How do we continue to resist,
when evil won't desist?
Oft I feel to quit
I can't deal with this shit!!!
Tormented and enraged,
my faith disengaged.
Crying to God for answers
False prophets such entrancers.
Holy Spirit come on down
I feel I'm about to drown!
Anxiety and lack of focus
Control? External locus.
How do I begin to explain?
This challenge brings such pain
so weak before the pompus
reaching for that caucus.
Reeling, in a daze;
a light through the haze.
With blood on His hands,
He told me "I have my plans."
"I've oft told you before
worry no more.
This blood shed by me
was for all humanity.
My greatest sacrifice
will more than suffice
Doubt not my power
Guess not the hour
when my glory will rain
and wash away your pain
Seek to put your life right
leave me to fight the fight.
Troubles, there are a plethora
my word, your ambrosia.
Rejoice in my glory
retell my story.
In the midst of your gloom,
feel my love bloom.
Life is more than a token
My word is bond, I have spoken!"
Suddenly my spirit lifted
wow I'm so gifted
He has come off His majestic throne
to remind me that I'm not alone
I'll never forget this day
when I met my Yahweh!!
2 comments:
Hayden, I'm assuming you wrote this since there is no disclaimer or acknowledgement attached. It is awesome!!! (barring the curse word in the beginning, which even I have to admit fits too well). The message and movement of words alike - inspiring and very tuff!
My mom found it some time ago and asked me why I had to curse in there even though she liked the poem. I told her I wrote exactly what I felt and that is what came out. It was my exasperation and so I haven't changed it. The punctuation signs in there now were my recent attempt to give it a form with pauses and such. It didn't even have verses it just ran straight as I thought it.
Thanx though.
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