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Late maybe the Hour

Its like the hour is lateAnd the great Aprocalpyse  is at handThere is flood, flu and heatThe world is crumblingThere is fear everywhereBut it's funny; MEN have always be hitHit by worst nightmares, yet they evolvedThey have always survivedWhat fear is yet to behall themThat has not come to passLate maybe the hourBut men are canny
— WonderGolly, May 01, 2009

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Region, Country: Volta / GH, GHA

Favorite Poets: Kofi Awoonor, Kofi Anyidoho, ... :(

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yenti

yenti

17 years 1 month ago

Wonder

Mankind lives in the belief that he will survive all sorts of disasters and there are many films from the USA that show you how they win these things, Ha, Ha, They live on a beautiful planet that has given them life as it evolved. and there the soul or spirit world uses this place as a learning place to teach of things like greed, and hate, and all the bad things, and all the good things, but the main thing that is taught is love to the inner spirit, the one thing that moves to and fro between the physical world and the spiritual world, You commented on one of my bits of writing earlier that I had a place that was a sanctuary from all lifes ills, and am able to go there to be healed etc: away from this physical side of things, it is inside where the spirit is as I live here, it is but a thought away. If ever you need to be there just find a place full of peace and gentle things, then look inward and enjoy. Your spelling of the word apocalypse just needs a little love, otherwise I thought that the piece was true but they will not listen, Yours Ian.T