The Malevolent Wind Poem by Anthony Obaro
The Malevolent Wind
There is a wind
that blows spears and swords.
It's been blowing
since the world saw
it's first day
and first night
sweeping susceptible souls
to where they abhor to be.
I know I possess no power
on my own
to withstand this wind.
But I beseech Thee,
oh, lord,
grant me grace
not to waver
but to stand solidly
till the trumpet sounds
or till my earthly journey ends.
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5/2/2024 1:34:06 AM # 1.0.0.1119
grant me grace. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.