Life has become so mean that it gives us the back of a tree to use in place of meat, even if it softens a little beat, it becomes the kpôômo of jarky.... Sometimes I wonder why its like that.. People keep telling me to be strong that it go better one day, but when will that one day be? Even the house I built on a solid rock, water carry am go.... But my hope is in the LORD JESUS CHRIST, father please see me through...
Posted on: Wed, 21 Aug 2013 03:22:16 +0000