One day.
20 May 2011 Leave a Comment
Oh how often does my lord test me
how often does my cries pour out to thee
how soon he took my child away from me
and he returned to heaven 5 months
from his mommy
You are not a God of confusion
praying and hoping that its a delusion
reading my bible like a magazine
Noticing that Abraham’s story
such a fiend
more like a savage
on this unfamiliar place
cant escape
by myself
needing you to carry me home
to my son
my only child
where the heavens tell the glory of you
not where the world tells the glory of cursing you
alone
mothers day
lost my baby
but heaven gained another angel
that he may be mighty and of you
so optimistic
one day
we will meet again.
