I'm not "Always ok"
nor "Always joyous"
But I'm trying,
at times I'm not even willing to keep going on,
but I'll find the will to make a way out of here,
they say "fake it till you make it",
but it was because of high school,
I found the heart to lie with hopes and dreams,
I lied because,
I wanted to be happy,
I wanted to be free as sin,
so I had to start somewhere,
with only financial support,
my back up emotional supports gone,
walking alone with only friends and teachers,
all these lies I knew I could never be,
became the foundation for my stepping stones,
but I genuinely do fear for what's to happen if my lies crumble,
-kitsuko Dragonstar
The bereaved family,
Would like to thank the friends and relatives,
for spiritual, moral and financial support,
rendered to the family during the funeral of the late,
who answered the Lord's call.
The family lost a gallant figure in the family
and a breadwinner,
The late impacted a lot of lives during his lifetime
Losing such a figure leaves the family devastated,
but because you were there in attendance.
The burden at that moment was lighted with deep sympathy.
May the Lord Almighty continue to keep and bless you
Let the Lord guide the bereaved family in its endeavors.
Concept Bereaved Family
Poetry Chipepo Lwele
1/02/2023
Poem Title: My Father, My Hero
Written By: Poet Jeremiah
For where I am now
Dad, It's your hard work and dedication towards my progress
Father,
Your prayers for me was indeed not in vain
Your cry unto Christ was not a waste
Your fasting and teaching of God's doctrine has indeed made it mark in my future.
Father,
Your financial support has made me who I am today
Your ambition to get me educated is actually amazing.
Father,
You advise me to always be cool and kind
You told me not to engaged my life activities with disobedience people
You acknowledge me that God love obedience
Father,
With you I have felt no hunger
Everytime you refilled me spiritually and physically
Something I can't pay for ????
Father,
You are such a amazing man
You vision in making me useful is quite unplayable
Without you, I could have been lonely like a ship over the Ocean.
This Poem is delicated to Danny W. Paye and all the Father who seek the interest of their children ????
Poet Jeremiah ????????
©?®?24/12/21????
Keep following ???
"A photograph (1949) - my father's story, a gloomy image"
A young man, who already has a heavy luggage
The backpack he has been carrying since birth
a gloomy image ...
The struggle to be present in life
He pushes his hair away from his eyes
where he walks in an unknown city
Everyone knows it's pretty tough to be young
It's about growing up ... fast
Dare to go out into the world,
naked and vulnerable -
a gloomy image ...
He had to help his mother, stepfather
and half siblings - a financial support
Wish I could read his thoughts
Dig a little deeper into the human mind
The meaning behind your pain
Humiliation and never accepted
This is not a sunshine story
a gloomy image ...
Although the photograph is yellowed and faded
His thoughts means an irreplaceable role for some
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Egostic
You might give someone the title for their book
But that doesnt mean you gave them the words
to write
You may give someone a dollar because they need it but
that doesnt mean you are their financial support
system
For we are so narcissistic in ones accomplisments
that we see ourselves in others bodies when we
look in the mirror
And we are hipnotized by a mask that we wear
and be come obsessed.
Conceited
We expect so much that
in our minds
we
are the now the light
that has the gravitational pull
that forces a "body" to rotate
around us.
Don't we see that there have more important
things to complain about
Why do we expect someone to give to us for
helping them
Why did we let help become
ones burden
Instead of a relief
We are the causes
But complain about the effects.
A BOX FACTORY
During the time of enslavement,
Many stories were told.
Life as a Mississippian was not uncovered.
In Black History, no one knows the tale
Of Wolfe’s Plantation there in the hills.
Life is a plentiful.
They farm cotton and planted corn.
They raise pigs, chickens, and hogs.
They fish as a pastime.
They embraced their struggles and strife.
Down the road a bit is a colored man’s home.
He’s jubilant in his daily chores.
He works hard to take care of himself.
He loves his family and provides their financial support.
He is a tenant farmer and a leader for the plantation boss.
Life is a holistic nub.
Jep gives his first and foremost respect to the Lord.
He had taken over the farm for his father.
Wolfe’s Plantation was different from the others.
Imagism veraciously boxed.
Today, technologically constructed for stratagem and discovery.
This box factory is metropolis revamp.
Yesterday can be revived innovatively once again.
___________________________________________
Penned February 05, 2015!
By Stanley Collymore
There’s more to parenting than being a mother
who, whether consciously or accidentally so,
conceives and subsequently delivers into
a world of uncertainty the helpless
infant she’s successfully carried
for its full term, with or minus
the physical presence, moral
or the financial support
of a biological father.
For true parenting primarily embodies
the inculcation of those essential values
which irrevocably prepare that once
fragile child for the robustness of
adulthood; and you Teri, tender
in years as evidently you are
yourself, seem to have
already detected and
truly mastered
that art!
© Stanley V. Collymore
5 January 2013.
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Doris
Leader of transformation
Universal changes for peace
Healing people in coming together
Race and color blending in unity of spirit
Words of wisdom sent to the world
Communicating hope with iron fist of determination
Filling minds with good intentions of harmony and prosperity
Not an easy task to resolve for human rights and justice
Eight years of the same rhyme without any reason
General treason of the worst kind
Of worldly crimes with eyes closed
Hearts beating numb with discontentment
Hatred consuming nations without remorse or guilt
Mental and emotional exhaustion stuck in limbo state
Staying with the familiar of verbal hate
To live life in a new direction where everyone benefits
Á melting pot of hope living the American dream
Beyond our means of financial support
Lacking of funds from old politicans promises
Smoking guns shooting off blanks aimlessly
Without focus and direction of a positive plan
With a new destination is Obama's mission
A leader with a vision to learn and listen
Teaching without discrimination
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