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I AM AFRAID

In the world full of pain I got myself, can't reverse in  the creation. Where none pleases the soul as heart beats the drums. Struggling can't stop but in it laughing is inevitable, merry comes once in a while, as joy suffers fraudulent acts, wars we battle in within and depression for the well known but broke dudes. It is why I'll say,," I am afraid", Walking away sometimes work, forgetting would have been the cure. The pain ain't the problem I swear, but the mark left within that will always trigger the pain, I am fearful not a lie, I prefer blindness for their faults. I am weak can't denay, I prefer silenting my mouth. I am afraid can't hide, it would be better in my own world, peredventure I'd not be seen, unfortunately it's ain't God's plan, not within His thoughts, thus here was born, here I live and here I'll die. 

Working hard pays less, this I've find interesting, the one who has to be added more, as the one with little, the little be taken away. It's not ironical as it would look like, it's a principle from the ancient history to today's world. He tought even in his teachings on the talent, the proverbial tells many had wrongly interprete. And even today we see as this happens our way. The rich begs, he's helped promptly, the poor will take years. Where the poor are so happy and lives healthy lives, and the opposite is true, and again I will say "I am afraid,,, ain't a lie", it is a season in its own, where life had to flow with the changes, see if it comes to an end and stop thinking it's a forever journey.
Too short to make excuses, too short to complain, too short, life is too short. The other days he lived, today he is no more, the flowers in God's gaden we are and watering we need. keeping our roots moist, the branches broud, let's the leaves remain green. It's another time I'll say "I am afraid,,, can't hide", what is tomorrow, and who brings it, still young it is the advantage I have. My youth the most valuable asset I have got. Ha! I see, getting deep into other people's life blind us. Not all it also open the mind of the wise. Politics had stolen our thoughts, well it had also helpt the skillful soul. So what is it,,, it's what we do with all that surrounds us,,,, I agree,,, I am afraid still of tommorow, how will it get me. Where will it find me,,,? Principles then I need to meet, before it comes to pass, that I'll say I find no pleasure in it, the pressure within won't allow it that way. Think with me, do you see this,,,,it's why I am afraid.

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