Our Better Angels

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This or That, Vol. 35 Poetry Contest

Sponsor: Edward Ibeh

28/07/2025

When on the road to Damascus, Paul heard the voice of our Saviour. He, who was once Saul of Tarsus, When on the road to Damascus, Hearkened to the call of Jesus. Blinded by heavenly lustre, When on the road to Damascus, Paul heard the voice of our Saviour. I AM that light, foretold of yore, Manger-born; angels did herald. I, who seek hearts, knock at the door. I AM that light, foretold of yore. My blood-soaked cross heals darkness sore. Shun your ire, abandon peril. I AM that light, foretold of yore, Manger-born; angels did herald. When Saul sojourned three days in hell, Stricken with cecity, he prayed. Waves of angst, orations would quell. When Saul sojourned three days in hell, In his dread, Paul's better angels Had encamped; toward love, he swayed. When Saul sojourned three days in hell, Stricken with cecity, he prayed.

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