Their answers not certain Yet not depress They happily express All they think is positive All they know is greatness A life full of happiness Growing up some fail Their dreams compressed They get depressed What’s if they persist Depression they resist And they pray with faith The future we hope Should always be child’s…
Like the farmer, we all desire no badlandsTo watch our crops grow stuntedIs something we cannot withstandYet the unknown, the season’s change cannot be fronted Nobody wants a badlandNobody wants to grow cropsOn sandy or stony landsEveryone wishes for a loamy land Sometimes we examine the landsSometimes we plan the landSometimes we plough the land…
You will wonder if I tell you my taleI have climbed steepy mountainsI have been in the deepest valley of life’s voyageI have swam in poisonous riversI have been in wild forests I survived many thunderstormsI have been shatteredInto thousand piecesI felt I had lost everythingI have been knocked off my feetI have been consumed…
This poem is written by: Naporo Samuel I want you to DreamThe Ocean can full a cup if you BelieveAnd I want you to know that those dreams can come through and TrueAnd there isn’t anybody or anything that can stop youChild of God doesn’t mean doubter You were created for more than to live…
Love is a beautiful thing when you are in the arms of the one you truly love and who truly loves.