Love is profound the mind can not comprehend it;
Hope your heart can contain it.
Life is a stress we must cope with;
Hope your threshold can be stretched.
Joy is the stream of life;
Hope you drink from it;
Worship is the people's opium;
Hope yo are wrapped up in God.
Faith is God's driver;
Hope your address is in his itinerary.
Clothing is God's healing for nakedness;
Hope it's balm has rubbed off on you.
Sin is a taskmaster;
Hope your heart is not guided by his whip.
Rest is the garage for the body's repair;
Hope you find time to drive therein.
Poverty is the destruction of the poor;
Hope your hands are diligent.
Success is relative;
Hope your soul perceives it aright.
Beauty is vain;
Hope your eyes is not cast on it.
Education is an emancipator;
Hope your faculties experience her light of literacy.
Finance is the key to comfort;
Hope your hands clamp on its wings.
Emmanuel O. Lekwa (2006)
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