Truth Daniels Poet Rhyme

Prophetic Exit

I woke up today and gave my life a reflection 
The problem, the sorrows
The failure that follows 
Each day feeling my hopes are empty 
Feeling ashamed and guilty 
When I see my results crumpled and dirty

My grades never had A's
Like it had been immune with some kind of anti-retroviral vaccine 

My life as a student has seen failures of varying degrees and
If it were measured in Celsius and 
Related to a condition then 
I'm suffering from chronic hypothermia 

During orientation my hopes created a vision
And I was so determined to accomplish this mission 
But the semester to promotion 
I wasn't sure of making the transition 
And this really was an infection 
An infection affecting my reputation, position, identity, decision,
Delaying my ambitions, reputation, even my best intentions

So when I sit for a test and see the questions 
I begin to ponder
Ponder over the questions to find an answer
An answer that I try to remember
But as much as I thought I tend to forget that any number over zero has no answer

It's not that I don't learn, 
I do
I just don't get the results I so much yearn
Life is like a cell, a prison
And I have been jailed for no reason
Longing for a better season
While being nailed in it for committing no treason

So in my struggle to break out of this prison, I heard a voice saying
"The only way failure can get the last word in your life is if you choose to"
We have created a hedge between God and us 
As we cave inward and believe the lies
That we are not good enough
So for this reason
we entangle our success in prison
And wait for a better season

Listen
Take a pen, start listing
Zachariah was very old
Elizabeth was barren
David in his family was never respected 
And Mary had no hopes of birthing the Messiah, yet 
God was never late to intervene

Our success was written before we were born 
Making it prophetic
And God is ever ready to bring you out of this prison
So you make an exit
Through the success door
Thereby making your exit prophetic
Your prophetic exit
Without considering your deficit
Nor for you to pay any debit 
For a re-sit
And keep resisting the chains that binds and blinds us
From making out prophetic exit

When you feel broken down in bits
And academic puzzles seem not to fit
Know that there's a God who sews the knit
And for this reason so you should never quit

So rise up, and let's make our prophetic exit

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