The One In Control

The One In Control short poem

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Sometimes we all get to feeling
a little lonely and sad, sometimes the
darkness can be so overwhelming
there just doesn’t seem to be any
light to be found but don’t lose hope
God isn’t heartless and when you
need him he won’t let you down but
you get to give it all to him and let
all your sorrows go, the harder you
push the stronger he will resist ’til
you realize he is THE ONE IN
CONTROL…
So fear thee not oh no he is in
control, he is in control of the way
the four winds blow, he is in control
of the rain, the ice and snow, the way
the rivers and the oceans ebb and flow
and he is in control of your heart
mind, body and soul, no matter how you
want it to go, he is THE ONE, THE ONE
IN CONTROL!

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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Krish Chatakondu
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Thank you for removing those excess baggage…… at least for the moment….

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