THE CRY OF THE INNOCENT BLOOD

                  I can hear their cries; Screams, silently beckoning for help I n the darkest and mildest jungle You can't  blame any of them; for it is a place never desired!   There bodies, once treasures but now disgusts They try To run away but how far... Continue Reading →

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MY MOTIVATOR

I may not be near- there To hear your prayer Profusely calling unto the Almighty; To extend  his mighty healing hand unto: ME But that I know for sure, cause your prayer whispers come Directly in my dreams like a lion's roar You my motivator are a ray of hope Lighting the once lonesome and... Continue Reading →

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