It spreads like wild fire 🔥, hidden but upfront, it gazes for innocence amidst turmoil,  it knows how deep it hides fortunately in capture, it’s presence is known even in silence, it’s not in a secret  - it’s in keeping peace ✌🏻 not wins but growth

For always not even once have the masses cried not over insufficient service delivery. The Dog is known to be to the owner till it strays, when the owners of this country tear the heavy deployments done are yet a portion of their contribution through tax.
Man has a voice woman has a tear and so mankind has become voiceless thus defensively becoming savage.
When the day comes it shall be like any other, when the moon will will shine smiles as the rain washes away our pain and the sun drying our tears.
The combined energy shall be the voice of the surpressed being  seeking to walk a normal life of Grace. Yes we shall not forget the leaderships that made us stumble we shall embrace the same flag under new and yet friendly arms nursing our damaged country-men. Glory will once be ours, maybe long but shall be worth.

#herdsmanofprogress
Thomas Bron M

https://thomasbron.wordpress.com/2020/08/19/upfront/

Epitom, life flows like a river never backward despite the diversions. No matter the precipitousness of nature. The sematics of living are adhered to by the brave. Surpass your angst.
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The old days lapsed in respect, parents and elders enjoyed no talk back policy from their juniors before the coming of the 21 Century where youngsters bury your words before they are spoken.

The naked truth is times have changed. Knowledge then was widely acquired by books and experience unlike lately where puberty aged hunters have gadgets worth plots of land and investments.
The Techno-Generation is as fast a virus cutting through ages, people access internet as often they wish and so they get knowledge from a home bench and at a lesser cost.
The trends are sweet to follow as you learn how to plug into which socket of facts or lies to abide with in society.
People these days dont mind jumping into conclusion of a matter they have heard of for the very first time. Nail you and crucify you on a spot. The torns of tongue spat at issues burns down ideas like solid acid. In a twist of a minute a simple wishper from one person will can either tarnish your reputation or give you a climb over the mountain.
There is more nonsense said but once you get backup media bloggers, your cries of shame can be a hangover to somones tears.
https://thomasbron.wordpress.com/2020/07/30/the-opinion-generation/
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Today gives you freedom, it brings you hope it sets the pace that tomorrow is a better  day.

https://twitter.com/thomasbron_m/status/1278037720498089984?s=21

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'''Apocalypse'''
Awakening my soul has been one of the toughest tasks i tried lately.
I slumber in anger and awake to the same -the puzzle so hard to complete, for those with the pieces sit back in comfort of public denial.
I trust her but she aint to blame, for the young boy that became man kept his lies over her dream
Slowly eating her portions of growth, plundering all she saved for her children
The child i am has watched from toddler till of age
His promise is the vain in which my mother shades
He is the producer that hasnt consumed his lies
A good start as a dad and now a step father, with much worry of becoming a home monster
The cowards were tamed by mothers fortune forgetting we all heirs of her throne

Child, if you are there awake me once again
I aint asleep but sobing in tears
Soon licking the wounds of my mothers caretaker
There is no peace as lips face challenge of fear for guntalk
Mother mourns day in and out, siblings are falling victim of his tempting apples
Her beauty has been stripped to bypassers and my own elder brothers do so, the in borns turned to *******.

I tear to you fellow child for your hand in help
Come wash the pain and worry of mother
So tomorrow we can smile again, play alongside mother with joy of the abundance she gives
We are all called, we all chosen
#mymotherland
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Login; ahem a moment constitutes a memory!.
The smiles you get when one ear whispers to another,  the thirst of carelessness as emotions deprive your vision, the love of hellos in fear of goodbyes, the sorrowful toast of courage that glitters, the uneven sights of glimpse of what thoughts denies reality, the caravan mind you carry to a destination only known to the future, the hiccups of unsound tunnels- a road trip mountain lanes. #herdsmanofprogress