Dare Poem by Jacob macharia

Waking up with a smile
Daring to forget yesterday's vile
With vigor to compile
All the life's handles
Before i reach the last hurdle.

The free gift of breathe
Endowed for the purpose of mirth
In this mysterious path
That sustains my growth
All to the destined faith.

Let me not capsize
Hold me without cease
Give me your comprise
Though i often despise
Thou shall not let me accomplice.

When i curiously roam
In the grounds of human foam
Bearing minimal or no gloom
Misjudged by the unfortunate crimes
Guide my feet to fame.

Even if i try to dodge
The inner feelings and urges
With my weak mentality i cant emerge
By myself i will only submerge
But thee on my side i see courage.

Woe unto my wicked feet
They lead me to awful fleets
All executable sensor blot
I hope your mercy will drip
And rescue my soul from rot.