My Dream Poem by Lawrence s. Makola

I saw my self going through a cave
It was too dark I couldn’t see my hands
I could smell darkness
And touch its fair
It was as if I am with it
Its presents was too strong

The voice shouted in a corner
The shout was so huge even the cave was shaking
I went down to my knees
I wanted to know what was wrong
The voice said: my time is over
I am left with hours to my life

I pleaded deeply with the thing
For the second chance
I was told I was given plenty of chances
But even the single one was not used well
Instead I found pleasure in my activities
My memory struck me and I succumbed

The voice went on and said thank you
I said for what?
For being my accomplice in the world
You turned away from the Lord
In order to worship me
I said I didn’t but it said you did

I realized my purpose to the world
Was to serve the Almighty
But I gave in to the demands of Satan
To preach his gospel to the dying nation
But I choose to indulge in sin
Continued cursing the Jesus of Nazareth

I saw that my life was going straight to Hades
I told the voice I do not know you
The voice said is too late
No repentance at this point
I cried a lot and I started running
My name was called out
I woke up and it was my mother
I then realized it was a dream