Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2020
I was desperate and lost and he said here I am come quick your bruised
I ran to him and he gave me a doze
Before I could get full charge of me again, I tip toed off
Ran to find the glitters I once hunted for
I then found treasure and lived a happy soul
In no time flipped, down to the ground I went, bruised again.

Couldn’t move so he came close to me, took charge till I started smiling
Little did he know I was off to make more struggles
I went searching for him perhaps his righteousness but never found him
I rashed and did all I could in vain, in time loosing precious things
Tears flowed in my ignorance for my forever search is what I ignored for ages.
He wasn’t far my, thoughts were
I distanced myself from his Grace
It was only to search within myself though my mind wasn’t natured by instincts
#herdsmanofprogress
#herdsmanofprogress
Thomas Bron Mukama
Written by
Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
80
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems