Retrospect


With a heavy heart i write,                       To kits and kins


My heart does but skip ,                          I think i'm better,

Tremble my fingers are,                           Neglecting the fact

Moist are my eyes                                   That i have defects



With the breath i have,                             Envy and greed i be

My health well to do,                               Of those that be,

My affairs are his care,                            Failing to accept

I still do not care                                     Some are worse than mine



His commandments i break,                    Passerby i be

Sins i commit,                                         In this world i live,

Hoping to change,                                  But yet i act

Still i do not                                           Like it is home



Life i live                                                My parents i detest

Like it is mine,                                       For being poor,

Neglecting the fact                                 Forgeting that

I live 'cos of HIM                                  My task is ahead



My sight looks the bad,                        Government i blame

Ears enjoys the uncouth,                       For the state of economy                                                      Tongues wallow at the raw,                  Ignoring the truth

Heart grateful to irrelevance                  That i play a part



I live today                                           Wealth i pray

As i wish,                                             Just to have,

And dream of tomorrow                      Complaining of work

Which is unsure                                    I should do



Mercy and grace, i enjoy                      Save me Lord

As promised He,                                  I'm feeling low,

And yet i think                                     Cos now i know

I'm best at deeds                                  I need you more



I quest for that                                     Let me live rest of life

Which i have not,                                 Doing your words and commands,

Forgeting to be thankful                       So when i die                                                                               For that i have                                     Heaven will be my home





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