So, how do I do this?
I have a message to convey,
But I don’t know how,
Do I write a poem?
Or compose a song,
Do I write an essay?
Or an article,
Do I use my voice?
Or my pen?
Alright,
a poem it is,
It’s kind of a riddle though,
But you will get the gist.
Who am I?
You run to me when all is lost,
You give me gifts without a cost,
You seek my counsel when you are caught,
In the midst of troubles,
In the sands of life.
Who am I?
You run me down without a thought,
To me criticism is a norm,
You fear the possibility of Eternal Death,
And so you cling to me in a grasp,
A grasp of Death.
Who am I?
You Love me on Sundays,
Like me on Mondays,
Loath me on Tuesdays,
Discuss me on Wednesdays,
Lie to me on Thursdays,
Bury me on Fridays,
Resurrect me on Saturdays,
Looking forward to Sunday.
Who am I?
I try my best to convince you,
To give you a Future and a hope,
But though my best I give to you,
You keep me waiting devoid of hope.
Who am I?
Hearing my voice is a sweet sorrow,
My words you say are difficult to follow,
To heed my instructions is torture to you,
Except of course you understand too.
At this point you should at least have of me a shadow,
And yes your guess was not shallow,
Permit me to introduce myself with Prestige,
For I deserve more than biscuits,
I am THE ALMIGHTY GOD,
The MAKER of the HEAVENS and the EARTH,
I love you too much to let you go,
You have gone through too much to suffer alone.
I am THE ALMIGHTY GOD,
And I have an unending burden,
I want to guide and protect you,
But I need your hands to lead you right,
You do not believe in me,
But I have always believed in you,
You blame me for crimes I did not commit,
But still I Love you,
I am THE ALMIGHTY GOD,
Walk before me and be thou perfect.
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