The stress of religion The marks left by the beast are evident The position of power The playing of god by man The mind of a sinner The role of sin in humanity The stance taken by the wicked The plans of evil The milk is from the snake The sap is taken from the
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This endless panorama, swamped by luxurious waves of never ending Gloom The further we look the deeper we fall for the Black Hole called third world No amount of lights seems to permit visibility and transference We are constantly under the vigilant watch of “Death Eaters” These watchers subject it’s citizenry to the locusts leftovers
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Again I am faced with genius and it is in the form of a Man , his name is Gerald and again he tells a tale:Enjoy! Do we even need words? Do we need verbs to guide? Or adjectives to describe, This feeling so real this feeling so natural, As life herself. You are the
It’s amazing to see life through the eyes of others.
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Looking up to the sky, I can’t help but be thankful for heavens gift Waking up to the knowledge that I am not walking alone fills me with awe Nightmares quickly become my salvation for they steer me in the direction of you Left or right are not the only available paths, sometimes the way
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The next bread comes before the first day, the light and the darkness fall on the night My might is lost as my sight struck by plight Who can help the strong? and who should hate on the weak? Why does the driver keep to the road? and why does the time look out into
Most are Caught between the crossroads;the high roads or the narrow path Many sit by the sidewalk confused and unable to choose They play it safe by accepting stagnation, forgetting that inaction is in it’s self a kind of action Nothing lasts forever, so why waste the little time allocated to you Most men work
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A love letter to you would be to the world a long letter The words I cook up are heated by the passion I feel for you Longing for your grip, hold me before I loose control of my mind I am a your disciple, I would be your faithful and loyal follower I would
Those that find themselves standing in the empty room of imagination count sheep They Day dream and reminisce over untapped memories and unfulfilled visions To them, participating would have been the best choice; but their time is all spent Time does not reward all this neglect rather attempts to normalize alienated feelings Motion sickness all-around
Idleness breeds Mindless curiosity towards the conceptual versions of what the truth is not All these seem to keep me busy as the world chooses to Trend my nation #Nigeria We are under siege it might seem but the reality of this realization is that many do not share this obvious burden The average man
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