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It is Rare
It is rare that we hear the truth from leaning liars, and we find ourselves assigned apologies that are spun and woven as spider’s webs to placate and push away critics and the fearful future of resignations. — It is rare that we hear of poverty on the agenda of the wealth driven economies of…
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The Loss of family
She just looked, no sight in her eyes. as they turn into her turmoil. He just sighed, no hope in his soul, as he lives on the streets. Their young lives stolen by adults too bound up with pleasure that they abandon the child of their loins, some sold, and the little hands and feet…
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The Wise Men
It was slow and cold over the malevolent mountains where icicle adorned camels tread on vague suspicions of trails. Their bitter breath freezing in the air and each of us huddled gasping against the icy blasts. The camps were hard; starting a fire and hiding under the rough rugs and skins, sheltering under the lee…
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The NHS and Number 10
He stood by me disrupted bed and gentle voiced, he spoke my name, He checked the bleeping, life saving equipment and then my plethora of pipes and plastic tubes that will keep me from being the next statistic of those dying from covid. —- Do they see – feel the woe? Do they care to…
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The Refugee’s Journey in Darkness
— The darkness overwhelmed her and within its womb her hurts were hidden and her tears could fall like rain and the storm of running, hiding, and protecting her children was for a moment abating and creating a place, a space for rest and respite, hugs and holding tight. The smell of burned homes and…
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The Secret Power.
They met in secret, stealthily straining at gnats to be sure that they would never be restraining their wealth and never permit the poor to speak. — They’re busily retraining multiple ministers so they would be refraining from supporting needy people for that was to go against their reigning. — Teaching then to be disdaining…
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The Coming of Hope
— It was slow and cold over the malevolent mountains where icicle adorned camels tread on vague suspicions of trails. Their bitter breath freezing in the air and each of us huddled gasping against the icy blasts. The camps were hard; starting a fire and hiding under the rough rugs and skins, sheltering under the…
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John 6:66
After this many disciples quit following him and did not accompany him any longer. To stay or go — He stands bewildered by their unfurling, hurled unbelief. He sees in their smouldering embered eyes A return to earthly vows, Narrowed estuaries of thought How could they not? Why believe in a man With only his…
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Party and Die
He did it for popularity, so that he could play and party, He wants your vote, not a safety note, and so thousands more will die.
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Christmas, what’s the point?
The lonely are lonelier, the poor – even poorer, the weak are slowly weaker, the spoiled are so spoiled. And there is a place where you are either outside or in. And no- one asks you to enter. —– The sad are even sadder, the glad somewhat gladder, the fearful – more fearing. The workers…
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