3s
Thank You God
Thank you, God, for your love and wisdom. Even in moments of doubt, I tried to keep my faith discreet. Many times, I felt the weight of my sins, knowing that conscience is not just a guide but a compass. I speak for myself when I say that each day,
I struggle with the inevitable tasks and the pain inflicted by evildoers. Today would have been his birthday, a bittersweet reminder that evildoers cannot harm us for long if we believe in your power.
I have come too far to let regrets weaken me. I am too proud and too strong for shame or regret.
Please, always come to me when I am in doubt. Keep shining your light upon me and keep my mind healthy.
My vision is clear, and I know my children will be happy and safe. I will fight for daily strength to move forward. I will adhere to your words and find rest in your guidance. You know me better than I know myself, and I love you, Lord.
Your mercy never fails me.
I grieve for others more than I should, perhaps being too mythopoetic. I am mortal, a giver by nature, and proud of the choices I have made.
I am who I am, black by nature, and I embrace my identity with pride.
conceptual fictions
from imagination
and mind-
kindling to fire
happenings
in the seeing eye-
voices speaking
self a understanding
in the ear
Freedom an ancient mythology, If call non
Then no never a phenomena of such be
Never any free, nor certainty, nor life be
It is a moral human conduct if willed, last
Benevolent Lord, you spring spirits divine
And maketh of your own being, own love
Your grace, freedom has taken its place
Yet without you, I call not free nor "will"
And so i penned a mythopoetic poetry
And i prayed a mythologetic myth
21/04/2017