Shubey's Words

Shubey, 18, Poetry, My blog

My Savior

Because of him, I am able to breath.

I’ll stick by you, can’t take for granted and leave.

Others are too lost in ignorance, to observe beauty of your creations.

With such ones, I try to keep distant relations.

Father before all fathers, grand and heavenly.

Trying to pray every night, at some occasions I know you look down on me.

Due to twisted fantasies of a fanatic, and failure to combat it.

Mercy shown now but on the last day, no compliance will lead to havoc.

Must express to you, one who gets me through above all.

Always there from my joys to the fall.

One who gave his beloved son.

Service to him will never be done, remember when I began?

Short and four eyed with the small bible in hand.

Door to door returning to those who want more.

Know this life isin’t what you purposed for.

It’s uglier than Celie, so I keep on, waiting along your servants to be free.

We had no choice, trapped in such a situation.

Suffering from a range of complications.

The word says, we shall enter the kingdom through tribulation.

So I’ll grasp it, remain faithful until it’s over.

Seek remedies and survival, from great God, Jehovah.