tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77476768489311395382024-02-08T02:02:20.555+00:00Counted RighteousCounted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.comBlogger1639125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-77406205449744182452023-11-22T07:27:00.000+00:002023-11-22T07:27:03.335+00:00Trouble comes and trouble goes<div>Difficulties arise and pass away.</div><div>Life has a beginning and an end.</div><div>Who knows when?</div><div>Some are deliberate </div><div>Some are sudden</div><div>And some are slow.</div><div>But in the end </div><div>Trouble comes and trouble goes</div><div><br /></div><div>K.Oni</div><div><br /></div>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-10878531264134102632023-10-15T15:17:00.004+01:002023-10-15T15:17:56.708+01:00Love those around you and beyond <p> In this life, I believe that Jesus Christ is God. He has my utter devotion although I fail him. </p><p>We are alive now, and everyone around us and beyond is with whom we share our existence.</p><p> One hundred years from now, many of us will be dead. So take a good look around you and know that these are the people that you share your fate with.</p><p>Fight the good fight of faith and love those around you and beyond. </p><p>K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-55909498775410083852023-09-16T12:53:00.002+01:002023-09-16T12:53:37.802+01:00God is full of mercy<p> God is full of mercy. He forgives us for all of our sins for those in Christ Jesus. </p><p>Even those who hate him, and neglect him, He keeps them alive and allows them to enjoy His goodness. </p><p>God is amazing!</p><p>Bless His holy name all you creatures of the earth. </p><p>His majesty is awesome. The heavens display his glory.</p><p>O, I am indeed sorry for all of my ill ways. I follow the dictates of my heart and ignore your ways. May I desist from such foolishness!</p><p>At times, deep in the night, when sleep forsakes me, I wonder what the Lord Jesus is doing. I wonder and reflect that what is my Lord up to. </p><p>He is kind and generous. O, do not overlook me for my foolish ways. Blessed is your name forevermore </p><p><br /></p><p>K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-7328343207594486912023-08-29T18:47:00.006+01:002023-08-29T18:47:41.412+01:00`I should apologise <p> We should apologize to each other because we are imperfect humans.</p><p>I always wanted to be perfect. To do everything right so that I can feel proud of myself. But this is pride. </p><p>I must accept my limitations and honestly believe that I am a sinner.</p><p>I have blind spots. </p><p>No matter how much I try to be good, I must be ready to accept my mistakes and humble myself and apologise without wanting to avoid it.</p><p>I must accept my failures, not because I don't try to be better, but because I will fail. </p><p>It says that whoever says they have no sin is a liar. </p><p>Lord help me to always stay humble and that I need you each day!</p><p><br /></p><p>K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-87419114076749603282023-05-06T19:48:00.002+01:002023-05-06T19:48:19.444+01:00The king is crowned <p> The king is crowned <br />Must we all bow?<br />The king is crowned<br />Must we all smile?<br /><br /></p><p>K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-40826812881097130622022-12-26T15:27:00.003+00:002022-12-26T15:27:41.625+00:00Up On high <p> I saw a bird up on high<br />And wondered why she flew so high.<br />All her friends were flying round<br />Around a thing invisible to my eyes.<br />I walked on by and looked again<br />And this bird remained up on high. <br />I left my thoughts <br />For I knew I would never know why this bird <br />Flew on her own up high!</p><p><br /></p><p>K.Oni<br /><br /><br /></p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-29626364412175665082022-10-03T18:58:00.002+01:002022-10-03T18:58:11.229+01:00The Queen died and so must we all.<p> The Queen died and so must we all. One day, death will knock on our door and we must bid him entry. We may deny him for a while but time will bring him in. Will we be ready? At times, death comes unexpected and hit us blindly. Such are called misfortunes! But are you ready for the after? You will again open your eyes and shall be in a new realm, in a new place, in front of the Judge, the Judge of all Judges. And what shall be your plea for before you their lies Heaven or Hell. Will you be acquitted or be found guilty. The Queen died and so she too will face her Judge. So will you.</p><p>K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-32456527058622989432022-09-30T20:38:00.001+01:002022-09-30T20:38:29.201+01:00What is life <p> What is life<br />Or the meaning of it all!<br />I eat and I pray<br />Today I see the sky<br />And tomorrow I will see it again.<br />One of my friends rejoice<br />For tomorrow he marries<br />Whilst another <br />Is in deep mourning. <br />O Sun you burning flame of gas<br />Is Jupiter the works of your hand?<br />French fries are better with salt<br />Open to hear the song bird sing <br />A dirge or a bliss but will I be in tune?<br />Love is kind, when it ends<br />Death kisses the hand of him <br />Whom fate has destined to fall by the flame<br />Or natural, of which old age has claimed.<br />What is life and what are we living for?<br />Collectively it does not exist <br />Because individually we must close our eyes.<br />Fools, there is a God whom we have all ignored<br />And smitten us with his gentle bow<br />For we fail to bow the knee.<br />I know if this is all I know,<br />Jesus is King and to this King I sow<br />All of my threads, weaved in sin I wish I did not know<br />But the drink takes me to places <br />That makes me not sow.<br /><br />K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-40622151878694333582022-09-30T20:24:00.003+01:002022-09-30T20:24:20.225+01:00I will Ascend<p> Humility smiles as Diligence seeks<br />For the poor to please<br />Another soul to release<br />From burden that we must all bear<br />But not in equal weights!<br />Are God's blessings blind like Justice?<br />Why they and not me?<br />The world spins<br />But we are not the sun!<br />Blessed peace<br />I abandoned by my careless ways,<br />And I fail because I bow to sin's desires,<br />Even Rome, fell!<br />The devil fell,<br />Christ descended<br />But only He ascended<br />And mankind will once again ascend,<br />I rejoice to when <br />Jacob's ladder I will Ascend. <br /><br />K.Oni<br /><br /></p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-55365212004716896452022-09-15T19:28:00.002+01:002022-09-15T19:28:44.755+01:00Many begin to love God<p><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Many begin to love God</span></b><br /><span style="font-size: large;">But fail to finish.<br />The lust of the world takes them<br />And like Demas, they are gone.<br />It begins slowly,<br />A little here and there.<br />Diligence slowly gives way,<br />Discipline to prayer goes away. <br />Many begin to love God<br />But very few finish.<br />But those whom God has eternally Loved<br />Will never lose His Eternal Love.</span></p><p><br /></p><p>K.Oni<br /><br /></p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-65212235231288691102022-09-12T19:25:00.002+01:002022-09-12T19:25:09.863+01:00Night of Sorrow <p><b><span style="font-family: courier; font-size: x-large;"> Night of sorrow</span></b><br />Came on the wings of an Eagle's flight.<br />To the mountain of doom<br />We all marched to bow to death<br />But not to fear.<br /><br />K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-17487033853795076642022-07-17T07:50:00.004+01:002022-07-17T07:50:50.924+01:00Help me, O Lord. <p> The grace of God of God is deep and wide. We must cling to it for it is our only hope in Christ Jesus. Some have fallen so deep because they failed in their obedience, but yet will not deny the faith and some have maintained their faith and denied the world. We must pray for each other and bring back those brothers who are dejected because of their unrighteousness. It is a good thing that that they feel the pain of their cowardice and should have known better that God's kindness should always lead to repentance. Yet they struggle with this and often kiss the feet of the world. We ought to pity them but Christ has not forsaken them because they are his. And for us who are strong, we should not forsake them too but admonish them as much as we can and leave them into the strong hands of Christ. If you are a brother in this state, who kisses the world yet hates it, forsake the world now and be in full surrender to Christ Jesus. O, forgive us for our evil ways for i have misjudged the power of sin. No matter the years, it can still rise with his full force falling the greatest of saints. O, I remember David and Peter! Even after their great repentance, they still fell. O, Help us all. Help me to help me and to help my brothers and sisters in the faith.</p><p><br /></p><p>K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-20203799906605841002022-06-09T21:42:00.005+01:002022-06-09T21:42:46.337+01:00A flower fell<p> A flower fell<br />In A well,<br />The slave<br />Drew it unknowingly<br />And ended in the Maid's bath. <br />Heavenly scent<br />She was lost <br />In the thought of a prince<br />Who never came,<br />Ended in a convent<br />Sweet Mary was <br />Always full of grace.<br /><br />K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-86582296344232097942022-06-09T21:32:00.001+01:002022-06-09T21:32:04.430+01:00Joys of confession <p> Dear Lord, <br /><br />My Sins are plentiful. I have drunk deep in the world and followed every course of debauchery. But your ways remain deep in me. I remember Jerusalem and your temple, I long to return, but my sins keep me chained to the world. O, free me, dear Lord. Set me free that I may rejoice in the ways of salvation again. I have made many mistakes and kissed many forbiden fruits, O, Help me for I long to kiss heaven and rest in the bossom of my Saviour.</p><p><br /></p><p>K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-84158833105047376712022-05-13T19:24:00.007+01:002022-05-13T19:24:56.069+01:00May I Blaspheme your name no more!<p> Let me write some truth<br />I have fallen beyond redemption's wings.<br />I know it so<br />Because the blessings have gone from me.<br />I failed again and I no more can marvel,<br />But yet, I cannot throw away the faith<br />That has me anchored in reality.<br />Jesus is Lord!<br />The Spirit spreads His truth.<br />Any soul that asks me <br />What is life about<br />I will always say <br />It is all about the Christ.<br />O, May I learn obedience,<br />His 39 lashes, still I'm drinking from the world.<br />Blessed are the pure in heart,<br />This blessing, will it ever find me?<br />I will not stop,<br />Even though I go days without praying,<br />Bless the Lord,<br />May I Blaspheme your name no more!</p><p>K.Oni<br /><br /></p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-39295907734314143022022-04-16T12:22:00.004+01:002022-04-16T12:22:34.125+01:00Remain in the grave <p> The world thinks it's strong<br />When she is weak.<br />The grass greener grows<br />And man in his vanity<br />Has forgotten God.<br />But God is not dead,<br />The kind creator keeps its existence on<br />For it is all in His plan<br />And no one can derail,<br />Even the devil imagined<br />A world where the Son of God <br />Would remain in the grave!</p><p>K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-60947303190804997562022-02-11T22:00:00.001+00:002022-02-11T22:00:04.510+00:00 I asked the sea<p><span style="font-size: large;"> I asked the sea where the drowned gold went? <br /><br />Only her waves replied!<br /><br />I miss you my beauty, <br /><br />What can I do but mourn you,<br /><br />You were the sunshine that blessed me!</span></p><p>K.Oni</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-8666279722686887012022-02-11T19:45:00.004+00:002022-02-11T19:45:39.758+00:00But I will pull through<p> Is the truth so cold that it requires boldness?<br /><br />I wonder who knows what tomorrow brings?</p><p>What is the end of it all.<br /><br />Can I surprise you with my love.<br /><br />I have no hate but apathy resides in me.<br /><br />She wonders why I shy away,<br /><br />I stay silent but I do not want to drag her through my past. <br /><br />I just want to stay, no trouble;<br /><br />But my dreams and pride will not let me sleep.<br /><br />My faith is always calling me to walk. <br /><br />I feel so cold <br /><br />But I will pull through.<br /><br />K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-8000550121503000412022-02-11T17:07:00.005+00:002022-02-11T17:07:42.528+00:00Wept like Peter<p> I thought I would grow holier as I live out my life but I have regressed and walked away from the narrow path. I have ceased praying, and walking aright all because I drifted and did not put on my armour for the fight. <br /><br />I went to war naked and cold and the enemy covered me in his false light. I felt the warmth and remembered the old days, when I knew no conviction and devotedly served the prince of this world. My lust were not sinful in my mind, and I caressed greed as to me it was a good goal for life. O, I was blind but in my blindness I was walking in the light. Money was sight and to have power was right.<br /><br />All this, when heavenly light struck me down, and grace awoke me from my sleep of death, I saw the murk and the gloom I was in, and saw all of my sins and knew the night of my hideous sins. Grace kissed me, and love brought the sun, the warmth and heat that smooched my heart to breathe its first breath of righteousness. Joy followed and bequeathed a sight of the Heavenly Son, hope carried me to the place where saints pray, and I walked the day feeling like all is new to me. <br /><br />The narrow path so sweet to me and ahead I saw the Christ with his cross ahead of me. Him I followed singing my richest gain I count but loss and pour contempt on all my pride. <br /><br />In public I preached to friends and foe, defended the Lord on all fronts and would have died on the gospel hill. <br /><br />O, how far I have fallen, like him who fell like lightning from heaven. <br /><br />O to rise again from the ashes, to stand tall on repentance hill, blessed is the Lord that uplifted me and uplifted me from the mire. O, saints, do not walk as I have walked, but stay on the path of holiness. The Lord's rod is sweet and how he laid it heavily on my back. I had ignored his whispers and discarded his talk but when he shouted in love, I froze and fall to my feet and wept like Peter. </p><p><br /></p><p>K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-65113464349823574762022-02-07T22:45:00.004+00:002022-02-07T22:45:33.535+00:00 Scandalous love<p> Scandalous love<br />I cannot forgo,<br />It is forbidden<br />Yet I rode awake<br />Asleep to the Lord. <br />In darkness I have lived <br />When light beckons me.<br />Seraphic vision, <br />Her glow, a radiant light,<br />Shrewd distance<br />All discernment <br />Tossed to the wind!<br /><br />K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-54371915915240368092022-02-07T22:24:00.004+00:002022-02-07T22:24:42.673+00:00No Furit<p><span style="font-size: large;"> <span class="TextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" data-contrast="auto" lang="EN-US" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif; font-variant-ligatures: none !important; line-height: 18.3458px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre-wrap;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text;">On the vine </span></span><span class="LineBreakBlob BlobObject DragDrop SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; background-color: white; font-family: WordVisiCarriageReturn_MSFontService, Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif; line-height: 18.3458px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre !important;"> </span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="TextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" data-contrast="auto" lang="EN-US" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif; font-variant-ligatures: none !important; line-height: 18.3458px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre-wrap;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text;">No fruit</span></span><span class="LineBreakBlob BlobObject DragDrop SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; background-color: white; font-family: WordVisiCarriageReturn_MSFontService, Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif; line-height: 18.3458px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre !important;"> </span></span></span></p><span class="TextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" data-contrast="auto" lang="EN-US" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif; font-variant-ligatures: none !important; line-height: 18.3458px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre-wrap;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text;"><span style="font-size: large;">Is it me Lord?</span></span></span><div><span class="TextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" data-contrast="auto" lang="EN-US" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif; font-variant-ligatures: none !important; line-height: 18.3458px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre-wrap;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="TextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" data-contrast="auto" lang="EN-US" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif; font-variant-ligatures: none !important; line-height: 18.3458px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre-wrap;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text;"><span style="font-size: large;">On the water</span></span></span></div><div><span class="TextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" data-contrast="auto" lang="EN-US" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif; font-variant-ligatures: none !important; line-height: 18.3458px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre-wrap;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="TextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" data-contrast="auto" lang="EN-US" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif; font-variant-ligatures: none !important; line-height: 18.3458px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre-wrap;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text;"><span style="font-size: large;">Im sinking
Have I no faith?</span></span></span></div><div><span class="TextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" data-contrast="auto" lang="EN-US" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif; font-variant-ligatures: none !important; line-height: 18.3458px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre-wrap;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="TextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" data-contrast="auto" lang="EN-US" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif; font-variant-ligatures: none !important; line-height: 18.3458px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre-wrap;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text;"><span style="font-size: large;">Do I know you
</span></span></span></div><div><span class="TextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" data-contrast="auto" lang="EN-US" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif; font-variant-ligatures: none !important; line-height: 18.3458px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre-wrap;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text;"><span style="font-size: large;">I'm in denial
By how I am living.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="TextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" data-contrast="auto" lang="EN-US" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-ligatures: none !important; line-height: 18.3458px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre-wrap;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="TextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" data-contrast="auto" lang="EN-US" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, Calibri_EmbeddedFont, Calibri_MSFontService, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-ligatures: none !important; line-height: 18.3458px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text; white-space: pre-wrap;" xml:lang="EN-US"><span class="NormalTextRun SCXW171115932 BCX0" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; -webkit-user-drag: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; user-select: text;">K.Oni</span></span></div>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-38917132839836276902022-01-27T16:44:00.003+00:002022-01-27T16:44:45.584+00:00The writings of Sunny Caane <p> My Dear Sunny</p><p>The goal is to find a wife this year. But what sort of wife am I looking for? I have never really thought of it in a serious way before that I needed one. But now, growing in age, and seeing the sun forever circling its pilgrimage and my life declining, it is time I give serious thought to finding a wife. I want a Rachel as well as a Deborah. I want a Bathsheba without the murder that would give birth to a Solomon, but I am not a king. If I were a King, I fair I would be wasteful and indulge in so much pleasure that I would ruin my Life.</p><p>In a wife, I am not sure what I am looking for but when I see her, I shall know for sure. But I am very simple and I believe I could take any decent female that would have me. My ambition is not so high and my faults are plenty. Perhaps that is why every eyes have looked beyond me and would forever look pass me. But what care do I have in this world currently? I live for myself and do things at whatever hour delights me. I must give up this selfish way was to entertain a family. But I fear that I may fail in my duties and after a few years, I would neglect my kids and wife and strut about the earth in search of the silver gold.</p><p>But it is well. I have good guidance at my side and you dear Sunny is forever a shining example. you have taught me the ways of duty and honour and the importance of family. It is you that I see as the wisdom of the earth and the great light in the sky. All shall be well in as much as I have my mind at peace and my desires shall be fulfilled. I will pray earnestly and take a gamble, not blindly but be more open and see if the stars do guide our destinies. </p><p>I will be with you in August which is two moon rotations away and what joys awaits me.</p><p>Your dear childhood friend<br /><br />Martins.</p><p><br /></p><p>K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-70870733747169164592022-01-23T19:05:00.000+00:002022-01-23T19:05:12.707+00:00 Goodbye and farewell<p><span style="font-size: large;"> Goodbye and farewell.</span><br />Changing seasons are every year,<br />Does each leaf cry<br />When the summer ends<br />Knowing rebirth will come,<br />I too reflect <br />And kiss the thorn <br />That dreams a nightmare.<br />Secluded grace.<br />Adieu forbidden love.<br />I will never commerce with you<br />I massacre all of my affections<br />And rediscover the time<br />When your existence <br />Knew not I!<br /><br />K.Oni<br /><br /></p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-71783377719992312722022-01-23T18:19:00.005+00:002022-01-23T18:19:36.232+00:00 Is she in love?<p><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Is she in love</span><br />Fallen for Adam's son?<br />I wonder and regret<br />I desired I was the hand <br />That she kisses in the night.<br />Should I ask<br />Disgrace myself in the call?<br />I am too proud<br />And it is better to let sleeping dogs nod.<br /><br />K.Oni</p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7747676848931139538.post-63836341190255626872022-01-23T18:01:00.004+00:002022-01-23T18:15:06.099+00:00 Her beauty amazes me<p> Her beauty amazes me <br />Young and golden,<br />Wild as the nomadic life.<br />Numbed by her pleasant eyes<br />The sun bows<br />When she exit her house.<br />A particular warmth<br />Her breath like the tender wind<br />That blows on the pious string. <br />Dear Lord, is this the wife<br />That you showed me <br />On the quiet hills <br />Where I gave you my life.<br />My Rachel, was Eve this pure?<br />I adore the resolute love<br />That is ripen, <br />Bless it with your sacred touch.<br /><br />K.Oni</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Counted Righteoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871880331754310962noreply@blogger.com0