Battle for souls
I heard some noise coming into my ear
The echoes of a dying souls
Are whispers on the wind
A mournful song,
A horn of sounds like thorns aloud,
Their noiseful resilience are swifter than leopard,
Souls of infants yet a dying flesh,
As a once lost wonderer, I gaze ear in listening
The memories that once burned bright are fading like the light from a dropping star,
So let the echoes from my past guide my step into this redemption,
And let this fading memories last still, till I reach the cross
Till eternity have I vowed Christ to be witnessed
Joshua Olagunju ©2023
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