The Lost Generation. A poem by Jonathan Reed.
It's their choice You do what you can There exist circles within circles And these circles are in cycles They run a course It is their choice You do what you can.
You will find this story to be a practical one. Try the idea out for yourself. If it works, what does it matter what anyone thinks? About fourteen of us decided to climb The Twin Peaks. The Twin Peaks are two small hills located in the Federal Capital Territory, Abuja. We are all friends. Social … Continue reading On Fire
You are are going to ponder upon what I am about to tell you. It is strange how a series of seemingly unrelated events 'add up down the street'. These events though unrelated turn out to be monumental. So monumental that I am forced to acknowledge the truth that, "all you know is all you … Continue reading Time
I am here I am there My flesh renewed suddenly I am as one that dreameth Everything synchronizing... Your pain is now my pain.. I am here Yet not quite This is it! My spirit yelled, Initium of realizing power.
That evening it cracked Torrents wiped away all defunct The day the dam burst. Then the most glorious sun It's lights illuminated the cosmos So sprouted Africa's Jungle.
May you find your way. May you find your path. #adecem
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