I will be there

I will be there long poem

I will be there…

I was wrong to judge a man by his face

I thought I could get it right by the way he looked at me,

The way he talked to me

Or the way he smiled.

I thought I could get the right answer to my pondering questions.

Questions that asked me why I thought the way I did.

In knowing later the much I needed to understand, that you can never learn the heart of a man from the face

I shifted my judgment to the man’s chest.

The him inside the self I judged.

I was wrong to think wrong,

Wrong I was to judge otherwise.

Justice does not mean the bad guy goes to jail

It just means somebody has to pay for the crime.

They say it is not living that is important,

It is the living rightly.

Bad have I put hideous conclusion on un-evidenced thoughts

I have nailed the righteous heart on the walls of unrighteousness

Condemned his word by a saying they once told too long ago.

I plead forgiveness for fears that never were.

Now I cry, knelt, bestowed aside the stream of blood dismayed.

Sweat of hope streaming down my temples

Tears of helplessness cascading down my face.

“I see light in your eyes

I hear a sweet melody in your voice.

I see the future through your soul

Got hope from your heartbeat.

When I fall you pick me up

I feel your love deep inside me

I feel it burning

I am ashes to your love.

Ashes rising like dust.

I will not stop till I get there

I will never back down no matter what

I will be superman for our love

I will fight till the end,

Because without you there is no me.


He would say

A love sweeter than sweet coconut on my thirsty tongue

A love as condensing as cucumber upon my lashes.

A love that makes me cry

And cry I shall for a man I never saw.

God anoint us!

If you look into my eyes you see the pain long-lasting to see you.

If you look at my smile you see nothing

But just the satisfactory of a half satisfied thirsty virgin.

If you strip down my shirt you will see bruises that I backed off.

Grenades that I caught for us to never separate.

If God lets me live, I will achieve more than Juliet ever did for Romeo.

I would fight for us,

Catch more bullets and grenades thrown at us.

I would go through those tunnels cursed and condemned

Knowing that no pain ever lasts forever, God will see us through.

I would then die for you,

Knowing that I have left us content to have all that we cared,

All that we ever desired and needed was us

Unconditionally together and never apart.

Because you are my other soul; you are half my soul.

If that’s what it takes

I swear I will even surrender my body

For my heart and soul I have already done.

“I surrender everything

To feel the chance to live again

I reach to you I know you can feel it too

We will make it through.

A thousand dreams I still believe

I will make you give them all to me

I will hold you in my arms

And never let go

I surrender


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Poet, Word Composer, Writer, Speaker, an All-round Activist.I love poetry for in thee I find solace and peace. I find a platform to express myself without limits and share courage without denial. I have published two books. My Quiet Place and Confiance; an anthology of poems and a novel respectively, which are already on sale. I will never stop writing because I have already started......
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