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Wednesday 12 June 2013

A Message For The Despair-Stricken

Untie the chord that binds you to your present situation.
Revisit the city of confidence and reclaim your citizenship.
Afar off in the distance your dream beckons--"Come my
inventor i have more to bestow"
The situation of the present is choking and your vision is 
blinded by its smoke.
It gives you a seat among prisoners.
Prisoners jailed for a lifetime without any chance of parole.
For these, hope is an illusion, an imaginary friend they invent
when they day dream.
Shake off the shackles, cry for help if you could--for this is not your 
abode.
Find your path through the muddy ground
And never let the weather determine your destination.
Despair is a foe, sent with a mission to enlist you amongst
the defeated.
Worry is a venomous viper, you only get worse at every
piercing of its fangs.
Think Big again and keep all enemies at bay!
You were created for much more than being a slave 
of worry and despair.
Don't be reduced to such a pitiful status.
For in such a state you only beg for the crumbs
that life has to throw.
Bring to life your dreams, elevate your hope.
Stand firm and don't be shaken by the winds.
Resurrect your faith, for there's a song of joy that 
God puts into the hearts of those who believe...   

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