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Lumberer’s Faith – Poetry

Many walk this path, many never return the same Before sunset, the town gets filled-up with tired men Those who found providence in wood Returning hands weak and worn-out, Overtaken by life’s numerous good For faith waits to guide to paths Where hope as lush forests flourish

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I choose Faith over Fear

Just a few months ago, the world celebrated the new year. People, companies and countries nurtured aspirations and dreams, hoping for a happy year. But the advent of the virus brought fear and uncertainty. With what is going on, this pandemic may cause economic stress across the globe, particularly in Africa. I’m happy it’s Friday… Continue reading I choose Faith over Fear