PEOPLE AND PLACES

People and places,

Dresses and cases;

Times and seasons,

On the move, on the go!

Running towards the finishing line,

Drilling treasures from a gold mine.

Whispering and gossips:

Two faced liars and deceivers.

Too many people caught up on trips;

Just too late to return the hires.

But let's all remember that there will be a time of reckoning:

Judgements, rewards and beckoning,

For those who made their stay worthwhile though sometimes painfully lingering;

Yet there would be some who though hindering,

Will have their words displayed on Eternal boards and on walls,

Where there will be darkness, howling and growling!

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The Scars Of Success...

Can you show me some scars? As you reached for the stars; Maybe you did all you could, you know what I’m talking about. When you were trodden down in pain; Negotiating your way to the heights of fame and glory! But you wish your journey was a bit more pleasant; Not laden with the shame that tried to pull you down. Yet you fought your way through the thorns and thistles of life; Wavering and staggering up the ladder of success; Each step stronger than the previous one; Pushing up, up and up until you reached the highest wrung at the pinnacle. Then suddenly your view changes; As you can now see from the heights you have attained; How far down you have come up from, and yet how small figures of uncertainty seem to you at that moment. Then suddenly, you must realize that for every applause and accolade you have received; There’s a God behind the scenes orchestrating events in your favor, So you can fulfill every written code in the journal of destiny; Remembering to always...

GOLD IN THE MIDST OF CHAOS!

Al as, we came back, Through thick groves and swampy forests, We made it through the dark nights, And the street lights; Only to step to the other side, To find something more precious than the calamity that threatened the tide. All wrapped up in a cozy film; And to the delight of our souls; we would have given up the parade, Unless we had stopped to consider the length of the charade! But all through this, it was worth the ride, Well prepared, was the feast on our side, Into the mist which threatened to overwhelm our sight! We tried, but it seemed we had failed; Several times, over and over again; our hearts lurched in the adventures of time, Only then to realise we were at the very brink of discovery- At dusk, standing face to face with stark reality; We had finally found precious gold right there in the midst of chaos! Written by Ewoma

We Look At The Goodness Of God..

Take away the pain, the process, the trials and the persecution; And what's left? Only the glory and the goodness of God! Take away the shame, reproach, hurt and rejection; And what's left? Only the lifting and honour and the goodness of God! Take away the hunger, famine, peril and destruction; And what's left? Only the plenty and abundance, and the goodness of God! Take away the illnesses, diseases and mental conflict; And what's left? Only the healing and health, and the goodness of God! Take away the pride and haughtiness of the human soul; And what's left? Only meekness and humility of heart, and the goodness of God! Take away sin and the disobedience of man; And what's left? Only salvation and the redemption of man, and the goodness of God! Well, for every trial and process we go through in life; At the end of the tunnel, There can and will only be the mercies, the goodness and the glory of the Almighty God! Written by Ewoma

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