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 Aug 2018 John Stevens
Khoisan
Oh how the mustard seed hold greatness
Personified by the laughter of
Innocent children at play
Let the little children come to me
Mark 10 v13-16
 Jul 2018 John Stevens
Petrichor
I never saw a man who looked
with such a wistful eye
upon that little tent of blue
which prisoners called the sky,
and at every drifting cloud that went
with sails of sliver by.

I walked, with other souls in pain,
within another ring,
and was wondering if the man had done
a great or a little thing,
when a voice behind me said,
"The man's got to swing"

For he did not wear scarlet
nor did he speak of it,
for blood and wine were red
and so was the color on his bed.

He looked upon the garish day
with such a wistful eye;
the man had killed the thing he loved,
and so he had to die.
Inspired by OSCAR WILDE
 Jul 2018 John Stevens
Khoisan
Generations participated in hope and prayer
As he fathomed the perfect storm
Hoisting freedoms flag high as he navigated
Across the raging tempest for...Twenty seven years
Nelson Mandela you are the personified hope
A humble Man a Hero of the free world
A tribute to the late great President Nelson Mandela
On his hundredth birthday 18 July 1918 to 18 July 2018
 Jul 2018 John Stevens
Khoisan
As the sunflower drops
in afterglow of shade  
And the gloss of the gleem fades
across the moonlit shadow
We are summoned by the horizon
into the magnificent light
that offers no shadow
The light of God is perched on love
without  side effects...
without a shadow of doubt...
crossing the night into dawn
In this time do not fear
keep your faith remaining hopeful
and if tomorrow never comes
assuredly so you will be safe
in the everlasting light of God.
When I'm gone,
don't shed a tear.
Remember the times,
we had.
Remember the fears.
Remember my smile,
My laugh,
my tears.
Remember the good I did,
through the years.
Remember the time,
we snuck off to the beach?
Remember the times you,
made me laugh,
till I was weak?
Remember the fights,
and how we made up.
Remember when we danced,
on the beach.
Remember how it felt,
to sleep next to me.
Remember when you met me,
I wasn't in one piece.
Remember me,
the good and the bad.
Remember us,
and what we had.
Remember the times,
we danced and you held,
me close.
Remember you were there,
when I needed you the most.
Remember you have my heart,
and you always will.
Remember I tried.
Remember I fought.
Remember the love we shared.
Hold onto to what you know.
that's the problem with today's self-expression
everyone is too busy asking if theirs looks right
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