When I stray like a free range chicken
He draws me like Michael Phelps free stroking
Just when my head needs comforting
He gets there like Usain bolt sprinting
I know not wat d future is saying
He calms by saying wat deep sinks
Hope he gives. Assuredly.
He's a person, only i can't see.
When i starve like a lost soldier
He takes me to December,
where my chickens become turkey
When its cloudy and i cant see
He brings light like the sun in the middle of summer
When im down like a grounded Boeing
He gets me fly, im like Air force one
Im so cold, standing in the winter heat
The way he warms me, u'll think I had the chilli peppers
He's a person, I need him more
The person of the Holy spirit
(c) kennisblegad 2010.
Me, love this too much! You crack me up with this one though, "When i starve like a lost soldier
ReplyDeleteHe takes me to December,
where my chickens become turkey"
You remind me of Naijaland. LOL
Great words bro :)
- LDP
how i love this...... u write really good bro..... keep it up....... i need that person more too for real
ReplyDeletethank a lot @Samuel. lol. I dnt knw where the humour came from. inner peace I guess.
ReplyDeletethanks @Her thoughts. we all do have him d@ gentle spirit. only we got be regular in contact with him. thanks for following.
Peace!
The Holy Spirit *sigh* I love Him.
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting Jaycee. Its great pleasure having you
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