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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It was that particular point of time in my lone life, When, mind like tabula rasa, empty and without strife; Mornings started and evenings ended without any aim, Driven by impulses I lived, like wildlife, with no shame... Alcoholism, like chains of a lunatic, had bound me, Though willing, like bird in a cage, I could not become free; Not today, to me I would say, yet mind will slowly pull, Gulping peg after pegs, I'd walk like a random mad bull... Health or wealth, like for animals, did not matter at all, Body or soul - no faith or ethics - in my ear did fall; Parents, siblings, friends, relatives - to no one did I care, Life flew about floating, like aimless feather in the air... It's then, like punishments or coercive ways of nature, Ailments began eating myself, like a deadly-creature; Lungs, liver, stomach, bladder and kidneys seemed protesting, Eyes, ears, skin and bones seemed to stop their act of protecting... Does benevolent earth, her exploiters, endlessly bear? Doesn't Ecosystem in the form of flood and drought scare? Could even best physicians, one's dead life ever bring back? How I, like a fool, my life to death willingly offer? Thus I, like one at the brink of the grave, stood lost! Helpless! My doctor though fixed tentative date, expressed hopefulness; Craving to drink seduced me, like lady with endless love, I knew my soul soiled; should be changed; yet, I did not know how... I felt none and nothing I could rely on, except God, I did cling to Him, like a dog to his master and lord; God, like good mother seeing her child in pain, intervened, Caring for my needs, touching my inner wounds, my ills healed... My heart, like a bouquet, to my Lord, now I have offered, By prayer, hymn and divine worship, my life is powered; My strength and weakness, like an open-book, before Him lies, Though urge for evils press me, He'll grant me courage to rise...! 31 December 2021 DIVINE INTERVENTION Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
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