The Battle So Far
In a feast, I came in this year
Ignorant of the continuous battle in transition
The battle for who will be the lord of my soul
The clash that will determine who rules the now
The battle for who get the praise of my next story
Still in my banquet; unaware me
I perceived a sparkle – a flash of the war
The lord of sin and death reached out for my soul
He threw his jabs of hate and lust
Mercy!
The MORNING STAR rose in me for a defense
The monster yet approached me with fury
He threw me a blow of pride and envy
Mercy!
The HAND THAT KNEW NO SIN blocked the fist
Again the accuser loomed with fierce rage
His eyes burning with fury, he struck with a slap of ignorance
And I cried, “There is a thorn in my flesh!”
The SUN OF RIGHTEOUSNESS arose with healing in His wings
He patted me saying, “My grace is sufficient for you”
I jerked in strength, though weak
Then what...
The beast roared, called out his agents
In reality, I still dine, oblivious of hell’s new strategy
The demons injected me and I fell flat, frail
Soon, the LIGHT OF MEN shown on me,
Extends His two edged sword to me
My eyes opened, I was spirited
“He was wounded for my transgressions
He was bruised for my iniquities
The chastisement of my peace was upon him
And with His stripes I am healed”
By grace, I resisted the devil, he fleed
But…
The battle continues…
What more…
The PRINCE OF PEACE assured me of victory on His side
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