NOW IS THE TIME TO PREPARE: POETRY ENLIGHTENMENT

Dear Readers.

I just published my 57th book. It's a Christian Poetry Book and I hope that you will read it. If you have Kindle Unlimited it is FREE to read.

NOW IS THE TIME TO PREPARE: POETRY ENLIGHTENMENT is a series of poetry compiled by Author Brenda Mohammed, author of 57 books, to enlighten readers on future events.
The world is in Chaos, and many feel we are in the end times.
The fact is, whether the world as we know it will end in a week, month, year, or fifty years from now, now is the time to prepare.
Now is the time to decide where we want to spend eternity.
In Matthew 24, Jesus Christ spoke about the signs to watch for. There will be a time of deception, a time of persecution, a time of tribulation, and a time of expectation.
Jesus said to expect these things, but it will not be the end, only the beginning of the end.
A time of deception, persecution, and tribulation, calls for a proper understanding of God’s Word to choose good over evil.
The poems written by the author are easy to read and understand.
The author hopes that readers will be blessed after reading this book.

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FOR READERS WHO LOVE PSYCHOLOGICAL THRILLERS

THE MANIPULATOR - A PSYCHOLOGICAL THRILLER

THIS IS A CHILLING AND ADDICTIVE READ.

Lovers of psychological thrillers will love this book which is now at a discounted price on Amazon.

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Do you wish to be carried away to a place and situation which you never thought existed in life?
Settle down and read "The Manipulator" written by Brenda Mohammed.
This is an interesting narrative of fiction. The Author has used her vivid imagination and transferred it into words, formulating an interesting and magnificent story.
When you read this story you become spellbound, wondering if such people do exist in real life.
This thriller will have you holding on to your seat with your eyes glued to its pages.
Every character and situation is well described and narrated by the author.
The ending of this book will prove to be most shocking.
If you are interested in exciting thrillers be sure to get this book. You will have no regrets. As a matter of fact, you will find yourself reading the book over and over again.
Happy reading as you hold on to your emotions and feelings, and also to the chair on which you are sitting.
Highlights of five-star reviews on Amazon:
“What a great story Brenda gives in her Award-winning way.”
“The Best Thriller Ever!!!”
It is a read that holds your attention from beginning to end.”

DREAMING OF A CARIBBEAN VACATION?

ISLANDS IN THE SUN written by Brenda Mohammed, contains poems about the author's native homeland, the Republic of Trinidad and Tobago, its Caribbean neighbors, and the beautiful resources of the islands.

Famous for its hospitality, Trinidad and Tobago is a dual-island Caribbean nation with distinctive traditions and cuisines.

Whether visitors are seeking adventure, sea-bathing, culture, or nightlife, Trinidad and Tobago has it all.

The white sandy beaches of Maracas and Tobago can be enjoyed at any time, as summer is experienced all year round.

The alluring poems within this book will entice you to visit Trinidad and Tobago and the neighboring Caribbean islands.

The paperback book is available on Amazon at a discounted price of $4.39 for a limited time only.

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ANYONE WITH A FATAL ILLNESS SHOULD NEVER GIVE UP

FIVE-STAR REVIEW FOR I AM CANCER FREE.

A book written by Brenda Mohammed.

Reviewed in the United States.

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This true story should be read by every person who has been diagnosed with or who has ever suffered from cancer. Their loved ones will also benefit from reading this autobiographical account.

The author has an impressive memory for details and gives an excellent account of everything that she went through during that trying period from her diagnosis to the successful treatment of the disease.

She narrates, in-depth, all her experiences during her treatment, including her personal feelings, her understandable fears, and even financial matters. Displaying an exceptionally lucid memory, she remembers every single person who supported her during that period and every single little detail including the hurricane that struck Miami after her second chemotherapy session and the inconveniences incurred about electricity in the house and gas for the car.

She also remembers every restaurant she ate in Miami and everyone who visited her. Her memory of every important date is extremely remarkable.
During all the upheavals, the author never lost her faith in God.

Her undaunting faith upheld her and comforted her during this dark period of her life. Her story clearly demonstrates that faith in God surmounts all obstacles.

Everyone with a dread disease or fatal illness should read this book.

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The book makes easy reading and the style is almost conversational.

One gets the feeling that the author is speaking directly to the reader. It is an intensely personal narration and I recommend this book highly.

 

 
 HAVE A BLESSED NEW YEAR

Let’s ring out the old and ring in the new.

It’s time to step out of the familiar shoe.

2023 was great but it’s time to move on.

In 2024 there’s lots more to be done.

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Let each day count in the New Year.

Start each day with a fervent prayer.

Formulate a plan and leave no room for regrets.

Make new memories that you’ll never forget.

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Don’t allow discouragement to drown your dreams.

Stick to your New Year's resolutions by all means.

It may seem that life is slowly ebbing away.

Make the effort and remember hard work always pays.

Copyright@ Brenda Mohammed

POETRY TO DELIGHT YOU

 

POETRY TO DELIGHT YOU

These are fourteen poetry books written by Author Brenda Mohammed.

They are all available on Amazon  CLICK HERE

A CHILD POET - A Poetic Galaxy for Children - a hot new release within hours of being published.

HIGHWAY TO JOY ETERNAL - Poetic Verses based on Bible quotes.

STRENGTH FOR THE DISHEARTENED: Motivational Poems – a collection of poems to motivate and inspire.

A ROAD TRAVELLED – the book features a wide range of inspirational poems on Love, Love’s woes, Travel, Happiness, and the effects on life during lockdown at the time of COVID-19.

JUST FOR YOU – contains poems of love, childhood, and sundry thoughts, as well as Love poems.

TRUE POWER OF LOVE – Miracles of Jesus Poetic Verses.

TREASURED MEMORIES – A collection of travel poems that will motivate readers to achieve more in life

SOOTHING POETRY IN ENGLISH AND SPANISH - The poems are didactic, fun to read, and full of hope and insight.

SWEET MEDLEY contains a medley of poems by Author Brenda Mohammed on varied subjects of life, love, and nature.

ISLANDS IN THE SUN – Poetic verses about Trinidad and Tobago, the author’s homeland.

DREAMS OF THE HEART – a selection of several unique poems for romantic poetry lovers.

GOD-FEARING ONES – Poems to Inspire.

TRUTH - Both poetry and prose within this book are about truth.

TEATIME POETRY - A collection of different styles of poetry.

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EXCERPT FROM MY LIFE AS A BANKER- HELLO WORLD

After I worked for seven years at Barclays Bank DCO, the Head Office advised me that I was entitled to four months long leave commencing in June. I was entitled to a travel grant to visit any country, and full pay for the four months. It sounded amazing.

I told my father and he suggested that I visit my sister and her family in Germany. He said that since the bank would bear the cost of the trip, I should make use of the opportunity. My sister and her husband were living in quarters at the Royal Air Force in Wildenrath, Germany.  

As it would have been my first trip, the Branch Manager suggested that I should travel with a girl he knew at another branch who was also granted long leave.

I agreed to meet her and he arranged for us to discuss plans. Her name was Sylvia, and she said that she had relatives in New York and Toronto, and friends in London, so we added those places to our itinerary. I convinced my father to allow me to go to those other cities. He suggested that we invite her to our home to have lunch, as he and my mother wanted to get to know her.

Sylvia was a very amiable young woman who had travelled before and my father liked her right away. He felt at ease that I would be in her capable company and that she would be my travelling companion.

In June, my father drove me to the airport, and my mother and sisters accompanied us. Sylvia was at the airport with her relatives also.

When Sylvia and I entered the British Airways plane, I said to myself, “Hello world. Here I come.” It was my first trip on a plane and I was very relaxed. The air hostesses served us with lots to eat and drink. It was very different in those days compared to nowadays, where they no longer serve food on a plane.

When we landed in New York at John F. Kennedy Airport, my friend’s cousin and her husband were there to greet us. I was meeting them for the first time and they were friendly. They drove us to their home in Jamaica in Queens New York. Jamaica was a middle-class neighborhood where many immigrants lived. They had a nice home and they gave me a separate room from Sylvia’s. I was homesick as I missed my parents, brothers, and sisters.

The following day, Sylvia’s cousin took us to the city on the bus and we went shopping.  When we were returning home on the bus, we had to stand, as there were no vacant seats.

The next day the whole family went to see a fantastic musical show at the Radio City Music Hall on Broadway, and afterwards, we had dinner at a fancy restaurant. I enjoyed the show and the dinner was sumptuous.

Every day we went to see a new interesting place and I was enjoying our stay in New York. One day we went to Chinatown in downtown Manhattan. It rained that day and was crowded. Many people were shopping. I never liked crowded places and I felt sick. After buying fish, she took us back to her home. When we returned home I became sicker, and after eating dinner, I went to bed.

The next day we boarded a flight to Toronto. I was feverish and cold and wore a sweater but that did not help me to feel better. When we landed in Toronto, it was cold and windy and I felt worse. Sylvia’s brother drove us to his apartment. He said the apartment was small and could only accommodate two people so he stayed next door with his friend. It was very nice and considerate of him. He promised to call a doctor to visit me as he saw how ill I was. He told me to lie down and rest and cover up with a blanket. I did that and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I coughed a lot and my nose was swollen. The doctor came just as I awoke, and Sylvia brought him into the bedroom to see me. She was worried about my illness. The doctor gave me an injection and tablets and told me to rest. He said I needed to stay in bed for one week as I had a bad case of the flu. My heart sank. We were staying for one week in Toronto and I had to be confined to bed. Sylvia was disappointed and so was I. We had planned to have a lot of fun, as her brother was also a fun-loving person. What a damper!

The following day I received a letter from my father. There was no electronic mail in those days. He wanted to know if I was enjoying myself. I could not hide the truth from him and I replied to him telling him I was ill with the flu and confined to bed.

His reply was quick as I received a letter from him before the end of that week. He said if I wanted to return home I should change my flight arrangements and go back home. I knew I could not do that and leave Sylvia alone, so I replied and told him I was going ahead with our plans. It was an opportunity of a lifetime and I wanted to go through with it.

Despite the doctor’s orders to stay in bed, I joined my friend and her brother for drives around the city in his car. We took photos at Couching Park and Yorkville and walked on Yonge Street.  I could not appreciate the beauty of the city, as I was feeling too weak and ill. I did not even care to look at the shops and did not buy a souvenir there.

I was still ill when we flew to London. It was a long flight, but I slept on the plane. We arrived there early in the morning and we took a cab to the Royal Overseas League where we spent the week.

The Royal Overseas League is a non-profit Commonwealth private members’ organization, and both my friend and I became members of that League before our trip. It was a beautiful hotel with luxury accommodations overlooking Green Park in London.

We had booked a lovely spacious room for two with a Roman bathroom. The warm weather in London was like home in Trinidad. I felt better right away but still went to see a doctor. He gave me a new medication and within two days, I was as good as new.

 Sylvia was happy that I was well again. We explored all the popular sites in London. Two other friends joined us. We took photos on the Bridge of the River Thames and had fun at Battersea Park. We visited the beautiful Kew Gardens, shopped on Oxford Street, and rode in the double-decker buses. The mini dress and wedged heel shoes were the latest crazes in London, and my friend and I stocked up our wardrobe with lovely mini dresses and wedge heel shoes to take back to Trinidad. I was having a grand time and was glad I did not cut the trip short to return home.

Soon the day came for our trip to Germany. We took the bus to the airport and that was a big mistake. There was a massive pile-up of traffic along the way and the bus took double the normal time to get to the airport. We missed our flight to Germany. When we arrived at the airline counter, the clerk told us that the flight had just taken off and that they would accommodate us on the next available one, which was leaving in two hours.

We had no choice but to wait, so we sat down at one of the airport restaurants and had something to eat until it was time to board. Meanwhile, my brother-in-law, Cyrus, was waiting at the Dusseldorf airport in Germany for us. He had checked and found out we missed the first flight and would be on the next one.  Soon it was boarding time. The boarding clerk announced that passengers should board the plane. We were excited. The most significant part of our adventures was about to begin. The flight was not long and it was pleasant.

When we landed at the Dusseldorf airport Cyrus was there waiting for us. We apologized to him for having him wait long but he said he understood. He told us my sister was at home. She was looking forward to our arrival. I had not seen Rose in six years since she left to live in London and moved to Germany. I too could not wait to see her.

 As Cyrus was in the Royal Air Force, they lived in the camp in Wildenrath in a beautiful two-storey house. The weather was lovely and Rose and their two children whom I had never met before were at the door to meet us.

They greeted us and hugged us. The children were very nice and talkative. We sat down, chatted, and had something to eat. As the house was in an air force base, there were intermittent noises from low-flying planes. The windows shook every time a plane flew over the house.

Rose showed us our room and we unpacked our stuff and went back downstairs. When we returned downstairs, we saw Rose with a suitcase standing at the door. She pointed to her tummy, which seemed normal. She said, “I am having a baby. It is due.” We laughed because we both thought she was joking.  Cyrus smiled and asked us to take care of the children until he got back. Our jaws dropped. It seemed unbelievable because she did not look pregnant.

When Cyrus returned from the hospital, he said Rose would not be delivering the baby until later that night, so he took us all for a drive to see Wildenrath.  All the houses in the camp were similar to the one my sister and family lived in. There was a long building where the single officers lived. We saw a clubhouse, a large airstrip, a shopping centre, and a hospital. Further, down the street, there were cafes and a large forested area. There was not much to see in Wildenrath and Cyrus promised to take us to Monchengladbach in Germany, which was close to Wildenrath. He also said that Wildenrath was close to the border and he would take us to Holland. That was good news for Sylvia and me.

The next day, Cyrus woke us up. He told us that Rose had a baby boy, and would come home later in the evening. God had blessed them with two boys and one girl.

Sylvia and I helped prepare the meals that day and then we walked around the back of the house. There was an apple tree in the backyard and we picked apples. We also took a short walk in the neighborhood.

It was quiet and there was no one in sight. In the evening, Cyrus took us to the hospital to bring home his wife and their handsome newborn son.

The Royal Air Force was putting on an air show at the airstrip the following day. Rose could not go with the young baby so she stayed at home with the children and told us to go to the show with Cyrus. He drove us there but had to park the car far away from the airstrip.

We walked across in our mini dresses and wedged heel shoes to where the crowds were standing and sitting. We heard lots of hoots and whistles and Cyrus said the officers were trying to get our attention. When we reached the crowd lots of his friends came around and asked for introductions.

The air show began and we saw the most amazing air tactics displayed by airplanes. “The Red Arrows” somersaulted dozens of times and Air Force military jumped out in colourful parachutes before our eyes. It was the most breath-taking event I ever experienced.

One night Cyrus took us to the clubhouse, which was crowded with Air Force officers. Once again, we heard loud whistles and hoots and Cyrus again said the officers were trying to get our attention.  Many of the officers, who had not met us before, crowded around us for introductions. Cyrus, who was a Sergeant in the RAF, was firm with them and kept them at a distance.

I inserted a coin in a slot machine and hundreds of Deutsche marks came tumbling out. Everyone watched in amazement. Cyrus collected them and ordered drinks for everyone.

It was the practice of the residents of the camp to have parties in their basements. Every night a different couple held a basement party. We attended quite a few of those parties and they were delightful with good music and lots to eat and drink. One night a couple invited us to a basement party at their home. They told us it was a ‘cave-man’ style party. We thought it had something to do with the food. When we got there, we saw everyone dressed in ‘cave-man’ outfits. We must have looked ridiculous as Sylvia and I were dressed in mini dresses and high heels. Despite that, we had a merry time at the party.

My sister’s home in Wildenrath was closer to the border in Holland than it was to other parts of Germany. Cyrus took us across the border to discotheques in Amsterdam and sometimes to other parts of Germany. It was my first time going to discotheques and ones in Holland and Germany at that. Cyrus’ two friends from the RAF always joined us on these jaunts. They followed us in their car.

The discotheques had strobe lights that flashed on and off in time to the music. A large iridescent ball hung in the middle of the dance floor and created a swinging atmosphere. We had fun dancing to disco music. Cyrus’ brown eyes seemed to flash in time to the music when he was on the dance floor. The men always ordered cognac and cola, which seemed to be the “in thing.” I settled for the cola with no cognac.

Once on our way back home from a discotheque in Holland, Cyrus stopped the car at a lovely park, turned on the car radio, got out of the car, and danced in the green meadows. He was a fun-loving person.

Holland is a spectacular place. The scenery is beyond description. The architecture of the buildings, the brightly coloured tulips, windmills, green meadows, and the clean streets all captured my attention. Germany is also a clean and beautiful country. I have many treasured memories of my visits to those places. In later years, I visited Germany again and details of all my travels are in my book Travel Memoirs with Pictures: Exploring the World.

 We had planned to make the return voyage home by the SS Antilles, which was a popular ship in those days. Sylvia received bad news from her family, who wanted her to return home earlier than planned. I agreed to the change in arrangements to travel to Trinidad by air since it would have taken almost two weeks to travel home by ship. We had a small problem in getting a flight from Germany to London to coincide with the date for our flight from London to Trinidad. Cyrus’s boss arranged for us to fly to London in a Royal Air Force Jet, which was going to London on the day we wanted to leave Germany. Travelling on that Air Force Jet was a remarkable experience I would never forget.

With sad hearts, we left my sister, her husband, and the children, but we left with beautiful memories of a wonderful holiday in New York, Toronto, London, and Germany.

Brenda Mohammed

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