He is the God who can make it happen
Stand up and believe the Good News
The God of the Impossible is ready
Your faith in Him is steady
Dreaming beyond the call of duty is essential to your legacy
He is the God who can make it happen
God the Father is here to assist you
You need to persist in your faith because
He is the God who can make it happen
Stand up and believe the Good News
Mark Frank
Copyright 2025
Drinking more alcohol and drunk
Falling into the mud at waterfalls
Creeping in grass like a Crocodile
The parrot sung ,"
Haibo...Oh!
Booed...
Drunken...yoh!
Vooed...
Bitten the innoncent parrot like a bulldog
Veiled your face and Closed your ears in open view
Other parrot sung,"
Haibo...Oh!
Booed...
Drunken...yoh!
Vooed...
You put yourself into the trap
because of drinking
And drunk
You are Shameful
because of your druken actions.
Written February 27/2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris
WE THE PEOPLE of the United States are the American Militia
We are the ultimate first responders
We confront the criminal, the weather event, the catastrophe
We as law abiding citizens own the Arms to save lives
While waiting for needed, professional first responders
We as American Militia may assist our professional
Law Enforcement Officers who confront
The challenges to life
With their lives
For our lives
We are eternally grateful and indebted to them:
OUR HEROS
MY FRIEND
By: Erastus “Popyeny” Shipuleni
Who is my friend?
What does my friend do for me?
Where does my friend fit in my life?
How important is my friend to me?
When is my friend, is my true friend?
Why do I need my friend?
You are my friend in need as well as in deed.
My friend comfort, assist, support in times of difficult.
My friend fit everywhere in my life, such as decision making.
My friend is always there for me, in good & bad times.
My friend is always ready to support me in times of difficult.
You assist, support, comfort, share ideas in making the right decision.
How?
Who?
What?
Where?
When?
Why?
How?
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light within the raging storm
another grain at cascade's end
a grasp when stumbling
press when crumbling
no needle, thread, but still the mend
a drop when drought has sunk all hope
and happiness has turned away
a bucket for tears
a reprieve from fears
a home to return to when led astray
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