A MORNING PRAYER

A MORNING PRAYER 

 by Anuma Maxwell 

 I know they all saw me grow 

 And would wish to see me blow

  But no, it would be in their absence

  As my prayer rise like incense 

 We would move from home to Rome 

 And make Rome to be home 

 With God, we gonna reach the peak 

 Our cup would overflow and wouldn't leak

  Their plans against; in the end would sink 

 In Jesus name I write with this ink. 
 
Amen!!!

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