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i am quite certain deathbeds are uncomfortable none will surely fit the breadth of your existence nor the sorrows from your loss ?
“I was a child soldier stolen from my tribe and forced to learn to shoot a gun. They played tricks on our minds. My wife was made to be their slave– to do whatever the soldiers wanted. God was miraculous– I was rescued before I ever was made to kill another person.” My jaw wanted […]Continue reading “In The Midst of … #9/11 #crisis #suffering — We Go Fish”
deep in thought too many lives to count wings of gratitude Thankful for lives that have made the sacrifice for freedom. Please enjoy more of Steven Slack’s work here.
Again WordPress changes to a new form when the original form was the most user friendly. Now we rely on less that says it gives us more. Ha. I’d rather learn code than learn which button I have to press to get to another button to then hit a cursor to then type my name.Continue reading “What Am I Doing Now? #wordpress #editing”
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A wave pushes me under look in eyes of anathema there’s never been love’s glow my spirit is weak I tremble alone you hand me the knife “Do it. “ die- get it over with there is one heard my cry in the wilderness *** The words pour out. One woman echos the words ofContinue reading “I Want To Die… #devotion #prayer #Covid19”
We put our heads together to determine the best colours for the Sun. “It’s hot you will burn up.” He teases as he drops the hot red ball. “Now this circle is blue and cool to touch.” He holds the ball over his head. “There’s alot of water around Africa.” “Is it floating?” “Certainly not.”Continue reading “Inspired #children #education #africa #ourcall”
The clock it is a ticking which way am I to run storm front at my doorstep where did it come from Fear can be my master give way to its despair I tremble in the closet devastation is so near cling to strength and promise your shield will be there the storm may beContinue reading “The Coming Storm #poetry #storm #dorian”
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