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SERENDIPITY
Serendipity, a promise of destiny,
In the middle of the night, you dream,
You cry every time, for the revelation to find,
God’s promise, Word spoken, dreams dreaned.
Is this finally my day, tears will be wiped away,
like the day of love finally appearing,
Lonely hearts reunite, against all odds despite,
Tests and trials like the burns of a searing.
It began with a spoil, words sown in the soil,
spoken within little ears, outpoured,
Overtime years throughout,
questioning character and doubt,
tongues burning our forest in the name of the Lord,
Outside looking in, where did it all begin,
upon a man, his son and his wife.
Casted aside, and in for the ride,
Still would never trade or despise,
one day, of his life in Christ.
Unspoken grudges and blame, though loving the same,
family scattered, by events unreal.
Crucified behind closed doors,
praying and pacing the floors,
for the warmth and love one can no longer feel.
Then finally serendipity, days of destiny,
The evil days, to never return.
Pictures of family now stored,
though lovingly adored,
reflecting love with a memorable burn.
Remember, gifts of love, weighed in the balance above,
God knows the entire truth of your story.
God hears every Word, Holy Spirit little bird,
Conversations recorded in glory,
Serendipity, pray His will be your destiny,
Touch not His anointed,
whom God hath approved,
God doesn’t need your endorsement,
so reserve the resentment,
Tread softly, so thy head be not removed.
Im officially the official of officialness in the matter of all matter that matters to anyone who is anyone who belongs to someone who is officially known as to be something of a descendant of man or men but probably preferably man not apes or monkeys but humanoids of this tiny tiny blue marble of a planet.
So cheers!
So since I'm officially the official of officialness you all can go about your official business.
And if you ever need any official advice or guidance or assistance or support or help or direction or instruction or supervision or regulation or authorization or approval or endorsement or confirmation or verification or validation or certification or accreditation or recognition or acknowledgment or appreciation or praise or commendation or compliment or admiration or respect or esteem or honor or tribute or homage or salute or toast or cheers, you know where to find me.
I’m always here for you, my fellow officials. ??
QUESTIONS OF BALANCE: A JEREMIAD
Why is it at 70 politicians are still underage
To assume political offices
And at 30 youths are overage to begin a professional career?
What divine strength hath a leader at 75
When a mandatory retirement awaits civil servants at 65?
Why should the government empowers the youths with $75 in 2 years
And expects them all to have own businesses
But civil servants who earn over $300 per month in 30 years
Are finding it difficult to own a garden or a store?
How is it our politicians could expend billions
To defect, campaign and give kickbacks
But would wait until the World Bank borrows them some millions
To provide a borewell drinking water?
How can they say the national treasury has collapsed to employment
Yet billions are looted and millions wasted on foreign fantasies?
Why should the achievement of our political endorsement
Be signed to MOUs as though we lack understanding?
Why should our lawmakers make laws that hound the masses
And not against their own chronic excesses and excuses?
Why should the wealthy politician vote a project for the poor
Assigned the execution of the project to himself and loot the funds?
Why do our lawmakers never make laws to free the masses
From poverty and political swindlers?
Why should the agency that fights corruption be corrupt?
Why should gluttons preside over the meager meals of the masses?
Why should the leader not serve today and the servant lead tomorrow?
Why should professional bandits be our bankers?
Why should 5% of public servants consume 60% of the nation’s wealth?
Why should a politician be a party leader, counsellor, chairman, governor, senator… still desperate to lead
And all behind his trails are poverty and anguish?
Why should a politician with obscene wealth hidden somewhere
Tell his people that their poverty and problem is Hausa, Igbo, Christian, Muslim, APC, PDP…?
And why is our nation over-laboured by multiplets of cultural, social
Political, religious questions awaiting caesarean responses?
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind!
boxed into self-inflicted confinement
reverberations intensify shackles
towards the pinnacle of circular charge
blow out the fuse they emphasized
we need a circuit breaker for the echo
when the surge reaches its pinnacle
thoughts and beliefs amplify the crest
of what turned out to seem a battle of words
a coat of arms painted in repetitive darkness
polarization and confirmation bias within
a closed system insulated from rebuttal
dead end roundabout impasse and stalemate
as the echo filters reality illusions concur
with distortions half-truths of corroboration
testimonial endorsement of fantasy worlds
when the sieve becomes strained and deluded
the drain overflows with misinformation
perspectives must change to reframe the mind
ample proportions need not succumb
to fortified chambers of stagnant circles
hashtag rehashing in order to heal reflect
01st December 2024
Hush quietly, just a moment;
Just breathe, believe receive this endorsement;
The sun does shine after the rain
And it's spring and grasses and flowers grow;
Just a moment;
~
A baby crawls;
Some months later he walks the halls;
As a order learns to play plastic/rubber balls;
Hush quietly, just a moment;
Just breathe, believe receive this endorsement;
Just a moment;
~
You're in your recliner;
Just a little tired;
Summertime doorbell rings;
Slowly you rise
ring-ring-ringVerbally you sigh...just a moment;
7/26/20
7th place Placement in Contest
JUST A MOMENT Poetry Contest
Sponsored by:John lawless
Take those two away and all you have is me
A stranger to all
A victim to some
A worthless cause
No growth in mind
It's an endorsement to failure
There is an anchor in my life
But it is not her
It's the battle with in me
The war for comfort in my own skin
The battle still wages on
The only casualty seems to be me
I've been dead inside for so long
The tombstone reads always an end never a beginning
An epic fail from the start
These emotions always get the best of me
But it's a direct cause for the worst in me
An endless cycle
Round and round the world goes
But it has always been stopped in the 1990s and before for me
So why do I continue to stand
It's those two my whole world with in my world
The reason why my life has meaning
The place I tend to fall to
The foundation I helped build
The evolution of me with in the eyes of those two
My babies.
Morris Jackson “Mo” Brooks
To a senate race looks;
Trump has rescinded,
Chances now ended?
Katie Britt
Makes my teeth grit.
Oh well, God bless her,
Shelby successor.
Mike Durant
Vote issue, recants
Some say reversal
Endorsement rehearsal
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*Mo Brooks, a sitting U.S. representative from Alabama's 5th congressional district, is taking a run at the senate seat being vacated by Richard Shelby's retirement. Early on, he was critical of Donald Trump, and also vocal in his agreement with Mike Pence that the election could not be overturned. For this, he may suffer the wrath of Alabama voters through a barrage of political attack ads from Katie Britt, his main opponent until Mike Durant, a later entry in the race, started surging.
*Katie Britt formerly clerked for Richard Shelby, who is retiring from a long-time career as a U.S. senator from Alabama. She's carefully positioned herself as a Trump conservative through a blitz of ads covering Mo Brooks' early criticisms of Trump. Her voice seems very "affected" on her commercials...
*Mike Durant is running for U.S. Senator for Alabama to replace Richard Shelby. Initially, clearly indicated we needed to "move on" when asked about 2020 campaign fraud. Now that Trump has rescinded his endorsement of Mo Brooks, appears to be reversing his former position. Speculation is that he's "simping" for a nod from Trump...
OK folks, there is something I need to share with all of you about yours truly, understand I have no problem with not sharing this in the past with anybody,
because I felt then and still do that I wasn't hiding anything from anybody.
ANONS hack into my Facebook page constantly.
This is their post, not mine, TheKidster, Billy.
Yes, I did write that write and this photo was created by me.
Along with writing I consider myself kinda, photo artsy crafty.
I shared this photo with ANONYMOUS with the hope that it might be,
a positive endorsement for all of these
very great people I would die for unhesitatingly,
at least the ones I've been fortunate to "meet."
I have never met any of them, be they he or she,
they or sometimes individually,
drop by now and then by hacking into my account just to say Hi to me.
These people do have the ability
to hack into all my friends lives and wipe you out completely,
but that isn't them, that's the way Big Brother wants them to be seen,
so I shared this with ANONYMOUS, not so anonymously,
To Show My Support For All Of Them,
for all their brave and great work we all so desperately need.
What is written on the bottom of the photo wasn't written by me.
ANONYMOUS wrote that and that is their way of saying to me,
"We appreciate your support, You Now Have An Ally, We Support You Too,
And No Government Agency Better Ever Screw With You,
Because Along With Our Government, We Will Be Watching You Too,
We Will Destroy The Lives Of Any And Every Individual Government Agent,
Who Dares To Screw With You.
This news is the most unusual, joyous feeling.
How can I ever possibly thank these great people I will never meet.
As you have now declared to me, I again declare to all of you:
ANONYMOUS, I Support Every Single Great One Of You,
oh, and I almost forgot, I Sincerely Thank All Of You Too.
Thank You ANONYMOUS
https://www.facebook.com/billy.thekidster/posts/1390479027703296
Never ever will they forget, they swear
neither will we ever shirk their shtick, I fear
So it's with the dedication of a sinner to prayer that they dole out their perceived just deserts Fists kneading the skies, feet rousing the dirt
"WE WON’T FORGET! WE WON’T FORGIVE!’’
Sating us with a taste of their privilege.
Least we forget we are lackeys
Forever puckered up, tongues impaled as
the thunderous echo of our silence trumpets
our cheerful endorsement. Dedicated to drowning out the cobweb of protests rousing from the very depths of our down trodden souls where our own grief lies in a state of woeful neglect. Forgotten
like the fabled black poppies
"WE WON’T FORGET! WE WON’T FORGIVE’’
From their glutted gobs straight into our famished bellies while we continue to scour for sustenance in an endless sea of disparity, our weary backs, all the while, arched for their fragile egos to rest on.
When darkness finally rescues us, our souls finally unyoke, under its warmth we lick our wounds. In its depth we bury our shame and mourn the self pillorying of our dignity, as we nuzzle unto the source for restoration
We bow to the ones who swirl eternally in the dark belly of the bottomless seas, chained limbs still entangled in seaweeds, forgotten
the ones whose blood watered foreign lands just for another's pillage and plunder, unsung heroes, footprints long swept away by the winds of time. Spirits denied the tribal rites of passage home, their names only ever whispered by howling gales and ferocious typhoons.
Was it not your souls that put this fire in our bellies? Are you not the root of our resilience?
Author of our hope, though I have no banners to hoist nor a gavel to crack in your honour, my heart remains your monument
I breathe for you to live, your blood inflames my veins, your strength powers my loins, marrow to my bones, your wisdom quickens my step, even as I dance to the master's false tune, your gentle spirit soothes my aching soul
I now know you need no validation
that’s enough to see me through, the rise and fall of my chest a trusty reminder, least I forget
blessing
sacred, divine
canonizing, sanctifying, extolling
endorsement, warrant, malediction, profane
vilifying, blaspheming, tormenting
wretched, damnable
curse
hope
desperate, cheerful
cherishing, reviving, encouraging
faith, expectation, desperation, anguish
feeling, drowning, dreading
profound, terrible
despair
Date posted: 07/28/2021