pedro moshood (29 february,1995 / lagos Island, Nigeria)
God of Individualism (psalm)
Oh lord, I shall wait upon you my God;
In life and death my voice shall praise your name.
I can feel it though I can see you not
In the flowing stream, stormy sea and still mountains.
You made the ugly and the beauty
According to nature, nations and their kinds.
I can feel the life fountain rhythms coursing in rhymes
Into the field, the basket fruits and our daily meals,
The nymph, elves, man and beast in different kinds.
You made the rain and sun to bring us relief,
And by your will you bring life from the deep.
O lord, I shall wait upon you my God.
In the wilderness and spring I am your lamb.
Everything you created within and outside the sun,
My lord, my God, is perfect. You give power
In perfection for man's good and evil with ends.
The infinite voice of the running spring,
Flowing into the withered root of divine tree,
That binds Christians, Islamists and traditionalists.
Does God prefer one of the branches to the other? but silently
I think that God does not judge by religion but deed.
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