Michael Nkwocha Poems
|1.||Tarry No More||3/10/2009|
|2.||Lord Send Your Flood||3/16/2009|
|4.||Like The Master||3/20/2009|
|5.||Not Too Small||3/11/2009|
|8.||The Eternal Day||3/11/2009|
|11.||My Yes To You||3/12/2009|
|12.||Our Burning Flame||3/11/2009|
|13.||Arise O Sleeper||3/11/2009|
|14.||My Guardian Angel||3/13/2009|
|15.||Companions On A Journey||3/9/2009|
|17.||In Our Own Hands||3/10/2009|
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In Our Own Hands
Why pray to God for providence
then shut our eyes to our neighblour's needs?
Why pray 'Lord shelter the homeless'
then shut our door against the stranger?
Our neighbour's tears have made him wet
we play the blind, we do not see.
His cry for help has filled the sky
we play the deaf, we do not hear.
His eyes look up foro courage
we play the dumb, we do not speak.
And then we gather round in worship
to sing and dance, 'we're God's children'.
Why pray for justice in the world
then fold our arms in idleness?
Why pray for a world of peace
I dare to plant a seed today
full of dreams, full of promise
though I die before it fruits
the eater's joy may my labours bring.
I've come to eat so much of fruits
not knowing how they came to be
some planter's labours, my heart has fed
their toils, their pains, my joy has brought.