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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