Maureen Oby Iwueke Gbagir

Sweet and sour is life
What yours shall be, destiny shall contrive
But dependence on destiny shall decrease
And it will then depend on you, my friend decrees
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Where do I go from here?
To God who makes me be
I'd go ask for a share
Of His far reaching stead
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I am very angry
With Tom, Dick and Harry
I think of the hungry
Their hopes going awry
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Dawn answers gently, the night's lonely cry
Spreading uncertainly like a lover's gentle smile
From up the hazy, muggy sky
The night bird's hoot is fading from a mile
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Bright is the day
Fair and gay
With nothing to dismay
The flowers which there lay
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I prayed a prayer for you
That God would bless you
That He would strengthen you
That He would guide you
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Just back from the house of Worship
The room is quiet like a Warship
There is no one to see or share
The blessings brought from there
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