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Dalung Gladys Poem
I might not be the perfect dream revealed or look anything close to my dream now but
dont judge me yet- am definitely it.
Why was I born a baby first and not an adult?
Please dont judge me too soon, time they say is the acid test for value.
Change is inevitable, the now might not give you much hope about me but-
Please dont judge me yet as the clock ticks know am also moving close to being revealed
It might seem impossible or too late my manifestation to you but dont write me off yet cos
am coming out,
Yes am down but the way up it's said is down, yes am out but greatness starts from inside
out, yes am weak but I have a greater strength -God is in me. Yes am poor but the gold and
silver are my Father's!
am just a todler with certain posiblity of maturing every passing day so, please dont judge
me yet because am definitely comming out!
Copyright © Dalung Gladys | Year Posted 2008
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Dalung Gladys Poem
Give yourself the chance to dream and live when the world will not,
Give yourself the chance for the new day God has given you,
Give yourself the chance to hope for a better future,
Give yourself the chance to live a purpose driven life,
Give yourself what no one else will-
-dignity
-vision
-the will to carry on
-discovering the limit of the possible and the ability to live what you believe,
what is true, what is pure, what is noble,
all that is you,
Please, give yourself a chance today
Copyright © Dalung Gladys | Year Posted 2007
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Dalung Gladys Poem
Alone with the sheep with his staff and sling,
selected fine stones to drive the enemy from attacking the flock
The least among mighty men, exalted by the most high yet belittled first as a little
shepherd boy
watched the flock with commitment, never knew the price for that and expected
nothing yet shepherd with all his heart , might, body and soul risking his life for a
little lamb
the lion could have devoured him but his sheep was first, that was his primary
concern and he dared to exhale in it despite all odds
The elite never knew, how could they have understood Gods mighty plan in a
stead for a little shepherd boy?
Time went by, chance came his way though they just let him go, he brought down
a giant what they couldn't brave up to,God exalted the humble, made him a king
whose father was not
Oh, how I wish men will but learn from this little shepherd boy the act of true
commitment and humility and know, God does not take this two for granted
Copyright © Dalung Gladys | Year Posted 2007
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Dalung Gladys Poem
In the darkness, I lost my way
Groping through empty space my soul yearned for hope,
I hope to find in such despair, the kind words of a friend
The gentle touch of my father
The warm embrace my mother could give
Oh! life I seek to find you
My lungs was pleading for mercy,
Gasping, gasping for air to breath
I could see with pain my life slipping away, as they had so desired
God! I called out,
If you are real, send me help
The silence fell, the curtains dropped
falling over my fragile body, my weak arms and shaky feet
could this be the end for me?
Oh! I wonder, searching through my emptiness the mystery of life
The joy of living, a reason to live on, to hope on and dream on
Am awake from this sleep of mine
From this state of mind
I refuse to be put down by you my misery and my foe,
By you great adversary I faced yesterday
By you Oh darkness that once entangled me
The shining of the sun smiling so bright at me today tells me these;
You are alive!
You can hope on,
You can dream on,
You can trust on,
You can live on,
For this reason I say it out loud,
I am alive!!!
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Dalung Gladys Poem
she sets free
she aawakens
she lightens the heart
she eases our every pain
she urshers in courage to move on
she gives hope, so a tearfilled eyes can smile again
she provides strength for ahead
that is laughter
in moments of pain and loss, where laughter seem to be luxury reserved only for kings,
when pressures and sorrows impinges on our ability to find her, she finds absurd and unusual
ways to come in with her healing power
accessible to the richest of the rich and the poorest of the poor, yet less often in pain do
we find a need for her to exist in our lives
accept it or not, she is a vital necessity in every heart and every mouth
oh, that we constantly realise that she is as important as the air we breath,
like a raging volcanoe, she is an erruption of joy, an essential commedy of life
beauty best discribes her.
Copyright © Dalung Gladys | Year Posted 2009
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Dalung Gladys Poem
What best friends
hand in hand you walk
existing together through time, never separated
for reasons do seasons exist
Not always expected but you show up anyway,
with each ticking of the clock am assured you're still there only to show up at the
right time
seasons are for reasons
reasons for seasons never defined
Time comes and goes
tears fall, pain laughter, glory and shame exist
expectations are fulfilled or denied
all in it's seasons for it's reasons
You wait for no one
never delayed, never hastened
nothing holds you back not even fear
you are indeed the season that exist for your own reason
making all things beautiful in it's season for it's reason
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Dalung Gladys Poem
I see in my dream, the red flowing river,
Red not from its source, but the shed blood of nations,
From Africa my motherland to Europe.
I hear the sounds, so hard in my head,
Not of drums and tambourines but of guns and missiles
I see right beside me, the one I had hoped and longed to share a meal
lying in the red flowing river
Am I next? is she next? are they next?
How did we get to this point?
where humanity lost its purpose,
Children are raised to tell not how red our blood is in hospitals but on the streets?
instead of guitars for toys, they are taught how to handle a gun and know grenades!
Has mother nature forgotten that the groans of childbirth for all races, tribes, and religions are the same?
was it only existent in my dream?
Am I next?
Next in line for the hate, the cruelty, and death so callously spread amongst brothers, nations, tribes, and races?
Am I next in line for the increase you need in the flow of your red river?
I can only ask and wait.
Copyright © Dalung Gladys | Year Posted 2022
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Dalung Gladys Poem
When time is due, I shall come forth-
that is natures way
If I spring forth before I am due to be revealed
I will be nothing but a stillborn
The harsh reality of life are not meant for stillborns,
I must therefore be incubated for due time
I see and understand from all of natures way that everything that came into
existence was incubated for the right time
When the time is due nothing can fight against manifestation-
then, existence must begin.
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Dalung Gladys Poem
Could be so real
Could be so true
too good to be a lie
until unfolded you never know
Cant always see it coming
Less often expected
Exposes itself in those least expected
to ourselves have we been true?
It lurks in every conner of the human mind, body and soul
waiting for the right time and the right target
deception, so patient, ever patient for time
It could be hoped to be a dream but it's real in every sense
rips apart a loving heart
shatters dreams, lingers hope, distroys friendship,kills trust, births suspicion
and hate
What a monster to be dreaded
Oh, deception.
Copyright © Dalung Gladys | Year Posted 2008
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Dalung Gladys Poem
What is more certain other than uncertainty?
It is certain a baby is born the moment the cry is heard but uncertain if the will live to a ripe
old age
It is certain their prospects to prosper as they advance in age but uncertain if they will end
well
It is certain that you will decide to close your eyes and sleep after a hard days experience
but uncertain if you will awake the next day to face it,
It is certain when you awake that you have the chance to live life yet another day but
uncertain if it will be a good or bad day-or even be your last
Indeed nothing is more certain than uncertainty
It is certain all we can see, feel and touch but uncertain what is in our minds eye,
It is certain the dreams we have but uncertain if we can hold on and see to it that the are
manifested
It is certain the laughter seen on our faces but uncertain the magnitude of sorrows we bear
in our hearts,
It is certain the open wounds all can see but uncertain the level of pain we feel
Uncertainty is evidently certain as nothing is more certain than uncertainty.g
Copyright © Dalung Gladys | Year Posted 2008
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