Confinement

CONFINEMENT 


I was confined in my solitude.
The cloud seams dark
And all hope seams  lost! 

I was confined in my solitude
It ate me deep, like termites ate the wood.
I was confined in my solitude
I could only see the darkside of life…
He persistently point to me the darkside of life.

I allowed him for so long to play with my emotions.
Cos for so long I believe in his lies…
He gained access so much to it…
He toiled with it…
Battered it…
 I no longer have a mind of my own.


Though a tiny still voice keep assuring me,
All will be well…
All will be well…
Remember my promises…
Abraham’s blessings are yours
I will never leave you, nor forsake you.



I tried so hard, to leave my confinement
To believe in His promises
 I have stayed too long on this valley
But the reality of my situation
Roars at me like a lion.
It became a battle field of the mind!


Then one thing… just one thing
Gave me key to freedom
The attitude of praise..
The heart of Thanksgiving…
The heart to be grateful! 

As I entered into His gate with Thanksgiving
And His court with praise,
Doors were opened…
mountains were lifted…
Valleys were exalted…
Shackles were broken…

Then in my confinement, I became free! 
Through my act of praise, I  became free!
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Phad Avatar
July 17, 2021 at 3:53 AM
Beautifully woven, Ayeni. Sometimes, we have to be imprisoned to be free. Well done! keep writing.
Ayeni Avatar
July 17, 2021 at 2:37 PM
Thanks bro...
Goldsmith Avatar
July 16, 2021 at 9:12 AM
A beautiful write/story. Have a blessed day writing away................
Ayeni Avatar
July 16, 2021 at 12:43 PM
Thanks Sis. I do appreciate the encouragement.
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