Frank Adie Poems
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I was bought with money
I am the property of my master
He determines the course of my life
He subjects me to mindless drudgery
I am always the last to go to bed
And the first to wake up everyday
I dare not complain or grudge his orders
In fear of the whip of disobedience
Whenever I ask why it is so
I am being told that I am a slave.
I do the cooking in my master's house
Yet I must live on the leftovers
I wash and iron cute and expensive cloths
But have only rags to cover my back
I weed and tend my master's garden
But I dare not taste the ...
Focus On The Promises
What science cannot do, God can;
Magnify your God and not your problem;
Doubts closes the gate to one's Promise Land,
And robs one of the promises of God.
Always focus on the promises and not the problem;
When you magnify your problem, you degrade your God.
Repress every negative voice in your mind,
The One who parted the red sea is still on the throne.