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One hundred and seven years old Wok Kundor from Malaysia
Needs her lover to be her savior
Married Mohammed Che Musa who was seventy years younger
After four years of wedded bliss in rehab does sit because of his hunger
Needs her lover to be her savior
From her forlorness, empty bed and reason to live her life superior
After four years of wedded bliss in drug rehab does sit because of his hunger
She's afraid when comes from rehab he'll reject her for one younger
From her forlorness, empty bed, and reason to live her life superior
Married Mohammed Che Musa who was seventy years younger
She's afraid when he comes from rehab he'll reject her for one younger
One hundred and seven years old Wok Kundor from Malaysia
(Saw this article on MSN about this lady who said that after 21 failed marriages that if this
young man rejects her after coming from rehab that she will marry again. Another article
about a lady from Asia somewhere was the same age and was seeking a husband who was
young enough to care for her because her nieces and nephews were too old to care for her.)
The pressure to be perfect
it's so strong and it is so great,
We all would like to be perfect,
But there's only one perfect,his name is God!
You would like to change your body,
You would like to have a makeover too,
Everywhere and anywhere on your body and your face,
People changes their noses, they pull their skins, this way and that too,
Some people have too many plastic surgeries everywhere,
They take care of their wrinkles here and there,that we know,
They're so worried about their physical appearance all the time, too much too,
But what about your heart, your spirit and your soul,that's what make you whole
Have you taken care of these, through all the years you lived,have you?
What about your relationship with God, do you have at all, any too?
The pressure to be perfect it is so strong,it is so great,
But we can never be perfect, so relax and work 'more' in the real You!
Dorian PetersenPotter
aka ladydp200
copyright@2005-2009
March,16,2009
It's another morning and I'm so fortunate
To awaken and enter another day
I reflect for a few moments
And remember the ones who strayed
For many a reason this has happened
Mans inhumanity to man is one
Car jacking in many cultures
Or the bullet from many a gun
Rapists, paedophiles and murderers
No care for the victims they claim
Be it needle, chair or rope
Taken out should be our aim
And now I speak of the gangs
Their bravado speaks volumes to them
Peer power within their families
In my eyes they'll never be men
To the politicians I care not to look
Never tarring them all the same
It's the ones that lie through their teeth
Power and riches their illegal fame
The next morning I awake once again
And reflect on the decent out there
Much time I can reflect about them
To the good I can always fare
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