subdue comfort in life.

In the midst of troubles.
That’s where the trees
That give shield are planted.
In the deserted islands,
That’s when the dry lands,
Become a forest plantation.
Sometimes ago,
I thought of life as...
A farmland,
That needs some planned...
cultivation to succeed.
Knowing that,
Every stem in a tree
Enrich its quality,
To serve as a comfort
Place of rest.
It’s painful
To see a place of redemption,
Turnout,to be...
A place of retribution.
Where are the people of purpose,
And principle?
Who is ready to pray
For power to plan well?
Let us add some salt...
To the water,
perhaps, we can stop...
The spiritual stomach ache.
Time is ticking,
And the End time is near,
So let us take a stance,
And stand by it.
Courageously!
It is safe to say,
It is well.
If we do what we ought to do.
And leave the rest for Christ Jesus,
That strengthen us.