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DEVINE PARENTAGE:
Praise be unto JEHOVAH!
The GOD who has no rootage,
And no one knows his lineage.
His holiness is basically not a heritage,
And His divinity spiritually holds a mileage,
Which is affirmed with a homage.
Praise be unto JEHOVAH!
The GOD who is a perpetual Mother...
A good Mother full of honour,
Whose breastmilk carries power,
Nourishing Her offsprings with brainpower.
Her eternal nurturing for them is without a cessation.
Her intellectuality is with perfection.
Her heart beats with compassion,
Forgiving them of their transgressions.
And saving them from destructions.
Praise be unto JEHOVAH!
The GOD who is an everlasting father...
A Father who really loves his children.
His heart is a fine accommodation,
Providing them food and protection.
He advices and motivates them with affection,
Making His fatherhood based on confection,
So that He chooses no to consign.
And in Him do the children confine,
As He makes their life so fine.
Yes,JEHOVAH is a Mother...,
Yes,JEHOVAH is a Father...,
His parenthood overwhelms.
And He rules in all realms,
Because,the universe dwells in his hands.
And with His rulership,no one can withstand.
As I rise with dawn's early light,
I seek Your guidance, through the morning's quiet night.
Before I step into the world's hustle and grind,
I turn to You, dear God, and ask You to align.
Bless my going out, and my coming in,
May every step I take, be guided by Your loving kin.
Bless everything I touch, with hands that serve and create,
May my work be fruitful, and my efforts consecrate.
Clear my path, dear Lord, remove the thorns that impede,
Grant me wisdom, and clarity, in every step I proceed.
Bless my hustle, every single day,
For in it, I find sustenance, and a way to provide and sway.
My hustle is my lifeline, my source of bread,
The means by which I care for my family, and meet their every need.
When my hustle requires brainpower, and strategic might,
Grant me insight, and vision, to navigate through the night.
Whether I'm selling goods, or working in an office space,
Bless my efforts, and grant me success, in every single place.
Bring customers to my door, and opportunities to my way,
And help me to serve them well, with a heart that's full of cheer each day.
Bless my hustle, dear God, and make it fruitful and true,
May it be a blessing to others, and a source of joy anew.
For I know that without You, I can do nothing at all,
So I rely on Your guidance, and Your loving hand that entwines.
Greetings, hello I just know
Alpha line poetry's a toxic write
Demented moment my muse is slow
Brainpower dormant, what a plight!
Loves magic's now over, pain
Loss endured feeling sorrow
no use ranting nothing to gain
Speechless lament colours tomorrow.
A bashful cavalier dreams everynight
Images filled with yearning hunger
Sparkling blue eyes will at last delight
His bleak lonely life torn asunder.
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Let Jacqueline, Jacque, and sophisticated Parisians rave about the Eiffel Tower
Romantic poets write in egregious excess of their cozy, intimate leafy bowers
Leave scientists and paleontologists to their study of fossils and dinosaurs--
As for me, nothing compares with a home-from-work, end-of-the-day shower.
Political scientists dissect the machinations of international superpowers
Historians pore over WW2 battles and the heroics of Dwight David Eisenhower
Gardeners & green thumbers extol the myriad virtues of planting flowers--
But as for me, no occupation holds a candle to the pleasure of a bracing shower.
The downtown office crowd breathlessly counts down the minutes to Friday's Happy Hour
Bartenders mix exotic drinks like Coconut Pussycats, Lady Godivas, or plain old Whiskey Sours
College professors soar above the mundane pursuits of common workers, in their cushy ivory towers--
Yet as for me, there's no finer pursuit than the anticipation of a relaxing, refreshing shower.
Cooks and master chefs endlessly debate palate appeal of asparagus tips and fried cauliflower
Efficiency experts squeeze the most from a production line's manpower output per man hour
Grease jockeys and auto mechanics wax rapturous about muscle cars and their horsepower--
Whereas all I can think about the entire working day is returning home to a steamy, hot shower.
So please remember, my friend:
No matter how sour your whey
No matter how dour your day
No matter your willpower fade
Your brainpower stray
Even if your boss forgets your pay--
Simply wash all of your cares away
With a shower at the end of each day!
As I rise with dawn's early light,
I seek Your guidance, through the morning's quiet night.
Before I step into the world's hustle and grind,
I turn to You, dear God, and ask You to align.
Bless my going out, and my coming in,
May every step I take, be guided by Your loving kin.
Bless everything I touch, with hands that serve and create,
May my work be fruitful, and my efforts consecrate.
Clear my path, dear Lord, remove the thorns that impede,
Grant me wisdom, and clarity, in every step I proceed.
Bless my hustle, every single day,
For in it, I find sustenance, and a way to provide and sway.
My hustle is my lifeline, my source of bread,
The means by which I care for my family, and meet their every need.
When my hustle requires brainpower, and strategic might,
Grant me insight, and vision, to navigate through the night.
Whether I'm selling goods, or working in an office space,
Bless my efforts, and grant me success, in every single place.
Bring customers to my door, and opportunities to my way,
And help me to serve them well, with a heart that's full of cheer each day.
Bless my hustle, dear God, and make it fruitful and true,
May it be a blessing to others, and a source of joy anew.
For I know that without You, I can do nothing at all,
So I rely on Your guidance, and Your loving hand that entwines.