The Hands Of God
Rosualdo is just an ordinary person with an extraordinary God, who wants to spread God’s words and love through writing articles and poems.
As the needle of anguish begins to rain
my heart shouts for pain
and my strength starts to drain
when the grief reach my brain
As the knife of failures starts to chop
my energy moves to dip and drop
and my being can't stand the flop
when the damage begins to pop
As the fire of loneliness starts the turn
my happiness proceeds to dry and burn
and my mood stir and move to mourn
when sadness succeeded to upturn
As the hammer of adversities begins to pound
my life fall and collapse to the ground
and my spirit’s leverage turnaround
when it cannot penetrate the hardship’s mound
When I have decided to surrender
for my courage and strength lost the power
and the suffering and loss jumps to plunder
a hand touch and bring me to a strong tower
The hands of God cared to reinforce and revive
my weak and powerless spirit to stride
and enable me to prevail and to survive
from the loss and agony’s surging tide
It puts on a fabulous and tremendous joy
to set me free from unhappiness’ cloy
and gives enormous provisions to enjoy
to counteract the affliction’s ploy
© 2021 Rosualdo Ponce