It is clear—
Like the sunny sky.
I went through this wrong,
So why must I follow everyone,
Believe their description of Him,
When they never touched Him
Like I did?
I understand—this is faith:
Knowing you might be wrong,
But not caring.
This is it, the final nail—
I shall carve my path,
With Him as my guide,
With pride and strength.
And if I am wrong?
So what.
This is my faith—
My unstoppable force,
My unmovable mountain.
— Oyeneyin Olufemisayo A.
Jun 22, 2025
Jun 22, 2025 at 6:27 AM UTC
It is clear—
Like the sunny sky.
I went through this wrong,
So why must I follow everyone,
Believe their description of Him,
When they never touched Him
Like I did?
I understand—this is faith:
Knowing you might be wrong,
But not caring.
This is it, the final nail—
I shall carve my path,
With Him as my guide,
With pride and strength.
And if I am wrong?
So what.
This is my faith—
My unstoppable force,
My unmovable mountain.
— Oyeneyin Olufemisayo A.