SETHORUNZI: My Thoughts & Rhymes

Dear Gay Friend, As a human being I love you gay folks because you are humans and you were created in God's own image before the deviation from God's original plan.  Your pastors or bishops may deceive you but I am under oaths no to... I have never believed and would never believe anyone is or was born gay... Its a consequence of people given to their reprobate minds- Romans chapter 1... Its an expression of our rebellious heart towards God, because from the beginning it wasn't so.... Male and female (not male and male or female and female) created He them- Genesis 1vs 27. It's Adam and Eve and not Adam and Steve. If you are gay, I love you as God's own child,  person and creation but the truth is you are living a lie and in sin. Remember you can do nothing against the truth but for the TRUTH! Get the truth out there.... you need help find it rather than justify the situation or deviation. It's not just a morale issue, its both psychological and spiritual.....

Everyone has a voice, find it, then find a platform to express it... Many may not want to listen, many may not even believe in you Some will try to subdue your voice Still, find your voice, At times situations may mute you Still find a way to your voice Find your voice and speak your message when it's true, not only will they listen, they will amplify it... ALL YOU NEED IS ONE MIC!

Like a deadly hurricane  The stranger came And stole your soul away So broken you can't pray All you feel now is pain After losing all you consider gain Where do you go from here All that's yours is far not near Promise gone The day's dawn You can't change the past So you need to rise up fast All you've got is a fighting chance All you can exert is a single glance You've got only one shot There's only one spot You're left with no support All you have is your effort Before today is gone To where yesterday's l on Let it truly and surely be known That you did your best on your own So when posterity ask You can sigh; you did your task. (Dedicated to all who lost something, someone and self believe to push one more time #TryAgain) Written By: Seth Ogungbe' @sethorunzi 19.02.2015

Many a time you’re broken and exasperated   Without any hope you’re downhearted  When you try your best but don’t succeed When you get what you want but not what you need Darkness seems to becloud every sense of vision You’ve lost every chance of embarking on your mission Now you’re tired but you can't sleep You’re falling down a hollow steep You try to fix what you presume is the problem Hoping to emerge from it holding an emblem  We try to fix everyone but our self You blame everyone else but yourself You can't fix you by breaking someone-else  Believing you can't be wrong but everyone-else Living in denial we fault others to get if off our sleves You apologize and reconcile but all in shelves  If you don’t fix you it keeps coming back like dejavu Look within, for the solution you seek may just be you The lights that enlightens, always from inward come  Your bones ignited, Fix you, and the lights will guide ...

Seth Ogungbe (@Sethorunzi) tweeted at 2:16 PM on Sat, Aug 09, 2014: Weighing on my mind. Issues rushing like hind So much they can blind. Incapacitated, am bind. We're loosing mankind. When we can't be kind.

I grew up hippy like every young little boy Had many unending fun with my boys and toys Tried to be smart and threw in some coy. Foes and Friends brought me hurt and joy Failed and exhaled like fading washed soil My emotions protracted sometime with a coil I sought more attention from all as a Brat-spoil Two-faced like a flying, flapping, flipping coin I sought for soothing spots like a player's groin Forgot today will come without any ploy So I kept expecting I'll always have my toys Alas far gone are my days of being a boy The reality I never envisaged, stares plain and noir I simply can't decipher where to find my toys. Because I never knew who abruptly took my toys! Best of the class now like an insignificant soy Chant of glorification  halted with crucification hoys. Exasperated I quizzed, who took my toys? My hands now void of my toys is saddled with loys, To carve out any and everything but not my toys Same gestures that got me toys now gets me ...

They are obstructed with oppositions They have dreams and propositions They are put in some classifications With or without any consultations Their glances are with obstructions Their chances are on slim positions All they are faced with is confrontations Yet left with no iota of consolidations But, they too are humans.