Tekoa the wilderness of dread
The dreams that the grave could not fathom
Where God, His children granted He victory without the sword of war
Because what dreaded they became songs of praise and worship to the Almighty
For King Jehoshaphat understood the voice of his own fear
The dreams of the pearly gates of promise
Opening unto golden pathways of eternity
The awe-striking throne enveloped in splendor never seen by humans
Tekoa the wilderness of dread: dreams the grave could not hold back.
Phillip Nine Mafunga
26 January 2020
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem