A Poem: A Fixed Heart*

A free moral agent
That on his heart has a dent
He's a manipulated man
His decisions are always in front of a fan


Life has tossed us all
At some point, we had no one to call
But let all wheels be broken
My heart, from you Lord will not be taken


Poverty poured hot water
Disappointment came in letter
Dejection gave me a crown
Yet, from you O Lord, I won't back down


Futile efforts almost tore me
I struggled to be the better me
People began asking, "Are you sure God is there?"
Sticking to you Lord, is a decision, so rare


Wicked men pushed my face to the wall
Hatred gave a tackle that made me fall
But my eyes are fixed on the Glorious Lord
Though, bound in hopelessness cord


The skies gave no rain
In dryness, I was in pain
Very hard, life shot its dart
One thing is sure, I have a fixed heart.


© Daniels Pen ™✍️✍️✍️ 2020.