Covet To Prophesy! Poem by Denis Martindale

Sometime, somewhere, somehow, for sure,
I'll write without a doubt,
Just plough through that great field of words,
Just scattered all about,
Till from the remnants gold remains,
I've plundered from the Earth,
Sometime, somewhere, somehow, for sure,
I'll prove to God my worth...

I'll think, I'll plan, I'll dream, I'll scheme,
I'll get that poem penned,
That sovereign masterpiece I've hoped
Would help folks comprehend,
Beyond all poems ever known,
Beyond all thoughts revealed,
I'll think, I'll plan, I'll dream, I'll scheme,
I'll find God's truths concealed...

Won't stop, won't quit, won't fall or fail,
My life's work this must be,
To share with all, the hidden things,
Each waiting mystery,
Each blessing still in store and yet,
Meant for another time,
Won't stop, won't quit, won't fall or fail,
My quest is too sublime...

I must succeed, before I die,
Before my life is done,
Before the final breath is past,
My last beneath God's sun...
Mankind needs love, faith, hope and truth,
He needs them day and night,
I must succeed, before I die,
While I've still time to write...


Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2013.