think of it, someone like you doesn’t deserve me.


© DK, October 2009

The Fire

You are the oil that keeps my fire burning,
The gas that keeps my engine running,
The engine that keeps my wheels turning,
And the sun that turns my night into morning.


You are the inscription on my heart,
The description of my complete part.
You are the only picture on my mind,
Because I have set it on auto rewind.


You are the button that turns me on,
You empower me like a loaded gun,
You are the reason why I was born,
The reason why my mother bore a son.


You brighten my life like the sun,
Replaced my depression with fun.
You give me a vision of a sweet future,
That makes me want God to delay rapture.


You put a smile on my lovely face,
Stand strong behind me like a brace.
You give my wandering heart a resting place,
With your sweet kiss and warm embrace.


You give me a reason to wanna live,
Coz I see both of us like Adam and Eve,
Who were created specially for each other,
And were made just to love one another.


Whenever I close my eyes it’s you I see,
Even in my dreams, there you’ll still be.
Your love has completely captured me,
And I don’t even want anyone to set me free.


Our souls have been connected,
Our hearts have been united,
The fire has been ignited,
Lighted to burn forevermore.


© DK, March 2010

Conflicting Reports

My Pastor says practise what you preach,
My father says act what you teach.
But I guess you were not taught that,
Or maybe you just decided to be a brat.
You open your mouth and say something,
Then you turn around & do another thing.
Your words should be in line with your actions,
Instead you keep giving contradicting reactions.
Your behaviour just keeps confusing me,
Because what I hear is not what I see.


You say you are not falling for me,
Yet you can’t go a minute without for calling me.
You insist that I’m definitely not your type,
Yet you can’t go a day without messaging me on Skype.
You told me you can’t become my own,
But late into the night you call my phone.
You say I don’t have a game,
Yet, you can’t stop calling my name.
It’s like you are trying to get my mind screwed up,
Like you are only trying to get my head messed up.


Anytime you see me, your face glows,
You think I don’t know, but it shows.
I know you really want me,
You just don’t want to admit it.
I know you always dream about me,
You don’t just want to believe it.
I know you are in love with me,
You just don’t know how to say it.
I will advise you to stop saying what is not,
And just admit that you like me a lot.


© DK, Feb 2010

Dark Night into Bright Light

Dazed like one hit by a moving train,
Shivering like one drenched in rain,
Trembling like one about to be slain,
Confusion is taking over my brain,
My dreams are drifting away,
My hopes are fading day after day,
My course is leading astray,
My aspirations turning into child’s play,
No good testimony in my mouth to say,
Despite the fact that I always pray.


My heart is crying,
The tears aren’t drying.
My soul is dying,
Degenerating, despite me trying.
My bones are weak,
My blood pressure is at its peak,
My body feels terribly sick,
Not enough energy to speak,
And my vision is going bleak.
Restoration I desperately seek!


Despite how discouraging it feels,
I will lift up my eyes to the hills,
For my help comes from the Lord,
The creator of the whole world.
He will restore my defective soul,
Heal my heart & make me whole.
He shall relive the dream that was once lost.
Therefore, in no one else will I put my trust,
Than the only one who is more than able,
To turn my sadness into gladness,
And turn my dark night into a bright light.


© DK Feb 2010