A nation bleeds
Her people groan
Heads bowed
Knees aground
Her cries for help are not in vain
But she despairs too easily
Forgetting the victories of years gone by
If it was not the Lord who has been on her side?
She would have been desolate, and empty
Begging for the crumbs of foreign nations
Would she hope again
In the valley of the shadow of death?
Would she remain strong and resolute in the face of Goliath?
The reign of darkness and terror
Is coming to an end,
Light is coming,
Behold, joy comes with it!
©Olamide Akappo,
October 22, 2020
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