This Year

Spiral and spiral on a spot like barber's seat;
A step  forward a step moving in the rear.
When  shall I zealously confront this heat?
Things must not be the same again this year.
Now I shall hold my loin and change the gear.

My anointing shall wash every spell away;
The Lord has said it is my year of ascension,
Where there is God certainly there is a  way.
Moving to the next level is my year decision,
With God it shall be in geometric progression.

This year only with Lord I  will collaborate;
On my path angels shall remove every brake.
I shall therefore have course to celebrate; 
When my life becomes my Lord's stake
With smile I shall cut the winning cake.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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January 11, 2015 at 6:27 PM
Cut the cake to the new year...The Lord will guide you...C--->A
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January 11, 2015 at 10:54 PM
Thank you very much,I am already loving you Cupids Arrow...huggs
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January 11, 2015 at 4:31 PM
you show such great optimism for the new year. Wish I could do the same!! Good luck in the contest, Kayode. (I have a question I am dying to ask you. Is your name pronounced KAY OD, with a long O? Or is it KAY O DEE?)
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