knee high
I hear them
talk, proudly
how fast, the
child, meaning me,
how fast I'm
growing.So,
I aimed to grow
very fast.But,
what is the
experience like?
I do nothing right
I know no more
praises...
I know no more peace...
in the jungle of life.
I have to help out
with house work
I have no time
for play...
I have noone
to take my side
I have learned to lie
or be caned
I am like,
A stranger, not like
that loving child,
I used to be.
Someone took me
to church, one Sunday.
Now, I have discovered
a friend,
and I have learned
not to be discouraged,
he is loyal,
shares my Sorrow
knows my every weakness
says to take,
everything to God in prayer.
Because, I am born
of his spirit
Washed in the saviour's blood...
I'll see angels descending
Bringing from above,
echoes of mercy,
Whispers of love...
©jad
J