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It shall be well
The routine just became daunting
Straining, overbearing and exhausting
Yet it is the current blessing I should celebrate
That drains much strength just to navigate
But since our world has seen so little good
I try to not seem from a spoilt brood
And only to God can I present my case
For bare truth be rife when a man prays
I ask all I wish and ask it be His will
Lest I ask not and my joy knows no fill
I repeat again and again till it appears
To the affirming of faith reigning over the fears
It shall be well so long as He leads
For He refines, He guides, He speeds
And the way I will lift and fly past
Will be above the best lot ever cast.
K. Muitherero
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Kennedy Muitherero
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