Lean on Me, Child

Despair and despondency as you hit the peak of your worst nightmare,
You reach out in search of hope, but, you’re like the blind, groping in the dark,
Lost in blank empty thoughts, tears well up and stream down your face endlessly,
Everything you believed in and worked for has crumbled, like a pack of dominoes,
The special delicacy you once relished has lost all its sweetness to your palate,
Life in itself has become a daunting unbearable task, a dark lonely road,
You desperately search for a reason to live and carry on, but you find none.

You cry out in tears,
“Hold me close, never let me go. Let me hear Your voice, only You can save me”.

Silence.

Then, He replies,
“I’m closer to you than your next breath, I’m here for you. I will help you go through it and give you strength for every step of your journey, I will not desert you.”
“Lean on Me child and I will give you rest”.

Daily Prompt: Relish

The Search for HopeA Sky for You

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Secret Admirer…💝

You hardly notice me,
I constantly stalk you.
We only say hello,
But you fill my thoughts.
I like how you smile,
I fret when you stress,
So crazy about you,
My heart is in chaos.
Help me!

Daily Post: Chaos

The Search for HopeUnrequited LoveFrom Romeo to Juliette

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God- My Constant

Through the changing phases of my world and the different stages of life,
Through the motions of the day and the slumberings of the night,
Through the fearful forests of the unknown and the steeply stairs of the known,
Through the innocent tantrums of childhood and the rebellious times of teenagehood,
Through the lone days of spinsterhood and the busy times of parenthood,
Through the moments of painful lacks and the seasons of joyful feasts,
Through the unpredictability of life’s course and the certainty of death’s alley
Amidst the hurts, joys, heartbreaks, blessings, challenges, setbacks, disappointments, promotions, etc. etc.
I find One who is always constant, always reliable, ever faithful, ever loving, unchanging, unfailingly, no sleeping nor slumbering, all-sufficient, all-powerful, our ever present help in time of need, He never leaves us nor forsakes us,
He is the Lord our God and we can trust Him.
He is my Constant in an ever variable world.

 

In response to the daily prompt: Phase, Childhood

My African Experience

Yes, I’m an African, no need to bore you with the details
But when I think of chaos, my lovely country comes to mind.

Imagine this-
43°C hot scorching sun burning and bearing down on your skin,
Leaving you clammy, soaked and almost drowning in your sweat
Car horns blaring your ears to deafness;
Traffic signs and lights broken down completely
With no hope for repairs,
Hence, cars blaring their way through traffic
With one traffic warden directing traffic on a cross-road??
Two or more drivers arguing with one another
Over who is at fault for the accident that just occurred,
With no insurance cover, anything can happen;
While too many public transport bikes popularly called “Okada”
Zoom past traffic so noisily, with some meandering manoeuvres

Public buses crammed with the sweaty and smelly;
Food hawkers calling out for some patronage;
Sirens blaring down the road demanding cars give way-
Sirens of the governor’s entourage not the emergency services;
People crossing roads at different angles and sides
Irrespective of the apparently busy road;
Bus conductors screaming bus stops names,
Shouting on passengersto board or alight,
As well as screaming the bus fare in their ears;
Refuse and dirt lying about here and there;
Electric generators humming outside every house and office
Due to no electric power supply, emitting poisonous gases;
Endless queues of cars and jerrycans at the petrol station
Due to shortage, scarcity and even hoarding of petrol;
Taxi driver and passenger on one corner in a heated argument
Over over-priced fare and non-payment of stipulated fare;
Now, that’s Chaos!

Some towns have achieved a certain 3rd grade sanity,
But others are still victims with no hope in sight.
Chaos!

Nevertheless, I still love my country warts and all
For there’s no place like home sweet home

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