When the time is rightTake your turnWhen you were less than tenYour well-being was all her fight Don’t you think it is rightTo take your turnWhen the time is rightIt is an honor to return Like struggles in stageIt was a journeyWas it all about moneyThe contributions were many Now that you’re of ageLet’s flashback…
Numerous are the things that are happening around the globe. We hear them on radio, we watch them on the television or other social media. Sometimes they get us scared, sometimes we feel for the victim and ultimately, we sort for peace. It is honest to also say that these media has lowered our self-esteem.…
Poverty is a disease. When you read this poem, kindly extend a hand of kindness to those on the street begging for alms, no matter how dirty or stinky they might be. Let’s show love to those who need it in whichever small way we can.