Gazlam Motaung Poet Sonnet

For Girls Pregnified by Their Fathers

Though Sorrow May Sleep,Justice Wakes


O child,don't hang your head,never bow in shame,
Your tears are rivers angels swims through deep,
He took your piece but Heaven knows his name-
No crimes of his can't in God's silence sleep.

Duck low,my soul,through ashes, sing your pain,
The Lord hears through church bells crack  fade,
No evil seedling can flourish in that rain-
No sin can hide underneath cross he made.

So walk and walk through dark and broken lands,
The good will fly you when your faith grows small;
Their hearts are lamps lit by love's hands,
Their arms the choir that catches those who fall.

Rise,daughter,-rise,and clap your ways ways anew,
The storm is fierce,but God still walks with you.

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment