Ogolla Enock

Soldier, Soldier,
This vile world is not a place of peace
You cant expect to dwell in ease
While others paid the ultimate price
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Life is a hunt. An endless quest for things
not yet attained, but still longed for.
Some thirsts are quenched, but many
are left questioning the answers.
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The hands of providence are ever at work.
If you have not, it's because you ask not.
Beyond asking, seek and knock,
you only get as good as you sought
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Promised someone forever,
to hold and to keep.
Hands may have grown cold,
But a promise is a promise,
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Flowers have an untold story,
the mistreatment by reckless hands,
the scorching sun, the heavy rains,
and the pests that threaten their demise.
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No man is an angel.
No man is infallible.
Our experiences may be singular
But our story is similar.
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In my youth, I lived only by reason
Unaware that there is more to life than
what's seen, felt, smelt, heard, or touched.
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goal, guts, and guidance are the determinants
of one's success. The magnitude of the goal,
the amplitude of the gut, and the clarity of the guide.
But it's the Lord God who elevates the goals,
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The place to know the true nature and measure
of a man is not by his popularity, intellect,
religiosity or reputation but in His own Home
and how he deals with those under his care.
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Beware of regress and stagnation.
To tread thrice a path you'd
have trodden only but once
Or overstay in one place,
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Life is a test. Life is a trust.
Life is a temporary assignment.
And all men are but stewards.
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I once asked someone if he'd attend
a program I knew he had been longing
to participate in ever since I knew him.
"I wish the answer was as easy as Yes or No."
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The Lord is my Ebeneezer,
this far He has led and
helped me in every need,
This strengthens my confidence, I trust
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Here, among these ruins once stood
the throne of dignity, honor, and respect;
full of glory, and flowing with abundance.
The hope of men. A force to reckon with-
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Death! Death with its strong claws
makes no sound as it comes.
But with a precision of a sniper;
mindless of height and tide,
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I once held the ultimate in my hands and vowed to protect it.
But for a moment, my arms grew cold and I neglected it.
So it gathered cold and died right in my hand asking why
I promised the ultimate and delivered the opposite.
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Origin, Identity, morality, and Purpose
are key. Once lost or sold, a person has
very little to offer and nothing left to lose
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Hearts faint when the storm rages,
Hopes sublimes when the veil of sense
hangs dark between God and men.
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There comes a time when the conviction
held in a family demands the strength
and zeal of a younger mind.
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With love and friendship,
We have weaved our web of time
And made together our best encounter.
But when our parting time comes, I pray
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