I’m a son so Prodigal
In other climes, I am viewed as a
Radical
And because of fear, I become a
Prisoner.
In short; a born Sinner.
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Filled with so much low self Esteem,
I walk through the much talked about
Valley.
The one where the shadow of death is
King;
Carrying so much baggage of Ruins and
Burdens.
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Frustration and despair feast on my
Fears,
Even the Atlantic sea can not wash
away the current of my Tears.
How much of these can I Bear?
Anger ripped through me.
Even addiction lured me into her Lair
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And then I saw Wolves,
Running towards me in Droves;
And I looked up, filled with Hope;
They’ve come to kill me and take me
Home.
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I must have been Hallucinating;
Because the pack stopped Running,
The Alpha came in all Royalty,
Scars and wounds so obviously Glaring.
And then it hit Me.
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Even with the battles and the War,
He stood Strong.
Now at that point of giving Up,
I remembered that special Word,
Said by the Virgin’s Son,
In that book of the evangelist; John.
I staggered and stood Tall;
And roared with Vigour;
I am……..god!!!!
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NB: Inspired by John 10:34… Jesus
answered them, “Is it not written in your Law, ‘I have said you are “gods”‘?

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No matter what you go through or
what you have been through; just
know you have the power to
overcome…..because He said so!!!
Shout with me….. I am….god!!!
www.realyans./2015/10/15/im-god/
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