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.

Darkness

Acholam Birago
Now that you have acknowledged light in me please don’t assume I am light.
For it is possible for light to dwell in darkness
Yet not possible for darkness to dwell in light
As my dark soul continues to journey to light my emotions leave trails
of sorrow, regret, hurt, pain, shame, deception as well as betrayal
My spirit has too often been dimmed by selfishness
Thoughts ruled by self–entitlement
Soul imprisoned within the boundaries of pride
And although light flashes throughout consistently
There seems to be a short fuse in my patience, which is needed to strengthen my faith
Darkness consumes my heart from failed relationships
Darkness rules my mind over past experiences
Darkness wars with my spirit yet its light source will not allow it to be defeated
Even though it feels defeated
Battered and bruised
I somehow rise another day to fight again
And he said unto me, “My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength
is made perfect in weakness.
Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the
power of Christ may rest upon me.”
Surrendered and committed
I pray for each of my steps to be guided throughout the rest of my journey
For the light that I’m destined to become
Shall light the souls of those who choose to travel the same path as I
My journey is no longer for me
Yet it is for God’s glory
As my darkness will soon fade to light
“The light of the body is the eye: if therefore thine eye be single,
thy whole body shall be full of light.”

Acholam Birago,
your Poetic SoulPovider

The night is far spent, the day is at hand: let us therefore cast off the works of darkness, and let us put on the armour of light. Rom 13:12

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