Our sincerety is judged not at our moments of weakness and need, but at times of strength and endeavour.

As we aspire for more, we forget the very foundation on which we were once built upon. We fail to see the blessings which once rose beneath us n were taken for granted almost as though the sun was to rise every morning.

Our submission to a greater one comes at a moment about our last breath, questioning a lifetime of disarray n shameful lust, one which we embraced despite their words.

At a moment we call final, they mark a beginning; a dawn of time that is judging all those who lived through flesh, blood and light.

Beware for time is short on this world of clay and sand. See through the eyes of those who need and touch through the grasps of those who yearn in hunger for care, love and food.

(ih 2008)