We are all travelling on the same path
This road is haunted by demons and Lucifer
Like wounded horses and its horsemen,
Our flesh gave up on us
Our eyes failed from doubts and unbelief
Tear drops, tear drops; we are drowned in fear
Our spirit smell the sweet waters, beyond this darkness
O’ the hope that transport us, through our fears;
to the wonderland beyond this illusion river
Wonderland, wonderland, where the feet of the righteous shall tread.
Copyright 2015 | McDaniels A. Gyamfi | Poetry
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CALL OF HOPE
7 am.
I woke up under the bridge;
Smiled and strolled down,
on grinding lane.
2 am.
I woke up
Sat up, all night long
Wondering why in the abundance
Of life, I can’t steal a smile.
Then I realized that, riches can offer
You the best in life, but can’t guarantee,
A lifetime of true happiness.
5 am.
I knelt down beside my bed and
called on Him (God) who gives life
Copyright 2014 | McDaniels Gyamfi
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