left in captivity by the chains of doubt
lifted to a depth lower then the pit
set in a drought brought by my own wit
increased only to feel lower
to walk 1 step forward to feel 10 steps further
"I know and have your hope and future waiting declares the lord,"
but standing right there
the plot of adversity kept to hinder me forth
A PRAYER OF YEARNING
wailed for that luxury to know
before hardship determines what my future story beholds
PLEASE HEAR MY CRY LORD! ! !
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