Friday, August 6, 2010

DO YOU HEAR ME HOPE?

THREE EASY STEPS


YOU HAVE TO STOP DOING THE SIN

YOU HAVE TO FEEL BAD ABOUT IT

YOU HAVE TO MAKE A PROMISE NEVER TO DO IT AGAIN






AND IF YOU DO???

THEN YOU REPENT

AND IF YOU STILL DO?

THEN YOU REPENT AGAIN?

IF YOU DO IT AGAIN??


YOU REPENT AGAIN AND AGAIN

AND IF YOU STILL FALL SHORT ON YOUR PROMISE TO GOD?


THEN YOU REPENT, AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN


WE ARE ALL SINNERS,IT IS IN HUMAN NATURE TO SIN
i SIN
YOU SIN
WE SIN

A VERB COMMITTED TO OUR GENETIC STRUCTURE

yOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT MY SIN IS
AND I DO NOT KNOW WHAT YOUR SIN IS


BUT GOD KNOWS THE EXACT DETAILS OF SINS


SO DONT HIDE
DONT LIVE YOUR LIFE PRETENDING
THAT IF YOU CANNOT STOP SINNING
THEN YOU CANNOT CHANGE

WE ALL SIN

BUT WE CANNOT ALL REPENT

SO ASK GOD FOR FORGIVENESS
DO NOT HIDE
DO NOT BE A LOSER
REPENT
AND REPENT
AND REPENT


AND HE WILL ACCEPT
HE ALWAYS DOES


DONOT ENTER RAMADAN NOT BELIEVING THAT


DO YOU HEAR ME HOPE?

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What it is...

I see Life like a rose in the ice... beautiful but with cold settings - There are so many incredible things out there - but we always need to fight and perservere against the hardships too... otherwise the cold will win ... and we will wither away.

My imagination has led me to believe in something called 'Sudan Fairytale' -
The fantasy that My country will one day be independant and proud, never selfsish to provide its people with its needs, give freedom and success to all, be forever committed to achieve a prosperous inhabitance to every Sudanese in their own country-

My eyes fail me and I see the truth which I call - 'Khartoum Heartbreak' - This is a theme running through the blog under the 'Khartoum Heartbreak' Poems and whatever else about Sudan conveying broken down love, poor streets and cut off electricity along with a lot of other decays and problems in Khartoum city Life.

But I love my country and so I have no choice but to merge the Pain and the Love as one.

Faith is my heart and I could never do without it hoping in my prayers that I can be someone better always and that God forgives me as I fall in Mistakes through that frozen path of Life...

Sometimes I feel under control with all the too many emotions that run to colour my days and nights - Books, movies, music, dreams, friends, family, strangers, travel, - reality - the 10 O' Clock news -Most of the time I'm very Lost in trying to understand - whatever happens becomes tangled into writing this confusing memoir -

It's a really odd combination of air - not sure whether it is refreshing or suffocating - stabilising or maddening - But I breathe and
so it is
'Memoirs of a Sudanese breath' as I am 'Lost but under control' -