Yours Poem by David Olughu

Yours



I was never always like this;
the smile, the joy, the peace, the love.
I used to not have all these.
Darkness built a dark nest in my heart.
There, dwelled hate as though it had become my fate.
Anger held me so tight in it's grasp.
I never had rest,
I never had hope,
I never had faith.
Feeling I was already too deep into sin,
I couldn't make a U-turn.
Instead, I ventured more into the dark despite the hurt and the burn.
Deeper and deeper I went,
more and more my soul wept.

In agony, my soul cried for help.
A Lover, as I was once told of, heard the cry and came to my aid.
He shined so bright, the dark could not stand because of the price He had paid.
And for the first time, I could see the reality of the path I walked.
The filth,
the pain,
the distress,
the torture,
the sorrow.
Nothing good was seen at all.
Vanity!

This Lover stared at me with a smile so wide,
it reconstructed me from side to side.
Carefully, by His holy hands, He led me out.
Raising me up again each time I fall.
Giving me strength to persevere and stand tall.
So I clung on to Him with all fervor.
Not wanting to leave His sight.
Because if He leaves, I'll be back in utter darkness.
Because if He leaves, I'll stumble into my initial mess.
So I follow his footsteps
and gain understanding of his precepts.
Now, I have been brought into the light.
So I scream,
"Being Yours forever will remain my delight."
I am Your own.
I am Your's.
I am Your mouthpiece.
I am TheMouthpiece.

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Tuesday, September 1, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: redemption
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