TOSSING AND TURNING!
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Once All Wrapped Up In Innocence
Tossing And Turning!
Life begins inside a barrier called the womb.
Starting just as a blob, it then develops into a human
foetus through tossing and turning over nine months!
In the fulfillment of days, this baby is now ready to
be kicked out thru the birth canal.
A baby is born when the foetus runs out of space inside the
womb.
It would be better for all babies to be advised that
leaving this one barrier is no freedom to living without one in the world.
Tossing and turning, going around in circles is what life’s
all about.
From one barrier called the womb into another called
the world. This is how we roll!
Is it any wonder why we spend our lives tossing and turning
in our beds, trapped and struggling inside the 24 hour capsule called the
earth.
Hahaha, God is laughing at us! Just when the man thought
he had worked long and hard and deserved his sweat and glory... God flicks off
the clock of his heart!
O what a tragedy, the man was so young and so zestful! Life’s
not so fair to good people.
Just why the most wicked tend to live longer than all the
good people in the world?
Tossing and turning. Man is a product of darkness.
We spent nine long months inside the womb swathing out
darkness only to continue fighting it after birth in the light.
Hello, there’s life even in darkness! I was conceived in
darkness says my Bible.
You’d better believe me now, over 90% of all humans
were conceived in the hour of darkness.. Midnight that is!
You and I are the children of the midnight hour.. sleeping
and struggling to keep them peeled after this hour is consistent with the nine months we spent in the dark.
Tossing and turning. According to the clock of this
turning world, my life should have ended more than a decade ago.
God rebuked death.. hands off Sydney! I still need this boy
to write and share these thoughts and words with the world.
Tossing and turning is the only way I continue to
survive just as I did inside my mother’s womb.
Not moved by the carefree attitude of this lost
generation... I am writing for a generation yet to be born!
Tossing and turning. These are the grandchildren still
locked up inside the loins of today’s 3rd Graders!
I’ll keep on running, hobble and crawl if needs be.. to reach
my finish line as my steps get shorter!
Tossing and turning! Let’s not talk about death.
Hello, have you heard? We’re born to live and live to die!
We toss and turn in every breath.. even sleep and dream
with our eyes open.
Tossing and turning. Man that is born of a woman is of
few days, and full of trouble.
There’s no escape from all the barriers Time inhibited us.
There’s no Rest in Peace even in Death!
The Grave becomes the Final Barrier, retains and ejects us on
the Resurrection Day!
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