Dearly Courage and Ghostly Fear
Oh my dearest friend
How courageous your spirit have got!
Speaking all those words your heart behold
To make me believe that all was true.
I do not hold your heart,
I do not control your brain;
I can’t stop you from this vast emotion,
In fact I even always thank God He give me someone like you
But then a ghostly whisper of fear
come and shake me,
the scar of a wound that once shattered my spirit,
the fear of a possible bloody cut refrain me.
Dearest if it’s God’s way to enlighten me
That some men are left with a heart and mind
crystal like conscience,
unstained by hideous lies,
then so shall I
by Gods intervention never doubt what your
heart had repeatedly been saying.
poem by Cherelie Bonsadan
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