In the wake of bleak truths ..’

A mask tempered with slander is veiled under with insecurity, cornered in fear. Its a natural projection; and will always find the need, to criticize to feel safe, and heard ..’ 

– Anthony Everest

Slavery is like plantations in wrong rivers. Forever fending wrong tidal waves ..’

But I have a friend in Jesus. He never let’s me down. I call upon him any time. He’s only a prayer away. He’s my on time saviour. Speaks to my heart. Constantly. Invariably. Lovingly. Guiding and protecting, me; unfailing. That’s why I love him so.

We live in perilious times. Greed and wickedness. Intimate betraying lovers of all kinds. Two faced lying backstabers. Bombing continents and burning people up for the love of power and no need.

How would they feel, to have a bomb, dropped on them; and their loved ones? That’s WHAT I WANNA KNOW.

Go figure. What was I thinking. Associates are not your friends. They are your acquaintances. I keep forgetting.

And once in an every while; associates may become friends; and vice versa, for the right, or wrong reasons ..’

Associates will assassinate yours to salvage theirs. Friends would never do that, unless they were not a true friend. Back to top.

By Aremuorin

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Àrèmúorin – Anthony Everest is a Jazz, Soul-R&B Multi Award Winning Indie Singer-Songwriter, Author, Producer. No1, 49+ Weeks, Jazz Charts.

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