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N TROTSE AFRIKANER BOER
Ek staan vanaand en kyk na my land
Suid Afrika.
Waar is ons land dan? Waar gaan
ons le vanaand?
Ek sien weer die voortreker wa. Ek
sien weer my oupa se oupa waar hy
jonk en vrolik die osse inspan, want
net oor die volgende bult le ons rus,
net oor die volgende bult le toekoms
rus oor daai bult le Louis Trichardt
en oor daai bult le buffels fontein.
Ja ons Afrikaner bloed le diep. Ver
loop ons bloed in bloedrivier in. In
die grond le ons swoeg en sweet. Is
daar dan nou nie n plek vir ons
afrikaner hart nie. Word ons nie ook
n plek gegun in die aarde waar ons
voorvaders baklei het vir ons
bestaan nie?
Hoe lank moet ons baklei om ons
plek te kry in die afrika se son en
sand? Hoe ver moet ons dan trek om
weer eens die land te maak waar ons
kan opbou soner om te dink water
plaas word weer geplunder water
een van ons Afrikaner boere se vrou
en kiners kry seer.
STAAN OP MY BOERE VOLK STAAN
OP UIT DIE AS EN KOM STAAN
SAAM TEEN DIE WAT SEER MAAK
WAT AFBRAND
Want ons hart le in ons kiners se
toekoms en soner ons aksie is hul
verlore. Sal hul omdraai en vra waar
is ons trots afrikaner waar was ons
Want in die land van moord rape en
barbare kan ons ook weer n land vir
ons as afrikaner skep. Kan ons die
Afrikaner weer veilig slaap vir ons
kiners n toekoms gee as daar aksie
is as ons ook weier om op getrap te
word
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Die Lewens gang
So dwaal ek rond in die lewens gang
vol van verlange en oral teen di mure
hang potrete van herineringe.
Die tyd het geloop sy eie loop
geloop. Hy het ons mee gesleep en
wys gemaak. Tyd het geleer ons
geleer dat ale wonde genees, maar
tyd was ook te kort om vergaane
geliefdes weer te groet.
Soms is ons spyt gewees, soms het
ons net n sug van verligting, tyd sal
ons weer verder vat, Die onbekende
in die lewens lange gang af en oral
sal daar weer nog potrete by kom
van vriende en geliefdes wat in die
niet verdwyn. Maar die herinepringe
sal weer trug kom waneer ons stil
raak en trug blik na tye wat verby is.
Daar loop weer 2rye spore deur my
lewe, soos in die lewens gang van
ons lewe, verskyn daar ook n potrret
van jou op my muur, en ek weet uit
eindelik is jy ook op geteken in my
lewe. My gemoed raak stil want soos
van soveel kere van tevore moet ek
woner sal die potret bly hang, want
hier in die gang van di lewe is daar
onbekende dinge, dinge wat kan
uitwis dit wat eens mooi was. Dinge
wat gedagtes kan sper en gevoelens
kan koud laat, en ek skuif die prent
weer reg want met vetroue en geloof
sal die potret ook bly hang en die
kloue van liefde sal hou en nie laat
gaan.
Want die gang van die lewe is nooit
reguit nie.
Nuwe uit dagings wag. Om elke
draai, maar as ons om ons heen kyk
is ons geliefde daar, om te help te
hou op dit wat reg en eg is.
Want die mense rondom ons sien n
masker n masker wat niemand
behalwe ons geliefdes weet wat
agter aan gaan nie
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This were wrote for a little boy who
are very sick and his parents
A message for a brave family
Dear family tonight we stand and
with big hopes in our hearts we hope
we believe we pray we love
Though not many may understand,
(not even sure i know) but you ought
to know that I love you all
(Little one telling his parents)
Mommy and Daddy though you
always give me smiles I also
sometimes see your tears on daddys
shoulder. Daddy though your arms
hold us tight I can see in your eyes
the worry and the sorow.
I geuss what im tryin to say is thank
you for your prayers, thank you for
the love and lets hope and pray and
love together for thats what keeps
our family together
So sir, mam yes you reading this
message please join our family and
lets pray and love together
Dear Lord please help me too make
daddy strong, to keep mommy on his
shoulder and me in his arms.
Mommy to keep her lovely smile for
me. Lord please let the doctors find a
way to make me whole again. But
Lord if you could find it in Your big
heart, please Lord help me.... To
walk away from the friendly hospital
with its friendly people. So that our
living family can be a living
testimony to Your great healing
power. We ask this for ever in Your
Name AMEN
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My Liefde
Vandag staan ek hier voor n
wonderlike vrou en al my woorde
raak weg. Jy is my inspirasie jy is die
een waar om my woorde draai jy is
my liefling
Sonder jou is my bestaan leeg.
Sonder jou is my lewe leeg. Jy is die
een wat my weer op help. Jy is die
een wat my weer leer van die liefde
en dat als n doel het.
So vandag se ek dankie My hartskelk
waar in my liefde le
Love you more than one life time
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Today I sit and wonder how where
when what
How did we manage too fall out of
love so quickly?
Was I then so absent minded not to
see how our love evaporates like
mist in the sun?
Where did we gone wrong, that we
lost something that is so precious?
When did you realise that our love
was not ment to be? When have you
decided that its ok to fall in love with
the next victim? Did I then not love
you enough. Have I treated you so
bad?
What have I done so wrong that my
words of I love you has fallen on
deaf ears?
So today I'm wondering
How do I get your love?
Where are we going with our love?
When will I have too stop trying?
But perhaps the biggest qeustion
is...
What do I need to be, to be worthy of
your love...
Even if it is just your untainted love?
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When all else fail speak with your
heart
...
Tell me where does one get the
courage of a hero?
How does one ask about love if
courage is a miss?
How do you explain love?
When love is flowing from with in
you?
How does one move a mountain with
out speaking?
Tell me how does one say I love you
with out losing ones ability of self
construct?
How do you give comfort too others
when courage is far from the heart?
How can one be so blind when the
answer is so close?
By talking from the heart is the
answer thats a miss.
By talking from the heart one
recieves the courage to speak and
move mountains. You get the ability
to self construct and give comfort by
saying
I love you
Those three words simple on its own
but stronger than courage bigger
than the confined spaces of the
universe and more uplifting than
recieving a mountain of money
So today I ask, have you recently
said I love you from the heart?
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