AK KONCEPTS

UPWRITE MAGAZINE is the first of its kind poetry and writing magazine in Nigeria which is aimed at promoting the art of poetry and writing also, the brains behind the creative art.  This edition is the first if its kind and it promises not to be the last as we shall continue to press forward until the art of poetry and writing hits the mainstream.  FRONT PAGE UPWRITE MAGAZINE is designed and published by AK KONCEPTS. contact info: Tel: +234 809 8675 355 Email: auta.kings@hotmail.com TABLE OF CONTENTS Do not forget to drop your comment in the comment session about this publication and suggestions too Downland a copy from the link below https://drive.google.com/file/d/1-7cDrUS32-CvNj2lv3lRH4WLFr3zzZ5t/view?usp=drivesdk The password to open the file is 9o210.  Remember to drop you email in the comment section so you can get fresh updates on subsequent editions of UPWRITE MAGAZINE. 

SLAYved Wipe! Wipe!! This isn't the sound we hear, Crackle! Crackle!! Is the sound we obey. Our parents told us similar story, But never told us it's gonna be our turn today. I turn around and scream for help, Behold my brother was my terror. He cocked his gun and threatened my existence, I kept wondering why his lenses has pictured me inferior, Why has his heart turned sour and made him bring me to this place? I came to visit you in your house, I thought I had come to visit a brother. You took away my blouse, You offered me not even a cup of water, I thought you wanted us to relax and have a chat Before I knew it, I was in the hands of a trader You were suppose to be my brother, But you became my trader. I sat in obedience right before you Waiting for my buyer. You put a price tag on me Really?! How much does our blood cost? Blooder? What's your trademark? Auta Kings ©2017

For the end of all things is at hand, Be ye therefore sober and watchful; For judgment must first begin in the house of God. So I ask you; Where shall the self proclaimed righteous be? Why shall we continue to fall? Fall for the temptation and enticement of this world? Remember ye therefore Rev 3vs 3 Trials will come, Temptation will come, Persecution shall come knocking, Mockery shall be painted before thee. But comforted shalt thou be Because he hath gone forth to the father, And the comforter shall he rain upon thee. My son attend ye to my words, Incline thy ears unto my sayings For it’s a light to thy pathway. Buy ye the truth and sell it not, And give ye not up upon them. Take heed to yourselves Lest at any time your heart be overcharged With surfeiting and drunkenness of this toxic world. Remember ye Lot’s wife! See that ye refuse not him that speaketh, Turn not back to thy vomit For cursed is he that putteth his hand ...

JUST AS I AM Just as I am, I come, For in you alone I know I’ll find my joy. You are able to cleanse me from my flaws This I know for sure you did on the cross. For I was conceived in sin, Condemned even before I could think, Dead to Christ, and alive to the world Just as I am, I come. An alpha with a pack of sin, Rich with evil thoughts, A terror before your sheep; Baptised in the world And have no regard for the things of the lord. A captain that sails multitude into wreck, Because we’ve come short of your mercy Just as I am, I come. Ready to be washed by the blood, To suffer for my past deeds, For I know the wages of sin is death, I am come to pay my debt; What I deserve, I am ready to get. But I know for a fact You have tasted death for everyman, And ready with open arms Welcome every lost soul. But I fear my sins weigh more Than that which you can forbear Yet as I am, I come unto you. Auta Kings© 2018

WAKE UP! Don’t just wake up to wash up, Dress up and make up Just to find yourself at the bus stop, Checking out what’s up Like it’s your last card; check up! Wake up, wake up, wake up; wake up You don’t need all these fake ups To make up for your mess ups All you need to do is thank God For he made your troubles forgone. Look them in the eye and tell ‘em; get lost! Wake up, wake up, wake up; wake up You don’t need whatsapp to tell him what’s up, Neither do you need any social media to tell him your story. You don’t need Hash Tags to trend his glory You don’t need any filter to show how fresh his word keeps you.  No matter how high your heels are, It can never tell of how high the master has lifted you. So why don’t you just Wake up, wake up, wake up; wake up Auta Kings© 2018

HOW THEN? How then shall we escape If we neglect so great salvation? For this experience brings so much more than peace, Principalities and powers become at ease Cause a new heart shall the lord give you. Dead to the world and wide awake in the spirit, I mean, Dead to flesh and alive with the saints Shall you become. How then shall we escape The second coming of the lord? If we harken not to the voice of the lord Through his servants, Let’s congregate in this ark of salvation, And sail to safety Let’s save ourselves  From this flood of sin that swallows the earth. How then shall we escape? For after the hustle and bustle For mundane satisfactory, Our hearts are turned away from heavenly focus. For his promise is sure “ Behold I come quickly ”  Are you still on the others side? Ona apadi. God’s patience is for your salvation. Wait no more! Auta Kings© 2018

SORRY Enchanted and hypnotised is the state it sent me Soft, solemn, tender and breath taking The rhythm of the sound your vocals beat my drums To an ecstasy of Lovst   Sorry I fell for you  When I was supposed to stand beside you, For all those times I made you do as I do, All the aimless calls that always hit the bull’s eye I say sorry. Sorry if I made you feel too comfortable, That I was a better half than he is, For those times I robbed off your man, The time I tried to be funny and acted like a clown Hoping my stars will shine; 5 stars. You saw it coming, You saw my balls coming strong at you, You saw; And like a spark;  Positive and negative you dodged, Made your point loud and clear In your silence I heard them . You saw my artistry piece And somehow your saw my creativity. You saw paintings of a perfect gentleman Of which I am little or nothing of. You screamed your silence at me And it echoed t...