May God Have Mercy Poem by David Oluwatobi Akinola

Depression is understatement of my situation;
Frustration is an understatement of my situation;
Pain is an understatement of what I’m feeling;
My heart is shrinking,
My brain is about to explode and my mind is uneasy;
I’m 6ft in the depths of loneliness,
I’m covered with sands of unhappiness
and on it is a tablet reading hopelessness.
What is good about life that makes it worth living?
Wouldn’t I be better after dying?
I wish for my demise,
Rather than let a bucket fill with tears from my eyes;
I sent a message to God, but his phone don’t take texts
I tried to give him a call,
But all my efforts were wasted;
I thought He never cared, but He’s been watching,
I thought He didn’t hear, but He’s been listening,
‘Coz before I knew it,
He took me to the edge of death
and I cried to him not to let me fall in;
He had mercy,
Later, I asked why God left me breathing,
I didn’t care if He was listening,
But He was listening,
‘Coz he stopped my lungs from breathing, and
my heart from beating
within a few seconds, I was deeply sleeping,
My body and its life were busy sleeping,
But my soul was busy walking.
while I was walking,
I came across a lake of fire that never stopped burning,
In that fire, I saw a beast inviting me to come in,
In drowned in fear, and shouted “Lord help me! ”
Without wasting time, I started running.
I woke up, and found four masked people around me;
They were standing
While I was weak and lying,
I thought I was in cult and they wanted to kill me,
Though I was weak, but I still shouted “Lord help me! ”

Sometimes we make sarcastic requests because of our situation; not knowing He’s listening and can give us just what we’re asking.