(1) Delighted And Alive Poem by Uriah Hamilton

I search for resilience on the cold dark street
hours before dawn
shivering in silent prayer
contemplating decades of sorrow
while I am still reeling
from the inward ill effects
of so many forms of death
that have pursued me like an enemy.

I've been worn out and depressed
like an over- due suicide,
I've stood friendless on church steps
Feeling godless and alone
with too many sins to forget

but I promise to be delighted and alive
to greet the new day arriving like a Christmas gift
that I wasn't expecting.

3: 59AM 11-10-2017