Rubal runs a building team. All around
London, his pricings keen.' From seven
Till six, he is building on, foundations
That are really strong.! He is quite polite
And his men work fine, call on him today
For your desired;; building and designs.!
To all the Misters
Who thought me a sister
Who found me a bore
In which to abhor.
Who tolerated me in "loving" pursuit of something "else"
Than "love 'til death do us part" as chimes
The whimsical of chapel wedding bells:
I do apologize for having stayed so long
I wish you well, though I dismissed you "gone"
Please do know...from the depth of my soul
I wouldn't have stayed so very long
But, if I did over-welcome my stay., I'll just have you know
I only did embedding the simple thought deep in my soul
That YOU were suitable for me to build MY dream,
Fulfill my goals and visions - yet unforeseen
First thing's first: A "safe" haven is what you miss
All for YOUR exchange altar-trade - a dollar for a kiss....
Nehemiah’s wall ©
Nehemiah rose to build the wall,
He heard the Lord’s commanding call,
Though enemies would mock and scheme,
He stood in faith, he would not fall.
So we will rise and take our place,
With willing hearts and strength by grace,
We build His house, we stand as one,
Empowered by His truth and grace.
With sword in hand and bricks in line,
We watch, we work, by God’s design,
The battle’s His, the victory sure,
All glory be to Him divine.
Build on, build strong, don’t turn away,
The Lord goes with us day by day,
No fear, no doubt, we will prevail,
For God will lead us all the way.
Copyright © Wikus Hattingh | Year Posted 2026
BUILDING SA TOGETHER AND LEAVING NO ONE BEHIND
South Africa our Nation
'Cause of some actions
We have been apart
hatred filled in our hearts
Cries heard day to night
during day day light disappearing
We have been captured as rats
We lived with threats
Our lives as hard as nuts
We should not make eye to eye
rather let bygons be bygons
We must bury the hatchet
we no its easy to say than to do
Do stand together by any means
lets go at making everything right
For our Nation to have light
If we stand together wecan win
Win this battle together as a pride
parents are teachers
guiding children as they grow
opening their eyes
Hokum pokum
we don’t tokum
Chocolate cigarettes
our kids smoke ‘em
Wheaties Eaties
our kids don’t need ‘em
Steroids for breakfast’s ~
what we feed ‘em
May we be blessed to create a world…
where we were building bridges
instead of blowing them up…
Where Instead of discouraging one another
and tearing each other down…
We were encouraging one another
and building each other up
A day is building.' Despite tomorrows sorrows, i pray for discernment, that i
Might not lend, nor borrow ' or otherwise
Bring pain, from time past, into the new
Creation, under your sun moon and stars'
I must ask forgivness only your libation.' For i am so
Prone to sin, anger, pride if it has
a name Lord I could fall right in, I ask for
Your guidance, before i open my mouth
Before i sleep or rise, as i travel about..
I realise your Glory..It Alone stands forever
In your existence, I must only store my treasures.-
e……..em……..emu……emulate……emulation
building words is quite the celebration
constructing sentences is a kick too
conjunctions acting as the well-toned glue
prepositions running up and down
paragraph sneering with a clown’s young frown
my muse tears down rules and jumps over walls
ideas are pinging in my head now like ping pong balls
mail
mailman
mail man’s mailbox
mail man’s mailbox has the pox
may
maybe
maybe a
maybe a bomb?
hear the tick tocks?
I am glad it is the
mail man’s mailbox
building a house means lots of choices
wood, walls, counter tops, windows, light fixtures
worse, it means agreeing
there are an intense number of decisions
My husband had a wall moved three feet once
in favor of his office
I had them change it back
since we could not fit a small round table into the kitchen
building a house is overwhelming to some
a marriage killer for many
we have built three houses
aware now of the tricks and tries of the other
I wake up each morning, with a poem on my heart,
what a beautiful way for a day to start.
Words are powerful, in the form of life,
for they contain, peace, or even bring forth strife.
Words, are what rule the world you see,
thats why I live and breathe to write my poetry.
To fill my world with the truth, in the words I’ve found,
a steady heart, and a mind so sound.
What beauty is hidden, in these words I speak,
as I wake each morning, in these words I seek.
To brighten my day and to cast a smile,
to sit down with my soul, and ponder for a while.
As I begin to write, the words they begin to flow,
as I write, my heart follows where I go.
The words I write, to come to life, lifts me outta the sand,
to know that I write these words, with a guiding hand.
The spirit of the writer, that holds God’s love, so true,
I write that I write, then I follow through.
Words are the building blocks, of this world you see,
so I awaken each day, to build mine with poetry.
He bought a steel building
Someone told him to use
Ancient technology to create
A pro founded dwelling
He bought. the building
he decided a rammed earth center
wall would complete the design
Where the garage door is a cobbled
Wall would installate us that in most
Wintered seasons we are due the
Coldness that winter owed
He drilled holes
And installed rebar
And use cobb to create thick walls
Interioral to buffer the coldest season
The Ancients, the Ancients he
Taught and preached to benifet the
Extremes of the seasons
Both ancient and modern
Cause it ain't she-it and my darn
There is chill to ward-way
To winters cold to spay
Might we benifet for natures negagence
And the thermal mass to ease
and not make task
Oh the Ancients he spoke
to be taken serious and be a joke
that man and family should prosper
And benifet not to chore ah-rah-la-ah
The Ancients both modern and sound
Techs broad and ah bound
Cheapest to material these mortals sound
Oh the Ancients!
With the rocks they carelessly throw at us, we build our Castles; With the rocks we carelessly throw back, they build theirs...
We built off of an empty hope
That’s now dead and decayed
We hung our wants and dreams on rope
And since then, it has frayed
We painted our story on the walls
Which have begun to fade
If we hadn’t built our love so tall
Maybe we wouldn’t have swayed
If we hadn’t built a love at all
Maybe we would’ve stayed
They say that life’s a vapor
Death hides behind its veil
We chose to build a skyscraper
Believing love could never fail
But our foundation was too weak
And the storm, it was too strong
We ignored each shift and creak
Denied that anything was wrong
Then everything we worked so hard to gain
Came crumbling, crashing to the ground
Our laughter, joy, and pain-
Now dust is all that’s found
And we’re picking up every scrap and shard
Of something that wasn’t built to last
Two hearts that have now been marred
Two broken people with a broken past
So our love was like life’s vapor
It’s like the people say
You make it in the newspaper
And are forgotten the next day
You build a skyscraper
Thinking it will always stay
You build a skyscraper
And one day, it starts to sway
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