Primed years of my ancestors

Those days, the wicked did not have the leverage to dine their nefarious hands inside the sweet porridge soup of deceptive glory, the sun refused to cloth their naked brutality with adoration. The earth did smile with an abundance of a plethora of men and women of unquestionable integrity. Sadly, these were the days of hidden clouds of beautiful mother earth, the

primed past years of my ancestors buried inside the belly of history, never to rise again.


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Stirred by tomorrow

It is a magical feeling for one to live to fight another day. A living ant is better than a dead elephant, still being inside the garment of my mortal body has given me a second go at the rugged mountains that has embroidered the golden bridge leading to the path of my success. I no longer see the shark jaws of defeat, tomorrow has stirred up my weak muscles with a divine elixir, the tambourine sounds in my heart speaks delightfully the song of victory. This is it! Am almost there, it is going to be a great handsome victory for the once rejected.


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Merchant of dreams

It is a growling walk across the Himalayas inside an obscure breathing cloth of my subconscious state of being. Here comes the billionaire merchant, presumably my future is so enticing for him to bruise the heels of his pocket full of dirty shekels. When it seemed as if he would buy one`s life and place it into a ripples of failed hopeful dream, the hand of GOD flew down from the sharp shadows of the universe just to save me.I am so lucky to have a mighty GOD as my protector.


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Love is blue with affection

Just like the blue skies, love is so blue with affection. The more you look into the blue eyes of love, the more you are held spell bound by the pure beauty of love, you automatically turn blue with affection. The kisses of love gives you a blue sensation of fulfillment. I love the blue affectionate winds of love, her cleavage is undeniably a safe haven for my troubled heart.

The charming blue hands of love`s tender touches has turned me blue with happiness.


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UNDER THE WINGS OF THE MIGHTY LION OF JUDAH`S TRIBE

I owe my life to Him, a thousand times has he rescued me from the magnetic hands of Mr. Death. The earth is His pillow and the universe is His foot wears. The raging of all the beasts of darkness did not rattle my life because the roar of the mighty LION OF JUDAH`S TRIBE paralyzed the teeth of their evil voices. I am indeed a living witness of the awesome powers of the undefeated mighty LION OF JUDAH`S TRIBE·

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Divinely rooted

Yes, I saw their ferocious looking hyenas prowling about my land for a hungry battle with a mere mortal inside my skin. When they came

near the abode of my living soul, they amazingly took to their heels, scaling the fences behind the veiled winds. Hallelujah, am divinely rooted, darkness is afraid of the skin color of my destiny.

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Happiness necessity of life

Though the tentacles of fate acts harshly with impunity. I conquer all odds and storms by wearing a brave visage of diamond smiles on my face. Happiness is the thousand thousands necessity

of my life, I now know without a trace of doubt that I can do all things through Christ Jesus who strengthens me

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