This Mystery Poem by okot innocent angeeyo

It never was a word in my vocabulary
It, too was not seen in my sight
Neither did my heart know it
In peoples’ fairy tales I heard of it
Always.
In their happiness, they say
it dwelled.

Yet, still I didn’t see it
Let alone understand
This mysterious thing.
The few who have, say
it heals Dragon bites,
it strives amidst Tsunami
it’s the light that will lead
Lucifer to hell fire.

Till you, like
Gabriel on Judgement day,
Like
A Labour woman giving life another seed
Of virtue,
Like
A lion rescuing its cub,
From burning bush fire
Gave it to me and taught
Me, how it works.
Healed my soul with
It.
Renewed my entire being by it
Now I know its called
LOVE OKOT P’ ANGEEYO