THE PATH HE MADE

That path He made
Has saved the day
He used a spade
But is still a way
All thought it fade
But it still did stay
A thorn here and there
But that is fair

II
That path neglected
Did work to save
Its line reflected
And led to a safe cave
Like the stone rejected
Which turned into the building’s Dave
The path has conquered
Though it was never pampered

III
Makes me want to cry
Like a mountain with gratitude
As to why I didn’t try
Like a Moses with attitude
I can’t help but sigh
Like the Israelites in multitude
So I worship the maker
Who acted like the dawn waker
And made the way like a good shaker
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

Tags #AFRICAN POETS, GOD, POEMS OF PRAISE, POETRY ABOUT GOD

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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