My Best Friend Poem by Ntsako Golden Khoza

This is a poem to my best friend.
The face of whom i never seen.
The hands of whom reach for me.
As i walk blindly on the path of man.
Whose hand found me amongst the lost in darkness.

Guiding me on a new path.
And open my eyes too the light.your hands protects me.
Daily now from the master of deceit.
With wisdom he tought me.
and out of compassion he saved me.
All he carried the sword that protects and fight for me.

With every word comes wisdom.
And every story a lessen.
Your words is like an seeds planted in good soil.
You plant your words in my heart and i allow them to grow an bear fruits.

Thank you for the love that exceeds the bounds of measures.
I will live and fight with the knowledge that i will one day see the face of he who saves the king of kings.
my best friend.