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Amb. Peter Tarnue Woyea Poem
Money can buy a house, but not a home.
Money can buy a bed, but not sleep.
Money can buy a clock, but not time.
Money can buy a book, but not knowledge.
Money can buy position, but not respect.
Money can buy medicine, but not health.
Money can buy blood, but not life.
Money can buy sex, but not love.
Money is a good servant, but a bad master.
Eagerness for money is the root of all evil, but the gift of God is eternal life.
Do not put money first in life!
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Amb. Peter T. Woyea
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Amb. Peter Tarnue Woyea Poem
Poem Title: “SAD FACTS”
By: Amb. Woyea Writes
Date: April 19, 2022
Certainly, not wholly,
Life stretches its,
hands-of noble souls,
noble hearts are transformed,
not for the best,
but the worst.
Dreams and aspirations,
Not realized are gone.
Notwithstanding, the pain of sowing,
without reaping. Education without success
plans without implementation,
projects without completion,
school without graduation.
One comes, empty
Shall return, empty
Is the slogan ringing in the ears,
Yet a soul braves,
Paying quota to the cult.
Tribute to the living,
Blessing to the numb.
Sorrow is everyone’s antagonist,
Yet, mortality embraces legitimacy against every soul,
Be it: handsome, beautiful, cute,
Admiring, best dressed, rich, poor, stingy, proud,
Selfish, and bouncing,
You’re bound for dust befriending.
Uninformed arrest awaits all,
None escapes the doomed-cold night of the arrest.
The color known is black.
The anthem played is “Rest on”
When shall the rest end? Not a soul knows,
Believing is consent,
accepting is conscious.
Everyone’s appointed,
Yet none knows the venue.
Howbeit, the soul rejoices in the melody of the
Golden trumpet,
Which beats and ye’aa surrender all mortal-beings.
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Amb. Peter Tarnue Woyea Poem
How is it going to be, If you are not interested in me any longer?
From the depth of my soul, I can still feel the bruises.
Even though you can no longer bear looking back, know that you mean a whole world to me.
Incompatible, we are. Inseparable we will continue to be forever.
Our hearts share a bond that's unbreakable. Rigid as marble stone, we go on forever.
Is there any here that can stop us? No, they only try their weakest best. There seems no magnitude in what they are doing, because you are mine as I am yours for life.
Please stay!
From the innermost quadrant of my heart, I feel the piercing of your love. It eats my heart like an acid melting a latex.
It takes two to love, but for your love: it rests on a sinking sand now. And for you, turning back is normal, but the outside has embedded your aggrieves to cause me a prickle to finish me totally.
Haven't you thought,
I will stand for you!
Haven't you thought,
There is still better days ahead?
Haven't you thought,
Rain doesn't fall on one roof?
Haven't you thought,
Together, we can make that great change tomorrow?
Haven't you thought,
If I don't have today, tomorrow will be better?
All those promises I have promised you,
Will come to pass one day.
Finally, I have lost consciousness as a result of your actions taken.
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Amb. Woyea writes
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