Spiritual Poems

Isaiah 43

Ahem! It’s the Creator
Your Mediator
Hand over the mic and just sit back
Till I give you a hand over your enemies’ back

I’mma stay cool when it’s hot
See Him change the game when it’s always hot
Always but, I snatch the mic
Like He’s a bad host; trusted my own psyche

I’m nervous!
Hold your nerves
You played your part
Now watch Me play the 2nd part

Look into My eyes
Stop the cries
Hear your first-born’s cries
And see it fulfilled in his eyes