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Haba Father Aint i a child? This bone i'm served is a bit too hard this load i bear could break my back do you feel my pain or i'm just too old i ache from running, i sweat from toil carry me some miles...
Burst into songs and short for joy For God is within you and you will not fail His unfailing love for you can never be shaken For sure, He will extend peace to you like a river He will give you treasures of...
Leaking... Something leaked I know not how Who poked the holes and with what But something changed and i feel the loss Hollow! Drip, drop, in dribbles it went A little lie, some mighty tales Malice with Alice Perhaps I'm callous Mercy Lord, restore this heart Fill my cup for...
As the sun stretches waking up from its hideout in golden rays , rays of gold my eyes seek you,I look up to you My ears twitch listening for you at noon And when the sun sets, when it goes to sleep i find my...
I was pregnant and buying baby things when Crystal told me about coconut oil. She had used it for her baby and had such glowing reports about its effect on her baby’s skin. So she made some virgin coconut...
Is anything too HARD for the Lord? At the appointed time, when the season comes around, I will return to you and Sarah shall have borne a son- Genesis 18:14 Today, It’s been laid on my heart to tell...
Under the stars in the moonlight, You told me stories of life, Ancient stories of my ancestors, From tree to tree, generations evolving to you. You showed me where to walk, That i fall not where you fell, Secrets of your heart untold, The wisdom of...
My mother’s brothers love strange girls, girls of the nights plus the ones they meet at work. Real girls and the ones that could pass for men, anything in skirt and heels that has breasts would do. The youngest...
Starting a business is no joke. From birthing the idea to owning a growing business is not a journey to be embarked on without wisdom. What made some entrepreneurs successful in the past was taking time to listen to...
Unclothed yet fully dressed, Naked, my heart lay bare Propelled into your arms without motion We talk, our mouths unmoving Simply with a look, you make love to me Just these eyes, These hazel eyes, They touch, They burn. Deep pools of promises, i swim in them Holding me...
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Poetry itself demands life of me, Were I to ignore the pull, every intersection would lead me right to it. It’s a spiritual tugging that demands I give, give of the thoughts that flows in my veins, feeling my path through life with words. Stay connected and let us journey together