'Black and Bleeding'
Heart naked I lay here
Black and bleeding,
Yet very blessed.
I am reluctant
But not pressed.
I greet you pleasantly.
Without guilt or blame
My terms I name.
Tumultuous is my truth
And not transitory,
I have been taught
To let the tide of tears
Be the speaker that bears
The true story, the real tale
For I am but female.
Almost ancient and ardent
Set apart neither to complain
Nor hide the pain
That I bare with Christ
Never repressed nor forgotten
And mellowed by human plight
My heart rises to a height
Consistent with my conscience.
Deep within my darkest silence
Is where my innocence resides.
I would love to be your 'cheer leader'
But would you let me in, or see me out?
Neither rumbled nor beguiled
I stand beside you, and behind you,
As sweet honey dropping dew.
Steady but not stagnant.
Steadfast and spontaneous
Will be my only response to you.
I am reverential as an angel
Tranquil, and all encompassing.
When alone and abroad,
I am uncovered and hailed
Yet at home, with you
I am hidden and veiled.
Why be so fear-filled?
Hear the voice crying out to be heard,
And screaming, to be honoured by you.
Does it seem so impossible?
Not here, from where I stand
So steadfast but spontaneous.
Never stagnant, ever ready
I would respond to you so steady
If you'd but let me.
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Poetry by Rev.Bola <Ibeji>
(copyright: 3Jan12 -ARR)
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Heart naked I lay here
Black and bleeding,
Yet very blessed.
I am reluctant
But not pressed.
I greet you pleasantly.
Without guilt or blame
My terms I name.
Tumultuous is my truth
And not transitory,
I have been taught
To let the tide of tears
Be the speaker that bears
The true story, the real tale
For I am but female.
Almost ancient and ardent
Set apart neither to complain
Nor hide the pain
That I bare with Christ
Never repressed nor forgotten
And mellowed by human plight
My heart rises to a height
Consistent with my conscience.
Deep within my darkest silence
Is where my innocence resides.
I would love to be your 'cheer leader'
But would you let me in, or see me out?
Neither rumbled nor beguiled
I stand beside you, and behind you,
As sweet honey dropping dew.
Steady but not stagnant.
Steadfast and spontaneous
Will be my only response to you.
I am reverential as an angel
Tranquil, and all encompassing.
When alone and abroad,
I am uncovered and hailed
Yet at home, with you
I am hidden and veiled.
Why be so fear-filled?
Hear the voice crying out to be heard,
And screaming, to be honoured by you.
Does it seem so impossible?
Not here, from where I stand
So steadfast but spontaneous.
Never stagnant, ever ready
I would respond to you so steady
If you'd but let me.
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Poetry by Rev.Bola <Ibeji>
(copyright: 3Jan12 -ARR)
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Title :'JOY ANGEL' /Oils - Prayer Art by Rev.Bola <$55>
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