Faith

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The sun shines, the wind blows, and rivers run

The birds chirp, wolves howl, and cows still moo

The world still goes around 

and there was nothing different except the people are no longer out,

Everywhere I look, there's but one threat that people fear

An invisible enemy that has killed many, causing an ocean of tears

 Leaders kept us inside, isolated and kept us further apart

So as to keep from spreading deaths, and to establish a rampart

But, what do we really about the angel of death?

When we are out, we hold our hands into our hearts, 

Praying to God that we won't meet Hades eye to eye,

But, one thing is for sure, Hades visits our homes from time to time.

Hades has come knocking my door.

With every soul he takes, he becomes strong,

And so it seems that the next prey was me.

With every knock he makes, my chest is burned with flames,

With every scratch he makes, my throat is enraged

With every pound he makes, my breath is being snatched away

My heart is struck with fear as he comes to take my life,

But I clasp my hand together, to fall in my knees and pray

That whether I see death or salvation, it is going to be alright anyway.

My heart knows whom to call out to, the God of salvation and mercy,

My heart knows of His name and will be whispered as I lay on my bed.

Sometimes I am confused, doubting if there will be a way of escape,

Sometimes I complain if the Almighty has fallen into a deep slumber

But, how am I suppose to think with my little mind? 

A lot has dared but no one really knows how vast the wisdom the Almighty has

Still, I am grateful I have a line of light to hold on to,

It is called 'Faith' that whatever it may be, it will be for the good as the Almighty promised.

And everything is all according to His glory.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 22, 2020 ⏰

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