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Everything is good  Not everything is bad Each time I look back  I couldn't be more glad  With each passing step I see the need to connect  To stay in touch  Remain as one with the Source Things I tried out  They worked out for me Advised others the same Can't say it worked out the same Not to say I didn't face failure  Or had things go a different way Than planned. But looking back I couldn't be more proud I look around  And see the world around me  I ask about my counterparts  Where is your sense of adventure? Not to say they tried their way And it didn't work their way  Or that I was right  And they were wrong Maybe it's because I  Have age on my side  And time against me That I could afford to be Able to leave everything behind  And never my steps rewind  Everyone talks about the money  But to me, it was kind of funny How like I had no roots I couldn't not leave behind  But always I...

People losing their minds in a vicious cycle Is it a problem of being fenced in? But even some who explored and returned  Found themselves in a downward spiral Great children with great promise  Trapped in cycle of diminishing returns Took the road to the highest funway  Had their minds cracked into splinters  See young children once full of life  Become unwitting shadows of themselves  Hovering about like darkening clouds Their guardians freezing in the headlights  High on drugs, but low on goals Aiming at action, but aiming aimlessly  The decline puts a chill on your soul Life a story, value your prose... They said it's because the walls are fenced in That there's something out there doing the feeding  But one thing is certain, God we are needing  Say no to drugs.

Like Humpty Dumpty in a house of cards Your house fell down like the walls of Jericho [And it's hard to pick up the spare parts] Every spring of idea became a dying plant (God forbid!) Something of colour ends up in monochrome  Look before you leap, are words of wisdom But what if faith is leaping before you look? Or is faith leaping before you look? And where then does that place our reasoning? Is it still faith if it breaks like a broom? And what if this leap doesn't pay as due? Should our faith in God make everything (exactly) possible? However, base your plans on something solid Not something that could go up in smoke Do not be too hasty to strike gold Neither delay too long a decisive blow  Be confident in your ability to win the race But don't jump the gun and think it's going to be okay (it's not!) Have faith in God, believe he can do all things But don't back yourself into a corner and put your God to test... Like refusing to serve in a tennis game Then ...

The old man trusts his body   to a piece of metal or wood Not as his god or anything  But as a prop to hold him up The injured man does the same. Alas, love is a walking stick  Sturdy, reliable With you every step of the way Unrelenting, every night and day Sometimes, the stick may break And the rider is thrown  Whose fault is that,  Is it the stick?  Even if it were, a man gets another one And the journey resumes again.  Be as it may, whether strong or unreliable It's not about the form, but the matter. Hear the spirit of the guide, The essence of the walking stick  Is to be with you, to support you; Love is the walking stick of life, To be with you every step of the way... 04/01/24

Long way from home,  My first time alone. Things we joked about in the past Became a reality pretty fast.  Definitely not the way we planned,  Not at all, not even close!  We thank the Lord for growth,  But a bit, I miss the homeland.  The air is dry and filled with dust,  The weather itself is cold to touch,  The wind is rattling my windows,  The roof is creaking like goalposts.  It's noisy on the outside, The mill grinding out its content; The sound of vehicles on the freeway,  Children having themselves a grand day..  It's quiet on the inside,  Just as I like.  The holidays around the corner,  To cool down the day we suffered.  Harmattan and winter, Opposites alike,  Harmattan and winter, Christmas is near.  The months went by pretty fast,  Bit still quite a ways to go: Couldn't leave home fast enough,  Adventures called for me to go.  Harmattan and winter, I'm not alone,  Ha...

Wanted to get angry But I remember God had been there I understood the feeling  of smashing things or smashing people It came into my heart Isn't it right to give God thanks?  For good and bad, to give God thanks?  Even to thank him that the bad was good Or will be good?  To glorify him in the situation  And let him take the glory? I'll set my heart at ease For my God to take the glory What other option is there?  I'm scared of the alternative  So mad I can't consider it But I'll give my God the praise,  I'll give him the glory And thank him like he's already done it That he's already done it For he's already done it Amen.