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Tuesday, 9 January 2024

POEM TO SELF

2024 NEW YEAR MESSAGE 


I need more time for myself in year2024,

Dedicating all the accolades I’ve got to me.


Using all strength to preserve the dignity in me. 

The G in the RACE is sufficient to pull me through again.


Woe to him that puts his trust in men, 

there’s hope to him that is joined to a living dog than a dead lion.


I’ve ran to Zion my succours, fortress and tower of rest.

I kept hearing to your tent o ye Isreal, and I say to myself: 


To your tent O ye Laitan, for the lord will find you a lasting rest. 

I’m not a weakling, neither am I the toughest, but the innermost strength that has helped over and is fading out.


Where or when will I find myself a place of rest that I can call mine?

Jesus I’m married to you over and again… penned from my heart to my humble self. 


(Feminism Woken In Me the Umpteenth Time)

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