Crowned By The Most High Poem by Iphupho The Dream

CROWNED BY THE MOST HIGH

We live in a universe of slavery
Ruled by the likes of the earth
Glitters of gold
We all need that one thing to have and to hold
We halt to know that the one above
isn't there to be held but to live within us..

To the world you are regarded as a slave
When you serve only the one above
When youleave all theworldly pleasures and offer your soul to God
It's as if to them you have lost your way of life
Little do they know
They are lost in the midst of their journey and you their light...

How lucky are they those who knows the throne of the most high
How blessed are they those who live to witness the power and the glory of the creater of heaven and earth

What is it like to sit to the throne of the one above
When the world desserted you like a maniac
Only because you dedicated your all to him?
How does it feelto be crowned a child of the most high and given a palace full of peace and joy?
How hard can it be for one to leave all the worldly pleasures and give his soul to the one who restored life in him?
How hard can it be?

- -Kwenadi Thobejane

Date: Oct 21,2018
Subject: CROWNED BY THE MOST HIGH