Category: World issues
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From Guilt to Grace: Transformative Power of Faith
Like a deer blinded by the light,Scared and filled by guilt and fright,Wondering where the worries start,And how I portrayed anxiety on my part. It weighed me down like a heavy cross,Recounting all I gained and lost,Till Jesus said, “I have paid the costI am near, believe and trust.” His whisper broke the chains of…
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BLAMELESS
It’s easy to bruise a tender heart,To speak too fast, to play our part,To turn away when tears are near,Convincing ourselves we’re blameless here. We wound with words we hardly weigh,Then walk in pride and look away,Calling truth a twisted lie,While чужosing silence pass us by. Yet when the blade cuts into skin,When pain awakens…
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NOT TOO LATE
Is it too late to start again,To turn from roads paved deep with pain?From loss and shame, I learned my way,Found sparks of hope where light once strayed. I laid to rest what could have been,And counted growth as quiet wins.Wrong turns taught truths I won’t forget,Each fall a lesson, not regret. Now I walk…
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Letting Go of Fear
When troubles loom and skies look grayAnd your heart is heavy and hope is miles awayStand strong , don’t let fear have its wayOr go weary, worn or feel in disarray. Paths may look twisted and things may breakAnd every step seems like a terrible quakeJust remember that storms will quieten downAnd things will turn…
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The Urgent Call for Solidarity Against Violence
With arms outstretched we look for help.The cries of infants and those who are dead.Fear of reprisal clamps down the truthAnd hope fades as justice dissipates. Religious,political and cultural dividesBears its pressure and ignitesA seething pot of revenge and hatePlotted diligently by invisible hands. How long can violence carry onLeaving destruction and misery in its…
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Political Deceit
The so called leaders profess reliefWhile plundering dreams through their deceit.Raping economies too weak to speakOr understand what the cheats reek. Destroying countries with tailored graceSmiling thefts behind a stateman’s face.They renamed the heist with open tones“Seizing of goods”, in bureaucratic drones. They tax the hands that build their landsEach migrant ‘s coin is weighed…
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STARTING OVER
Is it too late to start again?To double back despite the painOvercoming loss and shame,Finding strength in a steady flame. Trading the weight of what could have beenFor the quiet triumph of a win.Choosing to walk on roads brand new,And leaving behind what I once clung to. Retracing steps from wrong turns made,That led me…
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The Dark Side of Desire
Desire stirs a deadly cocktail ,a lethal drinkThat forces us to the brinkOf damnation, hurt and limitation,Obsessed by desperation and innate frustration. Relentless pursuit of endless pleasure,Creatures of lust and leisure.Trapped in dreams of false illusionRestless spirits damned to loss and confusion. Tales of wanderlust and boundless ambition.Beyond understanding and comprehensionAnd in the centrepiece of…
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War’s Destruction: A Cycle of Hate
Why do we boast about warWhile death and destruction soar?You take the stance that you are rightWhen people are broken and take flight. The senseless reign of terror that destroys nations,Leaving hearts and homes in desolationAnd through the carnage and the painA new cycle of hate and hostility rains. So, when will the terrors stop?Who…
MARYANN BOSAH 