Poetic Soul Provider

promoting Healing through Love that we may Live








About Acholam Birago
Truths lie dormant at the core of our character, suppressed by life's daily journey, repressed by fear's false declaration of power. Their dormancy causes our spirit to sleep in the bed of deception with restlessness as a detriment to the heart. Awakened by God through trial and admonition, Acholam Birago travels through the tunnels of the soul unearthing the purpose planted by the Husbandman in the hearts of His people.Acholam Birago, a name of stability, humility, and victory. A name derived from the lands of Africa, kissed by the Nigerian sun, defined by the tribe of Ibo. A name tagged with a charge to deliver a message to love's vacant territory.

Wisconsin-born, Birago spent the first twelve years of his life in the projects of Milwaukee with his mother and siblings. Chicago became a second home as frequent visits to his grandmother, “Ma” warmed his heart with aged wisdom and meals that could only be cooked by the ol' school. Relocation to his father's house gave parental rights to the streets of Los Angeles which instilled its own wisdom into his thirteen year old mind.

With the Word as his guide, love as his landscape, and poetry as his vehicle, Birago delivers a message of restoration. His poetry motivates men to move in God, inspires them to proceed in purpose, and empowers them to enrich the lives of others. Inspired by the blossom of character in children, motivated by their struggle under the roofs of conflicted custodians, he strives to restore the love into the hearts of others as God intended. Reaching men and women within their respective roles, Birago pierces the heart, exposing the wounds, so that God may heal.

TRUST ISSUES

Acholam Birago

You’ve been lied to, disappointed, cheated on and deceived.
Things you won’t even talk about because no one would believe.
Don’t trip, it doesn’t stop, deception never ends.
It’s going to happen to you time and time again.
You don’t know…we’re living in a world of sin.
And this trust game we play, no one will ever win, or lose.
Try not to be confused.
I guess it’s time for me to break out the rules.
But there aren’t any…
Trust is faith and you have to have plenty.
But not in man
It doesn’t matter if he’s or she’s even a friend.
Walk with me so I can try to get you to understand.
This may strike some of you as kind of odd,
The only secure true relationship we’ll ever have is with God.
So if God doesn’t dwell in yours or their heart then there’s no true bond
Just souls exploring darkness with no light from the Son
He understands what we need and what we’re going through.
For no man can ever do the things that He can do, unless he’s directed to.
Look into my eyes to hear if I’m telling the truth.
Reach into my heart and you’ll find there’s proof.
Trust not that your situation will last forever
And don’t ever get caught up saying, "I would never"
Mess around and get caught up in life’s stormy weather
Before you know it, to the sounds of panic you’re dancing with the devil
For the enemy plants seeds of doubt as his means of being clever
his goal is to weaken our faith, trusting that our trust in God we would neglect
Trusting that our faith will turn to fear when not knowing what to expect
But trust me… OK then trust in God, for truly trusting in Him makes trusting not all that complex.
Lord my heart is opened for I truly trust you,,, so who got next?

Acholam Birago/your Poetic SoulProvider



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