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God

It is one of God’s tender amenities
That my love fits perfectly in my arms.
He matched with care our identities
Arranging a fitting exchange of charms.

It is one of God’s sweetest actions
To make our minds of like accord.
He thus ensured honest attractions
For which we daily thank our Lord.

It is one of God’s grand designs
To have us love after years long spent.        
He perceives it is time that love refines,
Blessing our lives with that intent.

It is one of God’s goals for all His family
To lead lives faithful, upright, and true.
He knows that would restore sanity
And is what humankind must aim to do.

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My Lottery

my lottery
gentlemen need loaves bread
others wishes to be civilized
i myself wishe ur deployed
                                                           the road you go 
                                                               the chair you sit and the river you swim
                                                                                                     disturb me and blame 
the garment you wear
oinment you colour
the blinks the pigments they are
the love genarated the fire
i cannot resist shall i swear 
                                                                 at the begining of the the year people flock to Dv
                                                             in other ways i go to DSTV
                                                     infact of america is not as such concern for me and i am not sensitive 
                                                                  you are victorious i am your  fugitive
                                                                 defeating you is as  far as PLUTO and complicative
                                                                  
madness i am 
craziness i become
cool you are how to play your game 
day and dawn i dream
 i miss you at the morning  getting harm 
                                                                                               you do not understand this 
                                                                                       how i become embarassed and my crisis
                                                                                          my pulse doubles 
                                                                                             my words whispers 
                                                                                           my breathing changes
                                                                                                 my sickness relapses
people  encouraged with      money
sealers satisfies with their business 
mine is not that my earnest is you 
my happieness and my value
you are the solely you are my lottery 
do not far from me i will get crazy
fee will knock to us if we become so happy
do not hesitate my lovely 
we will be wealthy 
come on my beautiful you are my lottery(2)

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Looking For

lookING
 I never ever miss u 
like ur cool eye
obscure my heart
voraciously deserted
Engaged me on u  i am looking for u


                you are the rosemary 
                made me happy
                 thought in my mind to be ready
                 i miss u  from my seeing because u r lovely

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To You

to you 
u r my gift from almighty God
                 see things which are bad and good
                  pass labyrinth kiss as my glad
                                     loving u as u r my gold

           u r sweety 
      when i taste ur beauty
         watered u like as my landplot earthy 
                                                      u r the way i see light
                                                       i called ur name day and night
                                                          i win enemies harshly through fight 
                                                                       i cannot speak and want to jote
                                                      rather harmony through made me nicer and no vague  
                                                            the provident  i think to get u 
                                             i write these prose because i love u
                                               i face problems not to miss u

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Attendant

ATTENDANT
at night i thought 
dawn problems are plight 
the weaken immunity could not fought
the pain aggravate
i dream what i will tell u my sentiment
                                                                               but that is gossip
                                                                                       at the morning i inspire to see ur cool  lip
                                                                                                 shy but my interest hazy and my mouth shut up
                                                                                                         what is the secret behind what is up
the way you touch my arm
      the word you made to calm 
         the advice  you forwarded   you are welcome
                                                                                        i told my sickness to doctore
                                                                                       he took my history but could not cure
                                                                                  the reason why is you are
                                                                                      he simply discharge and refer
                                                                                    take it to evalaute me here it is the paper
                                                                                        the route you take care 
                                                                                        obstacles flare
                                                                                you are my gift for ever
 come on my sweet
you are endowed for me to treat 
you are my doctore naturally with ur natural redempt
i am your patient
 you are my attendant

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