Poem

WHERE DO I RUN TO?

Where do I run to? Where do I go to? Who do I explain to, when all are the same? When all are in same lane…

When the ones I quickly captured to open their eyes against my enemies, now joined them. Those that I licked my secrets to, in order to be wise and take caution against the wiles of the enemy have now partnered with them.

Those that I did all good to, just to groom them to stand, have foolishly joined them.

Those that I led, even while their leader is been stabbed, they kept moving, harmonizing and following those that stabbed me, where do I run to-who do I go to?

As if they had plan; I thought they had plan, too too early-they turned their backs on me…

Where do I run to? Where do I go to?

My loved one, whom I thought that was with me…just because of her divided attention, because the population were against me, just at my been stabbed, she got more confused, just like other friends winked their eyes while I was stabbed; she also backed off- whom do I run to – where do I go to?

My enemies became their best friends & companions, thereby stabbing me for the second time, I taught there were remnants, remnants I could run to , remnants that understood my innocence, but unfortunately they collected same knife from my enemies, while closer to me; stabbed me the more-oh! Who do I run to, where do I go to? I am hurt, deeply hurt…so hurt… only the Most-High that can heal this hurt- just the Most-High alone! Only He understands how deep my hurt is. O’ Father, Heal my hurt- a heart like yours, to accept them back, though I may not be able to forget the hurt, but not to hate them… because I have a target, an eternal home- that is where I will run to, that is where I will go to…

When they were spiritually sick, emotionally down, lonely and down casted, I was with each of them; but while I was stabbed and injured, all they could do was to wink their eyes and turn their backs on me as they continued with life as if we never knew each other. As if we never had anything in common- they continued with the new leader as if it was a game/fight of survival of the fittest- they went on with their activities- could this be addressed as wickedness of the heart, pretense or ignorance. I cared so well for each of them, but so soon they forgot all the wars we were fighting together, the unity and those who were against us- what then is our ‘church’ up to, when this is how they want to move on with?

Those that brought you to the Son, the light- you watched them been stabbed and you feel so comfortable and never bordered to ask about them or even go after them- you so relaxed in the midst of those who stabbed your savior-your leader…

Father give me the ability, never to hate…but to always love and pray for them…

I will always pray for you…

 

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