THE PRODIGAL CHILD

Written by: Omotehinse Eyitayo Kemisola lizzy

THE 
PRODIGAL 
CHILD

My 
life 
He 
has 
in 
His 
hand
Creatively 
He 
molded 
me 
with 
sand
Into 
my 
nostrils 
He 
breathe
The 
breath 
of 
life.

Disobedience 
I 
practiced
The 
forbidden 
fruit 
I 
ate
On 
the 
oath 
of 
sin 
I 
traveled 
Neglecting 
my 
creator.

Several 
times 
back 
I 
went
To 
my 
creator, 
pleading
Pleading 
for 
forgiveness
Mercifully, 
He 
forgives.

Back 
to 
the 
sinful 
world 
I 
went
A 
prodigal 
child 
I 
am
Living 
a 
pleasurable 
life
Filed 
with 
sin
Yet, 
when 
remorseful
Back 
to 
Him 
I 
went
Pleading.

Merciful 
father, 
I’m 
sorry
I 
cry 
with 
sorrow
Knowing 
that 
He 
hates 
sin
Irritating 
I 
am 
to 
Him
Yet, 
He 
washes 
away 
my 
sin
With 
His 
precious 
blood
I 
become 
His 
once 
again
Privileged 
to 
have 
Jesus.


Eyitayo 
Lizzy

Motif: 
Spiritual