I Will Mould You Poem by Ekwueme Kelechi

God, I will mould you
I will mould you with timbre and lyre
I will mould you with songs and hymns
I will mould you with words from my ink

I will mould your might for all to know
I will mould your glory for all to taste
I will mould your beauty for all to behold
I will mould your love for all to cherish

I will mould you to the joy of the trees
I will mould you to the choir of the wind
I will call forth night and darkness
And sound to them all your deeds

You were crowned King of Nature
You were crowned Lord of All
You were crowned Help of the Helpless
After my mould Lord I will crown you Lord of Host

(c) EKWUEME KC,2018.