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Keandra Bogan Poem
If I could change the world it would be of happiness and smiles.
No more anger, sadness, hatred or evil doers, not even within a mile.
If I could change the world we would all get along.
From blacks to whites to Asians, to Hispanics, to Japanese, to all creeds
heck we would be singing love songs.
If I could change the world poverty would be no more.
You could go into a store and literally grab free food from top shelves to off the floor.
If I could change the world money we would not need.
Just say the magic word " May I have this or that please?" and it would be all yours for free.
If I could change the world death would not even come into play.
Only for the bad and evil people will be the ones who are sent away.
If I could change the world animals would not be homeless or abused.
They would be loved, showed attention, fed a great deal of food and put to good use.
They would be used to make elders happy and kids smile and that would be forever and that's a while.
If I could change the world sickness would not even be.
And as far as a relationship go everyone would have a mate and therefore no one is lonely.
If I could change the world everything I said would really happen.
But I am not God so for now I can only just imagine...
04/23/2016
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Keandra Bogan Poem
Beauty and Diversity what can I make of this?
Well when you put them together in a bowl and mix them it becomes a rich dish.
Rich in flavor, rich in color and smooth like a babies behind.
This combination is a dynamic duo and it is quite divine.
Beauty and Diversity both end in y.
They both have the same number of vowels in them, " Could that be a sign?"
To let us know that they go hand in hand.
Could Beauty be the woman and Diversity be the man?
These are powerful words that you need to understand.
Beauty and Diversity," What can I make of this?" They are lovely words that need 2 kiss
04/23/2016
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Keandra Bogan Poem
A storm is brewing from way over yonder!!!
I look into the sky as I stand and I ponder.
Which way will it head? To the north or to the south?
Which ever way it comes from I will be prepared because that's what it's all about.
A storm is brewing and I need to get a survival kit together.
Flashlights, batteries, food, water and much more for this kind of weather.
A storm is brewing and I feel so discombobulated and so scared all in one.
What should I do? I know, go to Gods only begotten son.
Get on my knees and pray that he will keep me under His wings.
Keeping the faith in this type of storm is the key thing.
A storm is brewing just like I brew my tea when I have a cold.
But in this case it's a stormy storm so I shall stand strong and bold.
By knowing that God will protect me and see me through.
A storm is brewing so what will you do?
4/21/2016
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Keandra Bogan Poem
Everyday is another day given to us on this Earth, given to you and given to me.
When we open our eyes that should be a blessing all in one, what do you believe?
Sure we make mistakes in life and death arise upon us everyday. That's when your guardian angel steps in and has the last say. As a baby we are born at birth innocent, full of happiness and care-free, but once again my question to you is What do you believe?
I am an animal lover, won't be the first and certainly won't be the last. That's what you call unconditional love is when you can let the past be the past even when death arises constantly. What do you believe?
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder so who are we to judge? You may like chocolate, he may like caramel, she may like vanilla and I may like fudge. Love comes in all shapes, sizes genders and specialties. Whether male or female, woman, man, boy, girl or child, but What do you believe?
I am grateful for everyday that is given to me, because it's an opportunity for me to be happy and free.
So once again my question to you is What do you believe?
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Keandra Bogan Poem
It is I on the other side. One door closed but another one opened not small but wide.
Wide enough for me to jump through, for me to soar with my head up high.
Yes I have made it! With the opportunity that I see fit.
It is I on the other side, you tried to shut me out but You heard my roar through my shout and that made me feel so much alive.
One door closed but another one opened unto me. Fear me not It is I, me on the other side.
Step into the light, the same light that is shining my way. One door closed another one opened so now What do you have to say?
Give me my props or give me nothing will be quite alright with I. Because when one door closed another one opened and it was me on the other side.
March 24, 2016
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God had a hold on me to much of my surprise..
Satan had a hold on me with false deals and lies.
I fell by the wayside but somehow got back on that straight and narrow path.
Satan wanted to keep me by his side but God prevailed at last!!!
I thought it was too easy when satan tried to make it feel right.
God came and rescued me like a thief in the night.
So swift, smooth, but yet so tender with a touch.
That's when I knew who loved me the most, it was Gods son Jesus Christ who showed me just how much.
When he died on the cross for my sins I knew then that satan couldn't win.
God had a hold on me and satan tried to hold me tighter.
That's when I grabbed the Holy Bible and I showed satan that I too was a fighter.
A fighter for Gods unchanging hand because you tried to to make me fail.
That's when God stepped in and had my back and at the end I'm the one who prevailed.
Copyright © Keandra Bogan | Year Posted 2016
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