Not A Conqueror Poem by Hezekiah Tiamiyu

Not A Conqueror



Swung my sword
Shot my gun
Fought so well,
But didn't win.
I'm no conqueror.

Slashed,
Beaten,
In the war, I fell
In my blood, I swum.
No, I'm not a conqueror.

I'm not a conqueror
I failed,
Was defeated,
Hiding in the shame
Of my shame.

But then was a man
Jesus they called him,
I met him and to battle I went
Yet, I fell and drowned;
No, not a conqueror.

This was the last battle,
I took him with me,
He fought with me,
And alas! With Him
I'm more than a conqueror.

Saturday, November 1, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Religion
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valsa George 01 November 2014

If He is by your side, who can be against you and who can defeat you? With Him, you will be a conqueror! Great poem Toheeb! Happy to see you after a long break!

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Hezekiah Tiamiyu

Hezekiah Tiamiyu

Lagos state, Nigeria
Close
Error Success