Richard Nnoli Poet Epic

Running To My Light

Running to my light 
I hide on to God 
cos who else will 
guide my back 
when I fall to nothing
who will be my push 
back to life if not God 
so let me be 
you who blasphemy me 
let me run my race when am
running to my light

Running to my light
I look up to God 
cos who else is to be trusted 
in this era of  bitterness
in this hard times 
where men are only 
thinkers of themselves
selfishness now so normal 
like we got no other opinion
nor choice 
people after there own 
no one care a lot this days 
so I don't want to dwell in this 
atmosphere there must be 
a better place 
so now I keep running 
running to my light

Running to my light
I hear the voice of God 
it speaks on the lips 
of the poor 
it speaks on an upright soul 
it speaks a lot in the street 
of the commoners
oh it speaks in the midst 
of the needy
it speaks not in churches
any more cos money run their 
God nowadays 
it speaks no more in temples
and chapels 
it speaks in you it speaks
in me it speaks in us 
and with this voice 
I always keep 
running to my light

running to my light
God bless my destiny
God guide this road I run 
cos along the way 
this road  is cracky 
this road is dark 
this road is not easy 
so when am  running
I can't trust every step
I take if it doesn't push 
me ahead of time 
so support me when 
you see me on my ways 
running to my light

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