My eyes are fixed on a goal,

Far more important than gold,

Is the crown of life.

If doing this makes me a crazy guy in the eyes of the world.

Then I’m okay with it.

But note that I’m not crazy for the things of this world.

For we are in the world

But we are of the Lord.

The world made me groan in pain

But the Lord makes me grow ,in His name.

He met me at the point of my need.

In a flash, he came to my rescue at top speed.

He takes away all the stress

And frees me of my distress.

He died so that I may live.

He has given us Assurance

Much more than wealth,

He has given us the assurance of life.

He gave to our generation, salvation.

And to our race, Grace.

It’s time to let go of the world.

Come to the Lord.

Seek His face and embrace His Grace.

Praying for more Grace.



This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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