Tell Them

Mark my days with your words,

Shape my walk with you tales,

Turn me into a story,

Explain my doings until their glass is full,

Bring belief to men who cannot dream.  

Mark my days with your faith,

Stroke my existence with the power of a professing tongue,

Believe with such might until you recreate truth,

Clarify my intent and bring the broken,

Let what you know guide them to me.

Before I could embrace the sun’s beauty, the night ruled,

Before they will understand me, there will be darkness,

Slow them down with your faith,

Be their light…the keeper of my aftermath,

Reflect my radiance in your walk.

Before I could be whole,

Before I could make wonders,

I too was blind,

Mark my days, regard my journey,

Bring the masses to the light.

By Badilisho

http://ibwriting.blogspot.com