The voyage of life and the pleasant furnace
Wondereth why tis trials and what significance
Thou heareth voices
Strange, disheartening voices
Not knowing the path to discern
seeing the failure in man's design
And we blame ourselves for the blunder
As we reminisce and ponder
Like our hearts stutter
Asking the salient questions no one heareth
When does help ever cometh
Alas
A Gabriel in the pureness of his apparel rises
Holding a scroll of elated tidings
Its colorful and its bright
You shall attain the great height
written By; Esther Esuga
The penultimate thing that should die in you is self confidence. I think the only thing that should live longer, is hope.
ReplyDeleteI like the rhymes and the message coined in it.