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Mar 2019
Nothing ever happens
or works out
or ends without
striving to struggle
making it thrive.
The entire universe
follows a proper
process to arrange
everything and
make all things
right for the
cosmic law fulfills.
The earth has
been given
us to excel
in a unique way,
filled with love
and blessings enough
for everyone by
grace to sustain us.
Negative manipulation
of it brings
disaster to our
doorstep.
Our footsteps are
so directed diligently
towards goodness
to avoid calamity.
How then can
we not make
meaning out of
the promised path.
Inconsequential and
irrelevant are your
notions when it
does not necessarily
take you to
the miraculous.
Can we necessarily
know exactly when
to do the
right thing.
You will know,
of course.
Just a thought.
War doesn't determine
who is right.
Only who is left.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
Emeka Mokeme
Written by
Emeka Mokeme  M/Nigeria
(M/Nigeria)   
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