Ensnared
We beholding the light
We heave a relieved sigh
Captivated like a moth
We are all but, ensnared
Like termites on its ritual
monthly
He came and us He saved
We are but living sacrifices
Doomed for hell and damination
Rather we have become the beloved
The savour of His saintly grace
But we are now thrust into the Word.
(10th November, 2024)
Copyright © Joseph Jeremiah Naye | Year Posted 2024
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