Swaziland is...(a poem by me)

Need

Swaziland is...need.

The people NEED to be fed God's nourishing spiritual food.

They also need enough physical food each day,

and water,

and sometimes they don't have these things.



Grief

Swaziland is...grief.

Children raising children because their parents have died of AIDS.

Sexual sin among teens.

Infants dying of simple diseases because of a lack of adequate hospitals.

Hardship



Swaziland is...hardship.

Sometimes not having enough food for the day.

Or water.

Or working hard all day in the hot sun for little pay.

Yet, in the midst of all these things,

Swaziland is also...

Love

...Love.

Filled to the brim with love.

Radiating to those around them.

Children.

GoGos.

Men.

Women.





peace

...Peace.

In all circumstances.

Not wondering, or worrying about what will happen,

But in the midst of everything,

Peaceful.

Beauty

...Beauty.

The people.

The landscape.

All of it SCREAMS with

Absolute

&

Total

Beauty.

Hope

And most of all,

Swaziland is HOPE.

Dripping,

Sopping,

OVERFLOWING,

with hope.

For the future and for today.

Hopeful faces,

smiles,

and dreams

are everywhere in my beloved Swaziland.

Swaziland will always be my true home.

Where I can truthfully say,

"I am at peace with the world"

Surrounded by love,

Surrounded by peace,

Surrounded by beauty,

and

Surrounded by

HOPE!

SWAZILAND IS

HOPE.



Swaziland=Hope.....