Peace

I seek peace that will give rest of all my work Where do I run to meet you Mr. Peace? I would love to see you embrace my heart, my body and my soul, The labor pains I do have are scars that fill me with sorrow, The desire I long for is like a dream coming true, But how do I close this ocean of disaster and pain, The mountain of suffering tires my hands and legs, I have no outfit to climb it up, Tell me my friend, is the prince of peace real or a fairly tale, Where is his castle I really need to know? How does he look like, and how much power does he have, Look no further they told me, Your problems are just like a brick of an eye, Hold faith in you and He is coming, He will never run nor hurry but always on time, I can’t hold the pain anymore, I answered, See the wounds inflected on my body, They remind me of my last job that I got peanuts, Why then tell me, He`s always on time yet my wounds need dressing, My children to, have got needs, so is my wife, I work hard than my boss for the price of one bird, Is peace the result of justice, for my life is full injustices, What is the price and can I pay it in installments, Behold I am the prince of peace he told me, I looked behind me and saw His light and power, I hereby do set you free, He held me, Fear not, for wealth is mine just like peace, Love is your greatest treasure for peace to be yours Run freely for I will cloth you with the best cotton and silk, The world is not just, but my own will be done in it, Disaster will always be in your life but I will always carry you to safety, For I am the first and the last, My name seals your blessings, At once my wounds were lifted and my price glorified by His presence, Today see my life and always live in His ways, His weapon of choice is love and peace to the patient. his very name is EMMANUEL