One Step At A Time
Many-a- time we have been told the baby crawls before she walks, struggles before he talks, taking a step at a time is not a parrallel choice to attaining success.
Rushing equals to crushing they say, which is not as much different as building castles in thin air because in the end both lead to nowhere.
See! no one seems to understand that from the onset, in between lays a processone has to digest the facts.
The truth in His word is evident
the proof lays in what this pen Indites
am only Here to resurrect what was left of it
A Tale For The Blind
I possess the eyes that only see the night at its peak, the darkness conceals my ability to see, yet my mind envisions a future with a less fraction of bleak.
Day by day, am in an effort to relent my fears with a faint hope of seeing the light of dawn, but end up repainting the misery of the pitch black i always see, which is evident that my fight is in void and my toil is just a mere call for tears.
I dont know who needs to answer this but why?
why does this keep happening to me?
I mean, Hope whispers and tells me the best is yet to come but how is it that no matter how hard I try and become better,
I always end up with the worst outcome.
How do you live with yourselves?
How do you not think of the families that suffer the pain and loss of their beloved?
Like what do you Gain?
Are we lost or is the compass broken? when our faith is tested, identity is rejected like half-digested food so what the mouth forces out nowadays is filth and is still accepted by the youth, this is the story of my life I wonder if we are headed in one direction.
Are we lost or is the compass broken? my mind cant fathom why we keep the tokens in our pockets and dont appriciate our worth.