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1.6k · Jun 2018
Praise
Jean Mombeyarara Jun 2018
The scourge of praise
sits within the song of praise.
The mind of praise
a fleeting duality.
The heart of praise
awaits at the sharp bent.
Praise like a bubble
is formed and slowly pops.
Praise wears clean linen
just once at the weekend.
Praise wears gloves
just a little during the storm.
Praise shall reveal
the scars of mutilation.
The scars of praise
are caused by the song of praise.
Lost at the birth table
Praise could not stand a chance.
Beware of praise
praise is your best enemy.
388 · Jun 2018
Look Within
Jean Mombeyarara Jun 2018
When loves stares and looks away
and bounds of hell loom,
the eyes of heaven keep watching
as the storms of the mind rage.

When the sun of darkness rises
and the voice of faith faints,
the thumb of darkness presses
to keep life half asleep.

When the water of life rages
and life's waves smack your face,
the locked door of life opens
to let the light of hope in.

— The End —