Undying Hope Poem by Samuel Enrique

Undying Hope



I am like mount Zion;
A day will come when I will not be forsaken,
I will lead different nations,
Giving them His wise solutions,
For this is my confession and mission,
Initiating His information and transformation

People will call me a different name,
For my life will never be the same,
From a borrower to a supplier,
A transformation that will make me happier,
My weaknesses will become my blessings,
And my enemies will be my friends.

A sorry story transformed to glory,
And then I’ll rise from glory to glory

Transition
My quandaries have come to a halt,
All has been the evil Satan’s fault,
Now I can upsurge and fly,
Fly and never lie, for I have erudite not to cry,
I am more cognizant than before,
Jesus you’ve healed my tangy sore.

Monday, March 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: religious
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