Dear Lord, Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Dear Lord,
(for that certain corrupt country in Africa!)
(this will be in seven languages published)

i know the Red Sea is no more as it had been,
i know Moses is no longer in Egypt seen

i know the Nile is no longer what it used to be
i know that we are temporary residents of this planet, no eternally

from where and from whom do i get this information?
i know You know before i utter these words

each time is a greatest celebration,
when i see the lovely colourful free birds

the wisdom, love, carefulness
and the rest a very very lot

i obtained from You,
my only Almighty God,

i adore You, my first Love,
i know You are in heaven above,

i put at Your feet, all guilt and evil
which i cannot resolve further

just like Hiskia at the time
You must have your reason

why that government
these people in that distant land

will always be asked constantly for more currency
their contribution was constantly not suffice

dear Lord help them
from the clutches of the evil one

i can only pray,
Thy will be always done
Amen

© Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved
Saturday 23 April 2021