I Hear You Call Poem by Justus Cyril E

Though age makes me fall slave to time
Enclosing my heart with fear and Pride
Drawing me away...
Making me loose the greater price
While enticing me with Dark Treasures of the Night

But the night brings fear
and so I shed peaceful tears when I am scared
I'm almost falling prey to WORLDLY VICES Like SHEEP amidst the wolves
but even in the storm
i hear you call - calling me back
to embrace this DIVINE GIFT of PURE LOVE

Being bound to the burdens of Hate
I keep sliding gradually till I meet...
with one who bears the face of my DEFEAT
Victimized by the worldly promises of falsehood
Till i Loose all i have to VANITY and FATE

But the night brings fear
and i shed peaceful tears when i am scared
i'm almost falling prey to the wolves
but even in the midst of the storm
i hear you call - calling me back
to embrace this DIVINE GIFT of PURE LOVE