JEHOVAH PROVIDES

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

Can I have some more?
Can I have another dose?
It gives me strength to endure,
I think it is my cure.

You call it pain I call in wine,
You fear it from distance,
I sleep with it every time
As I wake up it always abides.

My friend since an age,
My loyal servant as I find,
It wakes me up in the middle of the night,
Wears different mask every time.

Yet it comes to me and I fear it,
Now I fear it no more,
It has worn so many masks,
I discover it the second it strolls

Keep coming keep going,
Keep troubling yourself,
You have lost your luster
With me myself

Jehovah jhira shall always provide,
No fear of failure,
He is the security of very life,
Keep venturing to me demise.


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