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Concentration is my motto - first honesty, then industry, then concentration.

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poem by Rwetewrt Erwtwer
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poem by Caasder Fronds
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poem by Caasder Fronds
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The Ghost

Down the street as I was drifting with the city's human tide,
Came a ghost, and for a moment walked in silence by my side --
Now my heart was hard and bitter, and a bitter spirit he,
So I felt no great aversion to his ghostly company.
Said the Shade: `At finer feelings let your lip in scorn be curled,
`Self and Pelf', my friend, has ever been the motto for the world.'

And he said: `If you'd be happy, you must clip your fancy's wings,
Stretch your conscience at the edges to the size of earthly things;
Never fight another's battle, for a friend can never know
When he'll gladly fly for succour to the bosom of the foe.
At the power of truth and friendship let your lip in scorn be curled --
`Self and Pelf', my friend, remember, is the motto of the world.

`Where Society is mighty, always truckle to her rule;
Never send an `i' undotted to the teacher of a school;
Only fight a wrong or falsehood when the crowd is at your back,
And, till Charity repay you, shut the purse, and let her pack;
At the fools who would do other let your lip in scorn be curled,
`Self and Pelf', my friend, remember, that's the motto of the world.

`Ne'er assail the shaky ladders Fame has from her niches hung,
Lest unfriendly heels above you grind your fingers from the rung;
Or the fools who idle under, envious of your fair renown,
Heedless of the pain you suffer, do their worst to shake you down.
At the praise of men, or censure, let your lip in scorn be curled,
`Self and Pelf', my friend, remember, is the motto of the world.

`Flowing founts of inspiration leave their sources parched and dry,
Scalding tears of indignation sear the hearts that beat too high;
Chilly waters thrown upon it drown the fire that's in the bard;
And the banter of the critic hurts his heart till it grows hard.
At the fame your muse may offer let your lip in scorn be curled,
`Self and Pelf', my friend, remember, that's the motto of the world.

`Shun the fields of love, where lightly, to a low and mocking tune,
Strong and useful lives are ruined, and the broken hearts are strewn.
Not a farthing is the value of the honest love you hold;
Call it lust, and make it serve you! Set your heart on nought but gold.
At the bliss of purer passions let your lip in scorn be curled --
`Self and Pelf', my friend, shall ever be the motto of the world.'

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But a sudden deep repugnance to his presence thrilled me through;
Then I saw his face was cruel, by the look that o'er it stole,
Then I felt his breath was poison, by the shuddering of my soul,
Then I guessed his purpose evil, by his lip in sneering curled,
And I knew he slandered mankind, by my knowledge of the world.

But he vanished as a purer brighter presence gained my side --

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poem by Henry Lawson
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Through the eyes of a Field Coronet (Epic)

Introduction

In the kaki coloured tent in Umbilo he writes
his life’s story while women, children and babies are dying,
slowly but surely are obliterated, he see how his nation is suffering
while the events are notched into his mind.

Lying even heavier on him is the treason
of some other Afrikaners who for own gain
have delivered him, to imprisonment in this place of hatred
and thoughts go through him to write a book.

Prologue

The Afrikaner nation sprouted
from Dutchmen,
who fought decades without defeat
against the super power Spain

mixed with French Huguenots
who left their homes and belongings,
with the revocation of the Edict of Nantes.
Associate this then with the fact

that these people fought formidable
for seven generations
against every onslaught that they got
from savages en wild animals

becoming marksmen, riding
and taming wild horses
with one bullet per day
to hunt a wild antelope,

who migrated right across the country
over hills in mass protest
and then you have
the most formidable adversary
and then let them fight

in a natural wilderness
where the hunter,
the sniper and horseman excels
and any enemy is at a lost.

Let them then also be patriotic
into their souls,
believe in and read
out of the word of God

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poem by Gert Strydom
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poem by Caasder Fronds
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Some Prefer To Keep It Frozen

Honesty can be that one gift received,
To be quickly unwrapped to wear.
With a daring that is flaunted.
And exposing it to everyone,
To prove a truth living within...
Exists and is shown everywhere.

Unfortunately...
Not everyone welcomes this gift to receive.
With a keeping it under wraps.
To pack away in one's attic.
Or...
Stored in one's basement.
To leave it frozen in a freezer,
With a thawing no one will ever see at all.

A shocking honesty and truth can awe.
A shocking honesty and truth can awe.
A shocking honesty and truth can awe.
Some prefer to keep frozen,
Never to thaw.

Honesty can be that one gift received,
To be quickly unwrapped to wear.
With a daring that is flaunted.
And exposing it to everyone,
To prove a truth living within...
Exists and is shown everywhere.

But,
Left corrupted...
A shocking honesty can awe.
To be abducted.
Shocking honesty can awe.
With none conducted.
A shocking honesty can awe.
And...
Leaving it to freeze,
Never to thaw.

A shocking honesty and truth can awe.
A shocking honesty and truth can awe.
A shocking honesty and truth can awe.
Some prefer to keep frozen,
Never to thaw.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Race Industry

The coconuts have got the jobs.
The race industry is a growth industry.
We despairing, they careering.
We want more peace they want more police.
The Uncle Toms are getting paid.
The race industry is a growth industry.
We say sisters and brothers don't fear.
They will do anything for the Mayor.
The coconuts have got the jobs.
The race industry is a growth industry.
They're looking for victims and poets to rent.
They represent me without my consent.
The Uncle Toms are getting paid.
The race industry is a growth industry.
In suits they dither in fear of anarchy.
They take our sufferings and earn a salary.
Steal our souls and make their documentaries.
Inform daily on our community.
Without Black suffering they'd have no jobs.
Without our dead they'd have no office.
Without our tears they'd have no drink.
If they stopped sucking we could get justice.
The coconuts are getting paid.
Men, women and Brixton are being betrayed.

poem by Benjamin Zephaniah
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The Eel Pie

HOWEVER exquisite we BEAUTY find,
It satiates sense, and palls upon the mind:
Brown bread as well as white must be for me;
My motto ever is--VARIETY.

THAT brisk brunette, with languid, sleepy eye,
Delights my fancy; Can you tell me why?
The reason 's plain enough:--she 's something new.
The other mistress, long within my view,
Though lily fair, with seraph features blessed,
No more emotion raises in my breast;
Her heart assents, while mine reluctant proves;
Whence this diversity that in us moves?
From hence it rises, to be plain and free,
My motto ever is--VARIETY.

THE same in other words, I've often said;
'Tis right, at times, disguise with care to spread.
The maxim's good, and with it I agree:
My motto ever is--VARIETY.

A CERTAIN spouse the same devise had got,
Whose wife by all was thought a handsome lot.
His love, howe'er, was over very soon;
It lasted only through the honeymoon;
Possession had his passion quite destroyed;
In Hymen's bands too oft the lover 's cloyed.

ONE, 'mong his valets, had a pretty wife;
The master was himself quite full of life,
And soon the charmer to his wishes drew,
With which the husband discontented grew,
And having caught them in the very fact,
He rang his mate the changes for the act;
Sad names he called her, howsoever just,
A silly blockhead! thus to raise a dust,
For what, in ev'ry town 's so common found;
May we worse fortune never meet around!

HE made the paramour a grave harangue
Don't others give, said he, the poignant pang;
But ev'ry one allow to keep his own,
As God and reason oft to man have shown,
And recommended fully to observe;
You from it surely have not cause to swerve;
You cannot plead that you for beauty pine
You've one at home who far surpasses mine;
No longer give yourself such trouble, pray:
You, to my help-mate, too much honour pay;
Such marked attentions she can ne'er require

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poem by La Fontaine
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The Castle Of Indolence

The castle hight of Indolence,
And its false luxury;
Where for a little time, alas!
We lived right jollily.

O mortal man, who livest here by toil,
Do not complain of this thy hard estate;
That like an emmet thou must ever moil,
Is a sad sentence of an ancient date:
And, certes, there is for it reason great;
For, though sometimes it makes thee weep and wail,
And curse thy star, and early drudge and late;
Withouten that would come a heavier bale,
Loose life, unruly passions, and diseases pale.
In lowly dale, fast by a river's side,
With woody hill o'er hill encompass'd round,
A most enchanting wizard did abide,
Than whom a fiend more fell is no where found.
It was, I ween, a lovely spot of ground;
And there a season atween June and May,
Half prankt with spring, with summer half imbrown'd,
A listless climate made, where, sooth to say,
No living wight could work, ne cared even for play.
Was nought around but images of rest:
Sleep-soothing groves, and quiet lawns between;
And flowery beds that slumbrous influence kest,
From poppies breathed; and beds of pleasant green,
Where never yet was creeping creature seen.
Meantime, unnumber'd glittering streamlets play'd,
And hurled every where their waters sheen;
That, as they bicker'd through the sunny glade,
Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made.
Join'd to the prattle of the purling rills
Were heard the lowing herds along the vale,
And flocks loud bleating from the distant hills,
And vacant shepherds piping in the dale:
And, now and then, sweet Philomel would wail,
Or stock-doves plain amid the forest deep,
That drowsy rustled to the sighing gale;
And still a coil the grasshopper did keep;
Yet all these sounds yblent inclined all to sleep.
Full in the passage of the vale, above,
A sable, silent, solemn forest stood;
Where nought but shadowy forms was seen to move,
As Idless fancied in her dreaming mood:
And up the hills, on either side, a wood
Of blackening pines, aye waving to and fro,
Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood;
And where this valley winded out, below,
The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow.

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poem by James Thomson
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Frontin On Me

Saw you on the corner standing there,
Now I wonder who youre talking to,
Will I ever know, ever know?
And will you ever show?
Youre talking on your cell phone all this time,
I thought I could depend on you.
When you said youd be tonight with me,
That youd do right by me.
Youve been checkin all this time,
Better get yourself in line
Cos hangin with the fellas no it aint no crime,
Girl I just wanna be me.
No breakin, fakin no mistakin,
I just want some honesty from you boy,
Stop frontin on me, youre buggin me.
You better wake up, make up, get ready for a shake up,
I just want some honesty from you boy,
Cos youre frontin on me, stop buggin me.
I really want a love thats bona fide, yes Im looking for a boy thats true,
Will I ever find, ever find,
Someone to blow my mind.
Cos I dont really think you understand,
All that Ive been going though,
Cos every night that youd be stressin me,
Yeah you be frettin me.
Youve been thinkin I get down,
But I never play around,
Just hangin with the fellas when Im chillin downtown,
Girl I just want you to see.
No breakin, fakin no mistakin,
I just want some honesty from you boy,
Stop frontin on me, youre buggin me.
You better wake up, make up, get ready for a shake up,
I just want some honesty from you boy,
Cos youre frontin on me, stop buggin me. [x2]
Youve been checkin all this time,
Better get yourself in line
Cos hangin with the fellas no it aint no crime,
I just want some honesty from you boy,
Stop frontin on me, youre buggin me.
You better wake up, make up, get ready for a shake up,
I just want some honesty from you boy,
Cos youre frontin on me, stop buggin me.
No breakin, fakin no mistakin,
I just want some honesty from you boy,
Stop frontin on me, youre buggin me.
You better wake up, make up, get ready for a shake up,
I just want some honesty from you boy,
Cos youre frontin on me, stop buggin me. [x2]

song performed by Velvet Empire
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Your Honesty

It's Your honesty
With you I have no
choice When you talk to me
I can make love to your voice
It's the things I see
when I look into your eyes
It's your honesty
Pulling me closer to u baby
You know you drive me crazy
You are one of a kind
And i want you to be mine,
oh oh mine Pulling me closer to you
You have a special quality
You're bringing out the best in me
You have a special quality
You are pulling me closer to you
It's Your honesty
With you I have no choice
When u talk to me
I can make love to your voice
It's the things I see
when I look into your eyes
It's your honesty
Pulling me closer to you baby
You know it just gets better
This is the way it should be
You know the truth will set you free,
so free Pulling me closer to you
You have a special quality
You're bringing out the best in me
You have a special quality
You are pulling me closer to you
It's Your honesty
With you I have no choice
When u talk to me
I can make love to your voice
It's the things i see
when i look into your eyes
It's your honesty
Pulling me closer to u baby
Touch my little body
Embrasse moi mon amour
pour ce soir, pour toujours
Keeping touch my little body
dis-moi la vrite
oui je sais toujours.
You have a special quality
You're bringing out the very best in me
You have a special quality
You are pulling me closer to you Honesty

song performed by Madonna
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Honesty Begets Honesty

Honesty begets honesty
It is equivocatingly disparaging
Because honesty is an esoteric riddle
And a riddle begets a riddle
When you think it is inequitable
That life begets death
And not the pulp of life,
And death begets life
When you appealed for death
It is because they are one and similar
The equivocal correlation
Is but another juggle of affectation
In supercilious entanglement
So we fumble on the hills
Of the pre-determined sequence
Wretched friends, we are all dazed
About religion and politics,
And stereotypes and chauvinism,
And philosophy and geometry,
In a tête-à-tête with disparity
It is all but the same
From the encrusted veneer
To the profane epicenter,
As with veracity and metaphors
We are reveling gypsies
With pawned feet of stones.
When honesty begets honesty
You will figure for yourself
That life is but a game
And we are all to topple
In the treacle of sincerity
Because honestly,
Nothing begets nothing
Equivalent to an enema for the eczema
The paranoia protracts in an echolalia
Do not hand down your honesty
Because honestly,
You would abscond honesty.

poem by Norman Santos
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Crushed By The Wheels Of Industry (Extended Dance Mix)

Breaking in the future just before the week is up
They can do it but it's going to take some money
Have what you desire if and when you see the fact
They will lead us to the land of milk and honey
Work all day or work all night it's all the same
If you want the pay
Some drive tankers
Some are bankers
Some are workers
Some are not
It is time for a party
Destination for the nation now!
Chorus:
Crushed by the wheels of industry
Crushed by the wheels of industry
Crushed by the wheels of industry
Crushed by the wheels
Crushed by the wheels of industry
Crushed by the wheels of industry
Crushed by the wheels of industry
Crushed by the wheels
Work now!
Call me in the morning just before the breakfast show
We'll watch TV and analyse the weather
Before we go to work we'll have planned the day ahead
We'll while away the working day together
Work all day or work all night it's all the same
If you want to play
Some are nurses
Some steal purses
Some are workers
Some are not
It is time for a party
Liberation for the nation now!
Chorus
There's a party going on
That's going to change the way we live
But how do we know we've even been invited
Now the invitation's waiting
And the table is reserved
So just play it cool and don't get excited
Work or day or work all night it's all the same
Will we ever change
It's vocation or vacation
Some are workers
Some are not
It is time for a party
Syncopation for the nation now!
Chorus

song performed by Heaven 17
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Freaks Of The Industry

*this is a cover of a digital underground song*
Yeah, suburban noize, those kottonmouth kings
Freaks come out at night, the freaks come out...
Well... were the freaks of the industry, suburban noize, kottonmouth kings
The freaks of the industry, and when ya see us back stage be prepared to g
Now they say that first do it means do it, time to freak, saint dog gets to it
Not a heavy weight, but Ill go twelve rounds with a jab of the stick
Im going lick for lick, so give me the helmet, Ill be the stunt man
Just relax, and I wont front like arena, I mean to get the cream of the crop
And Ill be taking it slow, never missing a spot, yes caress your back n chest
Youre kissing on my nose ring, Ill whisper in your ear
Saint dog kottonmouth king, oh big st thats what youll be screaming and creaming
But its not a wet dream its the real, the freaky dog, dog nasty,
Never letting a kitty cat get past me, without picking it up, petting it
Teasing it, taking 3 home and pleasing it
Were the freaks of the industry, suburban noize, kottonmouth kings
The freaks of the industry, and when ya see us back stage be prepared to g
Say youre g-in, nobody else is seeing
And the freak that your withs in front of you, bending over naked
As shes leaning on the dresser, boo-yeah, youre looking at her from the rear
She looks just like rebecca, not rebecca with the singing career
But the x rated video queen, ya know what I mean?
All right heres the scene, youre lying on your back
With your head on the edge of the bed
The bootys 2 feet from your head, should you
A. take the time to find a condom, b. walk right over and you pound em
C. tell her that you want her love, well the answer is d. all of the above
So youre freakin, the furnitures squeakin, shes tweaking,
Saying that shes weak in the knees, cheek for cheek, and pound for pound
Im taxing it and waxing it and working it around
Till the booty starts making that clapping sound
Which is cool but your friends are chillin in the other room
The clap is getting louder, you dont want them to clown you
In this situation, what do you do?
A. plainly simply back up off her
B. you hit it just a little bit softer
C. you take it out and put it in her butt
Well this for daddy x yo, yo listen up
I put a towel on the floor by the 2 inch gap under the door
And now ya cant see me anymore, to the lock to the top,
But they cant listen, therell be no barging in, therell be no dissin
Get back to the mission, broke out the whip cream and the cherry
I go through all the 5 positions, my head under her leg under my arm under her toe
She says I like it when you scream, daddy let yourself go,
I hit it, slid it, lick it, quit it, after the ride I put my clothes on I walk outside,
And before anybody has a chance to speak I say yo Im daddy x
I guess Im just a freak
Were the freaks of the industry, suburban noize, kottonmouth kings
The freaks of the industry, and when ya see us back stage be prepared to g

song performed by Kottonmouth Kings
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“LIVES” are Priceless

Believe it, humans cost money, they’re profits, and lives aren’t

important:

“It costs to be born, ”
“It costs to live, ”
“It costs to die.”

In the agriculture industry, money comes before being fed.

In the fashion industry, money comes before being clothed.

In the real estate industry, money comes before being sheltered.

In the business industry, money comes before doing without needs.

In the health industry, money comes before saving lives.

In the funeral industry, money comes before burying a life.

Money is the main human sacrifice and those celebrities are the public example; the dramas and appraisers surrounding their lives are preyed upon by tabloids that make earnings about their publicity:

Their charity work, it’s worth bronze.
Their childhood, it’s worth silver.
Adultery exposure, nude images, drugs, DUI, etc. it’s worth gold.
Death or prison sentence, a pandemonium, that’s worth platinum!

Coming into this world you’re paying a price, but what will happen if people can’t afford to buy anymore? Nah, that wouldn’t happen—it’s always will or a way, and even with the different birth control life can’t be eliminated.

poem by Francee Bouvenir
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Erase 'em All

Building the walls around it
Created self with nothing much
Without a cost to find it
Feeling avoid and losing touch
The borrowed taste his novelty
Could be a product of another's humility
Don't worry your loss wil be his gain
He wouldn't hesitate to turn his back on you
And it might be true
Erase 'em all - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall befoer you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em all
The warning's out it's gonna come to an end and I
Hate to see him label me as a friend tonight
Never question my intentions without the right
Showing me another way to turn his back on you
And it might be you
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em all, Erase 'em all, Erase 'am all,
Erase 'em all
Erase 'em all, Erase 'em all, Erase 'am all,
Erase 'em all
You wanna stay you'd better run
When I catch up you better have a gun
I'm so wound up from playin' dumb
This time it's real and real isn't fun
You never saw this side before
Don't test the water for what's in store
I drew the line and I learned a rule
What's good for me isn't good for you
Erase 'em all
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em all

song performed by 1208
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Traveling

Shigoto ni mo sei ga deru
Kinyou no gogo
TAKUSHII mo sugu tsukamaru (tobinoru)
Mezasu wa kimi
"Dochira made ikaremasu?"
Chotto soko made
"Fukeiki de komarimasu (shimemasu)
DOA ni chui"
Kaze ni matagi tsuki e nobori
Boku no seki wa kimi no tonari
Fui ni ware ni kaeri KURARI
Haru no yoru no yume no kotoshi
Traveling kimi wo
Traveling nosete
ASUFARUTO wo terasu yo
Traveling doko e
Traveling iku no?
Tooku nara doko e demo
Traveling motto
Traveling yurase
Kowashitaku naru shoudou
Traveling motto
Traveling tobase
Isogu koto wa nai kedo
Kikasetai uta ga aru
ENDORESU RIPIITO
Kimochi ni hakusha kakaru
Neraidoori
Nami to hashagi kumo wo sasoi
Tsui ni boku wa kimi ni deai
Wakasa yue ni sugu ni CHIRARI
Kaze no mae no chiri ni onaji
Traveling mune wo
Traveling yosete
Itsumo yori medatchaou
Traveling koko wa
Traveling iya yo
Mokutekichii wa mada da yo
Traveling mado wo
Traveling sagete
Nani mo kowakunai MOODO
Traveling koko de
Traveling ii yo
Subete wa kibun shidai
Minna odoridasu jikan da
Machikirezu kon'ya
Kakureteta negai ga uzukimasu
Minna moriagaru jikan da
Doushite darou ka
Sukoshi dake fuan ga nokorimasu

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song performed by Utada Hikaru
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In all honesty

In all honesty
today has been
something out of the ordinary.

In all honesty
I could do with some christmas carols
and a mug of hot chocolate.

In all honesty
walking on the road without a sidewalk
is more exhilerating than anything else.

In all honesty
watching fog settle over the road
can bring tears to anyones eyes.

In all honesty
you're the only person
I'm mostly honest to.

In all honesty
this poem
is entirely honest.

poem by Erica Francis
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A precious acquisition

Honesty,
A virtue so precious.
With it,
Lives are saved.
Without it,
Are lives destroyed.
Honesty,
A precious possession.

The humble,
Like a guest embrace.
The greedy,
Like an enemy they shun,
And with mud,
On its face they smear.
But the fools,
Like a stranger they fear.
Honesty,
A precious possession.

Its lovers,
To hens are metaphored,
But their ridiculers,
Are the hens themselves,
For God,
Honesty initiates and loves.
So anyone,
Who honesty champions,
Will for eternity,
God's friend remain.
Honesty,
A priceless commodity.

poem by Michael Wamalwa
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