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Poetry
Moth and Rust
There was a day I used to sing so well That scoundrels had their tears well There was a day I sounded the piccolo That my jeers hearkened to my call But those days are eaten by…
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Faith & Foundations
Attitude Renewal
Today, that hymn is in every hymnal, in almost every church, school and has become the silent recital in millions of hearts across the ages who have gone through traumatic events.…
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Poetry
I Pick Myself Up
When pain parades its pus When trouble trails my tail When misfortunes muster like mice When despair disdains and destructs I pick myself up If sadness serrates my soul If life…
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Faith & Foundations
iDied
The news of my death is received in shock, first by my family and slowly the chain of my few friends make calls to each other confirming my demise. My family is grieving as my die…
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Faith & Foundations
Heartbreak
By Renee Wangwe It has officially become my new found home with no merry escape. I guess it’s finally time I stop fighting the system and actually settle in, finally unpack my…
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Faith & Foundations
Okumba Okumba - A Call to Serve
I first interacted with the term “Sura ni Ya Kazi” on a poster in social media and I thought that that was a very big joke. A friend of mine was vying for a political seat, an MCA…
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Purpose & Alignment
Are You Still Working on Yourself?
Have you ever bought a product? Let’s say an electronic from a store? What does it come with? Aren’t the most basic things are usually the power cord, the warranty card and the…
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Faith & Foundations
When Misfortune Knocks
If my life was as smooth as a toddler’s butt, easy flowing like spring in spring, calm and relaxed like a demure young housewife and with no spot of hassle or worry, then the…
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Poetry
I Used to Be a Writer
I used to pen down the unimaginable Pieces that left many perplexed In awe of where I subscribed to I used to ink down the immense Art that left them confused and tensed Making…
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Poetry
Poetry Completes Me
My sun refuses to rise at times And my moon sinks deep into the oblivion The stars shy off from their glimmer Paving way to this devouring darkness That sucks me into an untold…
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Poetry
The Loser
Today I come home, a failure Receiving the same empty stares of a loser My kids don’t jump on my lap anymore As they got tired of asking what I brought them My wife gives me…
Faith & Foundations
What Is Blasphemy of the Holy Spirit? Why Is It Unforgivable?
The issue of unpardonable sin is perhaps one of the most confusing saying that Jesus ever made. I personally know some young people who believe that they have blasphemed hence…