The Wounded Angel And I Poem by ObiGod Chidi CC

THE ANGEL AND I

Hail wounded Angel! Gracious and faithful.
So honoured to minister at thine service.

Did you bring a good tidings so awful?
Almighty sent me with thy holy device.

Amen! Eloi has finally given me an answer.
Tale abound above of thee, sacred dancer.

But not like you that behold daily His presence.
Diligently on knees, we knowest not thy absence.

Ever will His servant be till his desire's met.
Now may I pull thine ears over this gift.

Did you engage in a high duel if I may bet?
Yea! That I may deliver that meant for thy lift.

I vow: your wounded arms won't be in vain.
Faithfully I'll serve Him despising the pain.

14th July,2014