At The Crossroads Poem by Qiniso Mogale

At the crossroads
Thoroughly confused and confounded
Not knowing which road to take
Praying for directions
Praying for guidance
Wishing someone could take my hand
But I'm all alone.

At the crossroads
On the verge of tears
On the verge of giving up
On verge of surrender
Hopelessness creeping in
Helplessness more evident
Uselessness a reality.

At the crossroads
Those who said they were my friends nowhere to be found
Those who claimed they loved me nowhere to be seen
All alone in my misery
All alone in my darkness.

At the crossroads
Tears streaming down my face
Suddenly a Mighty Hand holds mine
Suddenly a Comforting Voice assures me that all is well
The Voice assures me that I am not alone
It is the Voice of Christ
He has promised never to leave me nor forsake me.