SONG OF A POET
Melvin Banggollay
With the melody of the wind
gently blowing against my wing
My veins shakes my whole being
and my mind keep on thinking
and my pen keep on writing
with passion about everything
in the rhythm of my heart's beating..
I wish my heart will not spell
Words that hurts a heart to fell
but my pen desires much to tell
that truth should not go to hell
instead should clearly foretell
Descent light of truth to dispel
darkness doom out of one's shell.
Oh God of wisdom, blessed me
Make me a channel of your love
Make me a bridge of your peace
Make me a bread of your words
Make me a mirror of humility
and faithful shepherd of truth.
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