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OUR FATHER

I am human

I am frail

I get cold and scared at night

I worry and I wail

I stumble and I crawl

I gnash my teeth

Absorb the pain

there is strength and stubborness 

as well as little bit of determination

flowing through my veins

SOMETHING INSIDE SO STRONG


I will not heel 

I will not break

Yes, every day I make mistakes

I am fifty two years old 

I gave away my Soul

I will not hesitate to say, 

MenOpause is not a mental state 

women, ladies, girls and little ones

give yourself some respect 

you know the RESPECT 

I know what it means to me

I own my wrinkles. 


I got nothing in my life

No house, no car, 

what I have 

God has given me

I count my riches in the lives I know

Only God can defeat me, break me and reject me, 

His perfect Will is my concern

God got me somewhere between seven and eight 

He rescued me and carries me daily

He heals wounds, he soothes, He comforts

He disciplines and He hugs. 

I just wrote this to say thank you to 

The Great I Am 

The Alpha and The Omega 

You carry this world and You Are Our Father! 


Dehydration of the Soul requires healing time

Time alone with God 

we all have different needs, 

God, Our Father, knows us, knows you

Knows you intimately

That's why God is mad and God is angry

You not turning from your ways

You stubbornly holding on to your hurts

You see the light and feel the warmth 

But you choose the lord of light

you brought shame on the Earth 

You stole the name I gave Jacob 

You chose this state, you chose to hate

For Bidden you shall be! 

 

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