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A spoken word piece titled: Tear it up

https://youtu.be/naMrWNuTY7I TEAR IT UP Mama keeps telling me to do it, mama's voice keeps saying "Yes, you can". I had high hopes and heels of dream, but then my shoe wasn't set to run the race of life to fulfilling my purpose. I stayed on a page for too long and in that page was written: Fear Insecurity Low self-worth Low self-confidence Low self-esteem Anxiety Pain Shame Inferiority Timidity Intimidation. Then I asked myself "When will I be free from this guilt? When will I fulfill purpose? When will the right time come or is it when there is no more breath in me? When will the time be? Years turned to month, months turned into weeks and weeks turned into day; I flipped the page of the Scripture and I saw "I have formed you to show forth my glory to your world and generation." Then I remember mama's voice saying "Yes, you can." I looked into the mirror and I said "Yes, it is time and the time is now, it's tim...
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Who can stop the sun from shinning?

Who can stop the sun from shinning? The sun stands alone Yet it shines greatly The stars sparkle in the night The moonlight glows in the night The gentle breeze blows the sea to and fro The waterfall gushes without ceasing Storms comes day in day out Storms can't hold the ocean Smile holds no edge The candle light sparkles brightly We strive to a path we can't reach To arrive at an unknown destination A faith full of hope A heart full of love The thin air that we breathe in and out Is what keeps us alive When the storm rises We get frightened Our mind is full of anxiety But we often forget that We can't stop the sun from shinning He made all things beautiful The Creator of heaven and earth He made the sun to rule over the day; his love is eternal; Psalm 136:8 GNT #Nanatalkpeom# #windofglory#
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RUN FOR IT

No matter how long a distance for a race is,a runner must surely secure a position, run for it,go for it and dare to take your position. Runforit# Goforit# Dare to take your position# #Fightitthrough #Nanatalk
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Love needs shelter, In the lonely cold night all I could hear was a loud voice which screamed out aloud. Love is cold Love cries Love pants Love is faint Love shields tears Love is scared Love can see dark shadows. All that the moonlight could see was that love needs a shelter Love embraces the cold wind Love is close to the moon light Love is close to the starlight. Love needs shelter, Love needs her voice to be heard. Let's not think about ourselves only, let us give shelter to others through love in any little way we can afford. #Nanatalk# #Windofglory#
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LOVE HAS A VOICE

Love has a voice... Love yearns to be heard but no one can hear her voice. Love is a lonely voice that roams on the streets in the cold night. Love is so close to the starlight that never fades away. Love yearns for shelter, but the pants of her voice can't be heard. Love cries with the voice that carries no signal. Love brings hope in the midst of a storm. Love is the air we breathe in. Love cries, hopes, hurts, believes, but sometimes ends up with dashed expectations. There are people who need this love out there; they are waiting for us - me and you to reach out to them. Love is selfless and God is love. Love also involves giving in anyway we can afford. Love is so powerful, that at a glance it naturally brings joy, peace, happiness and kindness. Please let's take time to reach our loved ones this Christmas season - friends, aged relatives, orphans, widows, those who we know are needy around us. It mustn't involve giving, you can just call them to show the...
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PLEASE PRAY FOR ME

"PLEASE PRAY FOR ME" - THE STORY OF A YOUNG LADY (SPOKEN WORDS) People who knew me thought I was saved, I wore so many beautiful clothes in beautiful styles, I had clear vision, I had dreams with high hopes, but my relationship with God wasn't reflecting His ways nor giving him glory. Friends who knew me in church called me a faithful believer, I always smiled at that, but deep down inside of me, I knew I was helpless and wasn't saved. I usually stayed at the corner of church, crying in my mind day in day out; then I asked myself one day, "when will I be free, when we I surrender my ways to God"? I kept on hoping, but months turned into weeks and weeks turned into day; then I asked myself again, "when will I be free from this self guilt, is it when there's no more breath in me? I went to church on that day and altar call was made, but I refused to go out. I wondered what people will say or what friends will think about me, but then I buried my...
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