The Helping Hand

In a world full of despairs, distrust and betrayals.
World one can not lean on nor breathe.
Sanctuaries turned to haunted abode...
Nightmares with bleak future a norm as hope 
Long gone,leaves immeasurable void engulfed with Darkness and solitude. Uncertainty lies ahead,steep paths 
Leads to illusion. I ask what is the way forward?


Out of this uncertainty comes a firm hand that refuses to
Align with the order of the day, a hand which saves those Who comes to it's succour,like a balm to a wounded soul.
Soothing and comforting, a hand to the drowning souls,
A hand that never fails like the Hand of the Creator.

Born in a family of 13, a tail in line but never allowed this to hamper his goal, a fulfilled being, a pillar and light that shines thru places as opaque as mercury.....
Alas! This hand like an an Angel guides lost ones to hidden hope.

Peter I. the hand that bears the burden of others. Thank you, I celebrate you.Never lose strength in doing good for your reward awaits in life and after life.


Dedicated to you Peter .I.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Gasun Avatar
January 25, 2025 at 9:43 PM
Lovely dedication to your friend my dear poet friend Bob. God bless more the generous hands. Glad to read and hear again from you. Hope you're always doing well. Thanks for sharing this and your visit. God bless you always. Hugs
Dietrich Avatar
January 9, 2025 at 10:27 PM
I really like the part about the tail of the family. I am not sure who Peter is but I enjoyed this spiritual poem
Agustin Avatar
November 18, 2024 at 4:56 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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