His Patience
I have tried his patience enough
It started like a wink
And like a worked up fellow
I slumbered away.
Just like a dream
There were no impossibilities
No limitations whatsoever
Everything seemed easy and likeable
I did not restrain my hands
I toiled as much as my strength could
Doing everything that come to thought
And tested my potential in every endeavor
Like a dog destined to death
Restraint was thrown to the winds
And nothing could stop my escapades.
Because I must exhaust my whole drive.
And now I have awoken to reality
I had always heard a voice all through
But it never mattered to me it was God
And I have failed to heed.
Though I visited his house often
I have failed to hear him
Always would he speak to me like a father
But I choose to be prodigal
In the miry clay where I chose to live
He still cared to visit
But I looked at his and told him away
Yet he would not stop.
All the way he followed me
Never bothered about my filth and dirt
Then my eyes opened
And I saw how far I have strayed.
My head bowed, I could not look at his face
I have seen how much I have been disobedient
Guilt was my second nature
How do I tell him I am sorry?
I have stretched his patience to the extreme
Can he still forgive me?
But he took my hand
Looked into my eyes and told me
I have always waited for this day
I have given all I had to have you
You are still the man after my heart
And I desire to forever have you.
Tears rolled down my face
I have seen this unconditional love
I held his hand and prayed him to forgive me
I really could not comprehend the peace he gave me
My life has changed ever since
He has taken my life of sin and disobedience
And given me a life of grace and liberty
I will forever follow his trail.
Copyright © Kanu Okezie | Year Posted 2006
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