thoughts to words

So everyone's been complaining that the sun is too hot and the dust ,unbearable....   Then the cold season comes in and i just can't stand the rain. Good riddance and the planting time is neigh.It gets me thinking, the year is half way through, and my ten point to-do list (i write one each year) feels like a reminder of how much i have yet to do. Never mind i eat and point six =add weight...  hasn't even sunk in. Yes, i have had great experiences and at times i don't know how i got through them. I remember at the beginning of the year i had gone on a volunteering job, at a primary school, yes.. a teacher. The little kids made it an awesome time for me with their curiosity and oblivion. One time i was with them in class and one of the boys complained that his desk mate had a foul smell, i tried to avert the situation but then, the other kids came in saying that he had pooped on himself,...the horror. At this point i could smell it too and when kids  come on to you like

The old is gone the new has come, A passenger in waiting for the stop, the belt hangs loosely by her side, the trees fading in the distance, a hotel closing down,  a black cloud hangs low, far more than four years ago, when th rest are in cheer.. we're sulking and tears brimming, heroes of the past and present, the state crumbling, The old is gone..., a far cry, and mummurs are heard, the new not withstanding, the new dawn, they claim so bright, a nation scatters in fright, Wisdom comes with age,                    an adage? so when the black skies release, and their childrens children hide, turning into gatherers of money and fame, Yet we mourn,the dew not even vapour, but the leasing starts, When the old is gone the new comes in...so as i know that the clock never does stop ticking, and the time will come when the makers of the nation will be no more.

nature and time is all i can mind, when every human works for survival and recreational purposes.... a battling of the mind and your simply all i think about. Forbidden days soon left behind, a sudden jerk and change occurs. The paradox of thoughts also forgotten and habits abandoned. Death to my flesh and arising of you, in me. Am not settling for something so much as half baked, and anyway am not up for a stomach upset either, so i'll keep raising the bar. The one on my mind, does not compromise, why should i?        Redemption came freely and i took it fully for by grace i am saved and in love with christ.... Its all i can ever count on even when the silent silence comes.