A Prayer Of The Faithful Poem by Okim Otu

In the sky written in gold my name
The wind has blown to me my fame
My walk through the desert brought me gain
The tears are dried, my joy exceed the pain.

Sunlight enlightened my face
Lock track adhere to my race
Long days of loneliness are past
No more a minute of hunger else a fast.

Although life may be unfair
God's love sees me through the stair.
Darkness may fill up my night
I rise again in the morning with Jesus' light.