Thr Man Who Died Poem by Mfonobong Ituen

Thr Man Who Died



THE MAN WHO DIED

Once upon a man
For love's sake
The dead course he took

He need not do
But he did
All way from father's house
to whom he love who never cared

He wasn't his people's choice
yet He choosed to come
A selfless price he paid

As a dove he moved
On to mend em
'He is not worthy ' they said
But was worth it I heard

The sands he walked on
The pains he bore
The love he had
The dead he died

HEAR
the unhealed wounds cry
SEE
the undried tears flowing
Into the deserted heart 💓
LOOK
Into the wounded heart
open still and till no time

THE MAN WHO DIED
The Saviour He is
For truly, He saved me
Till my incorruptible being
This will be my gain

#the_acknowlegement ☺️☺️
_Ituen, Mfonobong (funkysink ✍️)

Tuesday, July 28, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: belief,christianity
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Mfonobong Ituen

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St Luke's hospital, Uyo, Akwa Ibom State
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