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Aug 2019
There had been and in days we were in distress
On a highway zigzagging steeply down into darkness
Letting truth roll off your back like water
Stones that make a river strong were put in order

Like waters we were formless and shapeless
Our presence's absence in the eyes of princes
From the source of a fountain we were mixed with mud
From a foetus in a womb to the world a lad

Swayed back & forth from side to side
Like winds with no direction forests slowed us down
Excitement, a friend of death, brought forth a tide
Whenever we rose up gravity pulled us down

But like a hen hatches eggs, like a rose sprouts petals
Like a seed germinates, or in the sand finding glittering diamonds
The Most High then pulls us out of the furnace
And like smelted and refined gold, we ought to dwell in His embrace
GOD carries me like an eagle
Maduchi
Written by
Maduchi  M/Blantyre, Malawi
(M/Blantyre, Malawi)   
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