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WHY ME?

                                 When it is all over you will not regret having suffered; rather you will regret having suffered so little, and suffered that little so badly. As a Christian all my belief is kneel, pray and have hopes in Jeremiah 29:11 that soon all will be in place but come to think of it who’ll wait for that Seventy five years to actualize their longevity i.e. dream?. There is nothing frustrating as frustration itself, I have lived with it in my life since childhood ever though all seemed in place but as age digs in reality dawns on us all. What will make you meet all your dreams? Is it by the many friends you’ve? Is it by how pregnant your bank account is? Or is it by how time is runs fast? Indeed a man must hold his manhood to give urine direction . In my many interactions with young people they seem not to quiet understand the values of life i...
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N C E N F M E M R I E S. My family is the ocean around us. My father Keya JP is the hurricane, knocking anything and everybody out of his path. My mother #Nyar_Magdala is the sunshine after the storm (my father), clearing and calming everything else. My oldest brother Lwanda Keya is the sand, kicked and blown away by my dad, but warmed with care by my mom. My oldest sister Bernadette Lucy Awuor is the breeze in the wind, cool, quiet, and there when you need her. My other two brothers Bernard Linus and Denis Ochollah are the stingrays, dangerous, but also willing to fight anyone who comes along. Mercelline Obok is the Living Saint and Martyr Fought a good fight And I, I am an old ship at the bottom of the sea, lost, abandoned, but full of memories. © All copyright reserved This reminds me of what my family is like. My mom is the sun and warms me up after the storm. Yet my older brother, the hurricane, ruins the calm seas (me) with whirling high pitched winds... “ ETKEY @ Y A H O O...