I Plea Unto Thee Poem by Kayanja Ronald Edwin

Whisper to me oh good Lord
As I tread upon this dark path
Searching myself in this large painting
Declaring everyday as history
After the sun has dived below the mountains

I wish to a paint a life,
On earth's wide canvas
Running brushes on her surface
And signing on her edges,
Marking my name through ages

Should i be good,
Let it be in color
As I slay these dark spirits
And let the angels sing,
Blowing trumpets so loud
For a battle won of flesh

But I hope am never bad
That its sprayed in black and white
As I fall prey to this hungry beast
Waiting to tear apart my soul
Separating me from your spirit.