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Who is this DD sèf...
I got caught in deep thought, steering the troubled water in the mysteries pot,
What have I done to myself.
Accounting from my little time in life,
The ups and the downs, I had the fullness of my share.
Let me get to my shelve and extract from my history archive.
From the archive I saw my then low self esteem, I felt I amounted to nothing; that was extreme.
Then I met the Lord my savior, who changed my behavior,
So tall I stand now, in my current endeavor.
I went into the adventure of becoming successful,
Studying hard and doing business my cup became full.
Then I forgot my savior, I became a fool.
Our focus and goals in live becomes influenced by the association we keep, my fantasies and explorations in the ocean of sin I went really deep.
Love they said is mystery; a fairytale
I fell in love and thought the mystery was solved,
Trapped in the ocean of love; it was a long sail.
Where are my friends? Please come for my bail.
In my heart is a mixture of the bitter and the sweet memories with the lovers and the loved, the ones I wanted and the ones that wanted me; entangled in a puzzle I try not to solve.
Who is this DD sef...
Who called my attention to my root and my source, not just a preacher; but a lover also of-course.
She reminded me I was nothing without God, who in His mercies allow me overcome life's odds.
She could be troublesome,
She could be emotional,
She is a major critics of my old ways and style...
She could have some bad side, but she is my friend.
Also remembered Tobi Adesanya...a lady who always reminded me how precious I was in God's sight.
I decided to drop this here for anyone that cares to read,
The relationships we keep today are seeds that could influence what we become in future.
A man's success is not measured in what he has or have acquired, but in the problems he has solved and the impacts he made before he retires...
Any relationship that draws you nearer to our God Almighty, build up on it either as a lover or as the loved.
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