I drag my faith and hope like chains behind me ,
Because of constant tests and through ever looming darkness they grow heavy,
They cut deeply as others try breaking them .
I shall At no point ,in this life allow them to be shed .
This description is honest
‘the protection of faith and not giving in to the wickedness ‘a real thing also .
‘Day by day this faith is tested in ways I thought only the nonsense of an over active imagination could picture ‘or the plot of an Orwellian movie might swing .
Day by day I question the absence of human reasoning and why sanity is staying away or forsaken this world altogether.
Night by night I pray for the powers of goodnesses to sweep away the many human wrapped Demons of our current worlds affliction.
Dawn by Dawn I rise up ,
give my thanks to Mrs and Mr god and then continue on ,
Gratefully dragging my chains behind me .
Copyright © Simon King | Year Posted 2021
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