RESTORATION

I am naught
But some call me naughty

II
I am naught
But I still own my breathing

III
I am naught
But I mostly feel like your diamond
You are Lord
You are God
So take me through and don’t be bored

IV
I see the tallest hurdles
Like fenced walls
I hear roars of lions, tigers, hyenas
In hungry high pitched voices
While vultures hover my sky
Praying for the hurdles to pave way
For the carnivores to work
So it will get my crumbs
I see your protection
You are Lord
You are God
Don’t be bored
In having me restored
When I am strength thawed
I am following
Because I know your right ways
Are thorny but serves perpetual honey
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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