SETHORUNZI: My Thoughts & Rhymes

A father takes his son into the forest, blindfolds him and leaves him alone. He is required to sit on a stump the whole night and not remove the blindfold until the rays of the morning sun shine through it. He cannot cry out for help to anyone. Once he survives the night, he is a MAN. He cannot tell the other boys of this experience, because each lad must come into manhood on his own. The boy is naturally terrified. He can hear all kinds of noises. Wild beasts must surely be all around him . Perhaps even some human might do him harm. The wind blew the grass and trees and shook his stump, but he sat stoically, never removing the blindfold. It would be the only way he could become a man! Finally, after a horrific night the sun appeared and he removed his blindfold. It was then that he discovered his father sitting on the stump next to him. He had been at watch the entire night, protecting his son from harm. We, too, are never alone. Even when we don't know it, God is watching o

Faces are like places, Some you see once, Others you see less, Many you see too countless, One you hold on to like aces. Faces are like reflectors, They represent diff idea like newspaper vendors, Some represents that of an actor, Others represent that of a traitor Few represent that of a suitor. One represent that of a endeared counsellor. Faces are crosses Some you never want to bear even with a push, Some you miss in a loss, Few you never want to forget in a rush. One like Christ you don’t mind carrying in a cross. Faces represent different people, People represent different ideas, Ideas represent different sources, Sources represent different backgrounds, Backgrounds represent different beliefs, Beliefs represent different histories, Histories represent different stories, Stories represent different glories- Faces represent different phases. Our faces differs So are our desires. Faces from different races.. Faces in different spaces.. Faces with differe