Tuesday, 23 February 2016

GRACE FOUND ME

Grace; I knew her from my youthful days
Days I couldn't even phantom my way.
Her beauty is that of a goddess
Great shape, great curves, yet she's so modest.

She's a princess in our kingdom
A pretty daughter of the greatest king
A great man who fears no war
Who himself is regarded as the law.

I knew her in my youthful days
"Mercy the light Queen'' is her mother's name.
I was poor and couldn't dine with the royal
maybe because I lack the understanding to be loyal.

Around my neck I grew up with beads of struggle
Catwalking in the wilderness full of troubles
Yet I didn't allow laziness to have its way
For, I know one day light will illuminate my days.

Mysteriously this day I walked past the camp of the Queen
Her light caught me and brought me to life, clearly keen
On my hustle to be the bread winner,
She invited me to dine with Grace her daughter
Now I'm on the royal table with kings even though I stutter.

I had a date with Mercy
And Grace found me worthy
Just like Esther in the holy book
I'm now a royal, sought after with a great outlook.

Yommybishop®......Feb,2016©
A poem of a bread seller turned story teller.
Olajumoke Orisaguna, now a motivational speaker.
"No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up."
Remember,If you want something out of your day, you must put something in it,
Don't count the days, Make the days count.

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