For my God, family, and nation.
When I am down and am filled with troubles,
Torments, terrors, destruction, and rejection
People freely strikes my heart with verbal sword
I look up, close my eyes, quietly withdraw
Listen to nature’s sound, weep in silence.
Going to a great and deep battle
With enemies in front, rear, right, and left
Nowhere to escape, nothing to do but fight
When the battle blood reaches in the skies
Like eagle I lost my feathers and wings
I fall down, my body becomes tired
Suddenly, there’s Jesus who picks me up.
My heart jumps with joy, my eyes give tears of joy
God picks me up and washes all dirt and mud
He covers me in His warm great feathers
His arms comfortably embraces me
He calls me His son, I call Him FATHER.
He’s my life and my everything
At times, I am lost and fallen again
But He picks me up again and again
How I love the Supreme One forever
Copyright © 2009 by Obed Dela Cruz
(To use this poem in a legal way, you could email me in princeobed_dc@yahoo.com but of course, you cannot own the poem because it violates some of the law of informations systems and copyright)
(July 21,2009; Marikina City; 4: 50PM)
Obed dela Cruz
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