My day was awash with the stains of yesterday. Dull sorrow berated my bones. I feel so all alone. I claimed the gully as my home. No one shouted for me to get out so I felt life was something to mix about. Without a friend or care to share, I turned to the one who’s always been there – GOD.
I see you in my heart, but where do I place my teardrops when I can’t feel your cheeks? Don’t cause me to share. I often try to think I’m overdue and soon I’ll get to see you. Please don’t release your mercy from me. I’m not won over by slower thought forms designed by evil. I’m a believer and I don’t harm Holy people.
by Jerriè McGill