Sunday, 24 February 2019

My poetry

What can I say
This is merely a gift I share,
Some understand the words 
Some may think what’s written is absurd. 

Articulation combined with faith 
A melee of words expressed from sheer faith
I am trying to be nice when your thoughts could be angered 
I am holding my own at moments when I could be staggered.

The words flowed through faith 
A conversation with a higher power pertains,
I have been abused because people don’t understand 
I am being bold, that’s where I stand.

I love you, I love that you all have potential to make things turn spiritually attainable 
As long as you believe 
Then all things are sustainable. 

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