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Lizra the little bird

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  I am a little bird made of black and red feathers I fly in low trees and the ground during the day in search of grains and leaves to feed on I hide on high trees in the night to avoid my enemies These are the animals that see me as food, and people who want to cage me for the rest of my days My freedom is flying with my wings all spread out in the air, Letting the wind sweep me through the open skies where there are no obstacles Or dangerous bird eaters When I am strong enough, I want to ride on the white clouds that travel in the sky Those are really high and to get there, I will need the energy and warmth to sustain me up there In case you didn’t know, it is really really cold up there. And that isn’t just it; the higher you fly, the colder it becomes. In that case, I need to grow thicker feathers for the flight. I do that by plucking out some of my current feathers I pick the older ones that don’t look very healthy and pluck the off. This allows f...
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SaudiA

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At the mention of your name, my stomach rumbles My hair stands, and back pangs sting; I sense a dark dangling cloud, - yet bears no rain.  My heart loses its rhythm and worry wraps itself around my soul in a ghostly embrace: - It is not well. The scene at the airport still torments, As yet another girl arrives in a casket; It is not well. Salty tears aren't dried yet, Before another call of distress - Our girls starve in your homes, SaudiA Our girls are raped under your watch, and forced to breastfeed your puppies! They are beaten, overworked, Denied medical attention - And even killed! It can't be well! I cry and will not be quiet- Not until you change your ways SaudiA!   You say I buy you!... I ask who buys another? Who sets the price for a human? Who decides when they die...? and why?            Why?? It is not well! They come seeking a livelihood; Scarcity of work in our motherland And the demand for labour in yours. Why do...
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Find Joy in the Present

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Find joy in the present For yesterday is gone, and Tomorrow aint assured. If you found happiness yesterday, it was worth the while, but that is stale milk now. Lag not in the yester - but fly with the memories perhaps, they can make today glad. But if they be somber, spit them out, like hot potato and take a generous sip of the cold lemonade served on your table today. Keep your body, mind and soul healthy for life may just surprise you with a million chances, to live and see old age. Well if it does, embrace the now 'coz if  you look too far ahead, you may tire your vision and make weary your spirit.  Today is the gift -receive it with gratitude and share some happiness- with those living in your timeline. Always remind them, that Today is the gift. Peace! Lucy's Gift💜
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A New Day Has Come!

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  The morning has finally come, after the long dark night I can see the fainting shreds of darkness, reluctantly yielding to the early blazes of light, as the brand new day announces its entry. The curtains are now rising and I can hear the noise and the jubilation; The early birds are chirping jovially, oh what a beautiful day! This is indeed the day that the Lord has made; we shall rejoice and be glad in it! A child is born and a life begins, to mark the continuity of a generation It is the hope of a nation, the stronghold of a people and the rejuvenation of humanity. It bids off the old order and ushers in the new; it begins the end when it is time-burred and opens up a new phase where the timeless behold their chance and breath in the freshness of opportunity, the vision of new eyes; the sound new voices, and the renewal of the old old words told in a new new way!
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Eternal rest grant unto them O Lord

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  E ternal rest grant u nto them O Lord and let perpetual light shine upon them. May they rest in peace. Amen. May their souls and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.
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Healing Hands

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  How I'd love to hold the healing hands to give the slight soft touch to many a people buried deep in their own bodies yelling in the dead of the night till the sun downer crying out, yet in loud eerie silence sentenced.... only audible to themselves and the higher realm. What can I do for such, but implore you Oh Merciful Saviour, for a touch of thy gentle healing hands? Let them work through the simple words of little children asking their mothers - when they'd come back home... and reminding their daddys to please bring a toy upon their return. Let them be the miracle to the yearning of the presence of a goodly person Let them bring a second chance to the one beaten down by past guilt and grief of what lies ahead - should they retire to no more sunrise. These are the very hands that took the nails undeserved, to give a chance to the undeserving. They are the morning dew that drips on dry and cracked tongues, the slow breeze that cools down the heat of an overworked head, an...
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A Good Example

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I am yet to meet a kinder teacher than a good example. Oh, how I love example s !                                                                                                                             A good example is as refreshing as a glass of cold water on a hot day. Think of the complex mathematics or physics calculations that never seemed to penetrate your mind no matter how much you read? Now look back and see what role an example played. Not just any example, but a good, well-organized and simplified example: it would lift a heavy weight off your mind, make things clearer and more manageable especially by spli...
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