Hope In a Blood
Gradually the beautiful bright day has been changed by the thick dark EVENING.
A lot of mouths and voices knocking at the doors of my heart impregnating
my world of REASONING.
So far away deep into the thick darkness strange cries are HEARD.
Somebody has lost a job,somebody got badly hurt bad things swimming
all over and somebody just DEAD.
Somebody is so worried because of fears of no help or hope in the TOMORROW.
Poverty,hunger and strife put ropes and poison in the hands of good
people and suggested peace through suicide so much adverse SORROW.
Somebody just had admission to the Uni,somebody just got a job
and somebody had all A's in his EXAM.
Fisherman at the shores mending their nets and singing in delight,market women
nodding to the songs on their tinny radios and farmers relaxing
under trees over palm wine all excited for a bountiful blessing from their FARMS.
The sunrise and sunsets have began and ended many LIVES.
The mother day births happiness,love,hatred,good news,bad news
and caused a stab in a small innocent heart by many blood thirsty KNIVES.
Reminding each of us and all of us that soon ours eyes would CLOSE.
Some would be called some would not,a divine selection
we all don't stand a chance to OPPOSE.
A new day would soon be BORN.
And would be the same as today or can even be worse in your flesh a big THORN.
Destiny can be unmade,and made through a BLOOD.
A water of life and eternity I have secretly in a dirty GOURD.
A dirty gourd indeed,because it doesn't look ATTRACTIVE.
Only those with the ears and eyes can PERCEIVE.
Try CHRIST!!!
Your lives MUST!!
Copyright © Seth Agyei Asamoah | Year Posted 2013
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