Hope in the Lord
Fetters of discomfort may seem to settle
Fanning the embers of unease in us
That no exit is there, like in a sealed bottle
But, recall you: our Comforter is in us!
Wounds of poverty may seem incurable
Disrupting the veins of peace in our lives
That no bliss will in our hearts rumble
But, remember you: the Prince of Peace in us lives!
Blizzards of misfortune may seem eternal
Fluffing the ways of our potential bright day
That no grace on us will fall, these vibes are final
But, cheer you up: our Redeemer is the way!
poem by Stain Katuli (2012)
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