A Hand Of Love Poem by Johnny Chang

For I may have wandered and search for My Joy At The Immortal Sadness;
for I Do carefree Your Ways Of Dying So Living Ever, My Madness!
The Ringing Of Verses still an entangled music to my melody;
The Works Of Writing is just a lines of an ink rolling pen's loyalty.
Given a Holy Name; Adam leadeth Me and embark A Pilgrims' Fate!
I saw: Mercy and For A Wrathful Of Power leaves Destruction in Hate.
So For the Ones' who obey shall be the Masters' who commands to Obey.
Only Love promised 'A Son' and Only Hope kept alive, thus blind I lay.
Born in a Manger and Died on a Cross who says, 'I Am The Son Of God! '
So long now come and gone, flip The Pages; a new day to our old ways knot.
Play from The Beginning, the wind rhymes past where shall it circle without end.
The day I grew 'The Good News' I bore then I grey, a word lend a hand;
A Hand Of Love stretched across lands; 'A little Mustard Seed' cried for My Faith.
Sins smudged and wiped trust, would You let not go My Hand Of Evil? , I so laid.