Wasn't it yesterday, my lord
that you held my hand
walked down a mile
smiling at me
Wasn't it then, that i
suddenly burst into loud laughter
turning passersby to me
smiling in wonderment
Weren't you there with me, my lord
squeezing my shoulders
as i tried to comprehend
the term mitochondrial cytopathy
Wasn't it your hand that steadied me. oh! lord
when the world went reeling around
pits opened and cries crowded my mind
weren't you then, wiping off my tears
Why, what happened now that
you turn your back when I need u most
wasn't it all just yesterday, dear lord
or is it too far in your memory?
Why, what happened
why this sudden indifference?
why are these ears so deaf to my pain?
what pulls u back now?
Having walked so long together
shall we not reach the end hand in hand
or will you now desert me to
face the music of
broken hopes, jilted love, scorning faces
all alone?
My lord, won't you walk with me just this far?
to the end of this road
winding off to nothingness
My lord, my lord, hold, hold back
take me with you! ! ! ! !
God was there when mitochondrial cytopathy was to be understood, during innocent laughter and other walks of life but now He stands in the corner letting us walk by ourselves, He will definitely hold us if we fall but before this he wants the feedback of his prior help…. The sentiment stirred me from inside…love the way you expressed, very meaningful lines… Abha
A prayer from within...from the deepest part of your heart! ! ! Surely He'll hear you... Cate
a poem prayer...straight from heart...very eloquently to God...liked...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Most interesting thought-stream. Like the mitochondrial part... a true stream of consciousness but with a real spiritual content and true questioning that we all go through from time to time. HG: -) xx