Thy Promise
Keep postponing the inevitable
The price indelible on our psych
May be let it all just burn down
Tumble down in ashes..
Should that we let it all end..
To what gain then shall it be
Your delight still in their sons
Your joy in the sons of men
So is there a price too steep
Should U let it all end..
What hope for the unborn
The ones still in diapers
Unable to fathom the truth
Them darkening waters
The sacred promise
Glory of Zion..
Gateway to the first
Settlement..
Banks of river Gihon
Pilgrims shedding tears of Joy
A sight be-folding a city of promise
New Jerusalema.. will it ever be
Should I let it all burn.
Dream turn to ashes..
Gates shutting..
Pillars splitting
Fires re lighting
Ushering in Judgement.
Copyright © Lewis Nyaga | Year Posted 2019
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