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Love Does Not Go On Holiday is a collection of poems I wrote about love and life. The greatest love was given by God Himself when He sent His only Son Jesus Christ to die on the Cross of Calvary. in live in societies in dire need of love. One doesn’t have to buy love it is a free gift that God gives to humanity. It’s a choice to love someone. I’ve seen parents including mine who find it hard to love their children. I’ve met women who married their husbands for love. I’ve also met men who married their wives because they are rich or from rich families. One Congolese lady said to me...

These poems Past Shame, Present Pain, Future Gain are about my past and that of some people which are full of shame because of their own deeds and that of their parents or ancestors. Present Pain that they are going through and overcoming through the Blood of Jesus Christ. Finally the Future Gain that we have hope for the return of our LORD Jesus Christ. Our heavenly Father led me to write these poems that deal with daily issues that we face. I write not because I have achieved but simply depending on the Holy Spirit daily for help in my walk with our LORD Jesus Christ. The journey to ...

Venom of a Bitter Woman is a Revised Edition of Venom of a Bitter Woman. It is about women who can be very wicked towards their own children, grand-children, relatives and people in general. I met people who are so cruel they don’t reverence God. They regard themselves so powerful as though they will not die one day. I personally believe that men can be cruel but not like women. I thank God of heaven for giving me, my husband and daughter life and really protecting us day and night. While writing about the bad things my mother and people did to me, God laid upon my heart to write this ...

Riding on the Back of a Poor Man are poems written by Doreen expressing what she experienced and also saw done to poor people. For some of us we need hardship to break us and mould us. Some of us when we prosper we tend to relax and not depend on God. These poems are also about grand-mothers who take care of their grand-children. There are poems such as “Riding on back of the poor man and a ride on the poor woman’s shoulders’. These are about how some rich people take advantage of poor people. The poems are also about how some women both young and old do not value their lives. I met a...

Drops of Tears in the Desert is a collection of poems that I wrote while staying in a township. I lived amongst people who drank alcohol daily. There were also students who had relationship with employed married men. These girls were after fashion clothes, shoes, cell phones, laptops and cash. They owned expensive cell phones and laptops which they bought with money from their prostitution. They did not regard themselves as prostitute thought. One young woman, 27 years of age repeating Grade 12 told me she loved money. She knew she was not working or running a business but she had to have ...

44 Liters of Tears is a collection of poems about tears of joy and tears of sorrow shed daily throughtout the world. These are poems to encourage those shedding tears of sorrow.

Once The Outcast People a collection of poems that I wrote about Colored People (children born from different races). These are regarded as drunkards, immoral, uncultured, mixed blood, trouble makers, rude, undisciplined, criminals, gangsters and illiterate. These is true for some of Coloreds but then how do we as Christians help some of these people. If God did not use His Afrikaner servant in 2018 to minister deliverance to me, to teach me about forgiveness and love of God I would have been among such ruthless criminals. My mother going all out to destroy me and my child with occult ...

Silencing the Laughter of Goliath are poems written by Doreen regarding handling criticism. There are certain circumstances that a person have no control of, for example we don’t choose who are mothers and fathers must be, we don’t choose what race we must be and we don’t choose our appearance. Women who fornicate as young girls then reject the children they bear as a result of such an act. The child cannot be humiliated for such an act. To this I wrote poems “Forbidden to talk, a mystery to unfold, she loved her not’. The title is referring to how some people mock and belittle ...

The Citizens Bow To The Refugee is about citizens who find themselves in poverty and begging in their own countries. It is about determination of some refugees when they enter a foreign country. They learn the languages, cultures, business opportunities, career opportunities and the politics of the country they are granted asylum.

The title is rather a provoking one and will raise objections from some people. Nevertheless the Lord gave me this title when I was battling against poverty. I was trying my best to help others out of poverty, sharing the little investment knowledge I know about shares, unit trusts, 32 days’ notice investments, Government Bonds and stockvel . I say little knowledge because I’m not an expert in the field and have a lot to learn. It does not give an excuse to hoarding but encourages givers to give wisely. Most of us were not taught financial skills as children, when we got a coin we ...

These are anthologies about domestic workers and their madams. I worked a few times as a domestic worker and experienced hands on hardship of what these determined women go through. Being shouted by madam, her husband and children. It surprised me that in South Africa have 22 years of democracy but still have madams who call their domestic workers “girls”. I mean a 40 year woman being called a “Girl” by a 24 year woman. You find an old man called a “garden boy”. Madam’s kids calling the domestic worker by name not showing respect. I worked for one old woman who demanded ...

Tenacity Of The Maid are anthologies that I wrote while working as a domestic worker. I must say I learned to respect domestic workers than I ever did before. I met domestic workers in Jo’burg, Venda and Polokwane and saw one thing in common, these mothers are hard working and determined to fight poverty. They endure being underpaid, overworked, long hours of work, humiliation, belittling by their madams, their bosses’ husbands, and children. These women have to take care of their own families after a long day of hard work. Most madam’s do not register domestic workers for ...

This book is about poverty that is plundering humanity. Poverty is a complicated concept to find a quick solution to. Some families have been plundered by poverty for many generations. For a person to fight poverty it takes discipline, determination, prayer and perseverance. It is not an overnight achievement but takes long to overcome.

The title Once Betrayed, Twice Betrayed But Never Dismayed is a collection of poems I wrote about the painful experiences of people today. A young man is invited to go and “chill” at the “street bash” by his friend who then kills him when they are fighting for a young woman. A husband is betrayed by his wife whom he finds with his cousin in bed. A wife is betrayed by her husband by her best friend. There are so many betrayals in this world. Mothers betray their children, fathers betray their children and children betray their parents. I was betrayed by my mother, father, siblings, ...

I wrote Who Owns Your Soul? during 2011 - 2012. I revised Who Owns Your Soul? Revised Edition. in 2016. Now Holy Spirit laid it upon my heart to revise this book into Series. This Book is Who Owns Your Soul? Series: Vol. 1 of Vol. 5. Who Owns Your Soul? is now 6 years and Holy Spirit is still taking this book to countries that I may never go in my lifetime. This is a battle plan to destroy and dispossess death, poverty and destruction in Africa and the world. Our Lord Jesus Christ asked this questions which is so relevant today when people do not hesitate to sell their souls to Satan for ...

What is the Color of Souls is poetry about love between a Black and White person. Though there are many Coloreds in the world some people still find it difficult to accept marriages between different race groups. My grand-mother was a White woman and my grand-father was a Black Mozambican Changaan. They were never married for various reason one of them being that my grand-father was married and also it was during Apartheid which forbidden marriages of Black and White. Growing up in that environment I learned the joys, tears, criticism of interracial relationships and marriages. Besides all ...

This poetry collection entitled The Pains, The Regrets, The Salvation, Then The Joy Of Adolescence is about the challenges that the adolescence face in today’s world. The temptations they have to overcome on a daily basis. The temptations the adolescence of today face is what some of us didn’t face 30 or 40 years ago. Back then we did not have social media telling us how we must behave and the appearance they must have. Recently at church we prayed for teenagers who wants to take their lives. Sometimes this is due to witchcraft, some young girls and boys mostly girls have been hanging ...

These poems I wrote while staying in a back-room. I observed the lives amongst tenants from South Africa, Zimbabwe, Mozambique and Democratic Republic of Congo. Living in shacks and backrooms built with bricks and those built with concrete like the one I was living in. These accommodations are temporary for the tenants who are renting. Some tenants are job seekers while others are students all in all they are trying to make a living. God of heaven laid it upon my heart to write these poems. Firstly I did not realize the hardship of staying in a room that is all in one. What I mean is a room...

These are poems about children brought up in single parent homes. This is due to various reasons including divorce, death of one parent due to HIV/Aids. Some of the children get involved in crime, drugs and alcohol. However some of these children succeed in life.

God laid it upon my heart to write these poems about my late father. A man I was deprived to take care of me. In spite the fact that among his five daughters I’m the only one who looks like me he rejected me for 44 years. During his last days he was asking for me. I was so hurt by his rejection that I did not visit him. I had a burden to know who my real father was. I went on fasting eating only in the evenings. I planned for 70 days but only fasted 50 days. My prayer was for God to reveal to me my real father. During that time my father started asking for me. When my sister phoned me and...