BEFORE I DIE

Such a relief!

Prison is hell, unbearable and a crawling animal is more useful and has liberty.

I was behind bars and entangled in this world’s tabernacles  

Oh my God, I have wasted my youthful days

Oh my poor soul, what have I done to you.

I was blessed with wisdom but instead I effortlessly used it for earthly things.

I was such a fool I could have used my house as a place for believers to worship God instead of organizing events for people to engage in immoral acts.

Blessed is the man that mediates on the laws of God day and night, hmm my day and night was used for shopping, searching every needle hole for the latest fashion trends to take pictures.

 

All I sought in this world was fame and power

Those bad friends of mine lured me into thinking my beauty is the key to all my problems.

One’s enemies are closer than you think my dear.

Whether they were fortune tellers or soothsayers, I had no idea but their mission was to destroy my bright future.

Today, I have found my way to my father house, the lost son is home.

My soul rejoices for all my troubles are no more, the angels of the Lord are around me every second.

Great is thy faithfulness Almighty 

The blood of Jesus Christ has washed all my sins away

What do I have to do now?

Before I die, I spent all my in the house of the lord and spread his gospel to all nations.
Poem by: Portia Arthur