BEHOLD; HE COMES
(Double delight Wednesday)

On a stead of holiness he rides.
A messiah fully ready to save his chosen few.

On a path filled with golden tar, He treds
Glory dispersing at every trot.

Through the thickets of lost hope, He bursts through
Bits of decimated hope steadily forming together

Through the fog of uncertainty, he emerges.
Every sound resounding like a loud bell, to rouse the weakened spirits of His beloved.

To every farmer with backs bent while tilling the ground for riches: BEHOLD
To every 'omoge' (young maiden) quietly humming the lost songs of old while the hairdresser performs her craft; BEHOLD.
To every stressed out 'Bobo' who is presently wiling away time by surfing at the office; BEHOLD
To every wife scrolling down the group chat while waiting patiently for the soup to quickly thicken so that she can return to the Telemundo; BEHOLD.
To every little one scribbling four letter words on the side glass of a wet car while the dad is honking at thinking of how to quickly make it home just in time to watch the Liverpool vs. Hoffeiham champions League match; BEHOLD
To the frantic looking bride to be who is currently sweating out how to put everything in order for the big event holding on Saturday; BEHOLD
To the tired photographer currently eating gala and taking huge sips from the la Casera can while waiting for the wailing child to be comforted in order for the picture to be taken; BEHOLD

Behold all, for your Savior is coming.
#BASHORUN

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