LETTING GO

After a heavy day’s meal,

I was tired of this life.

And so,

I decided to visit the afterlife.

I slept.

Not dead,

I woke up realizing that,

The breath of life,

Wasn’t from me.

The strength to survive,

Just from Him.

He set the ocean in motion,

And set the sun in the sky.

He set the pillars of the World in place,

And by His Grace,

We are now found in His secret place.

Look,

We don’t need airtime to talk to God.

But He gives us air from time to time to praise Him.

And so,

I know my God is able,

For His blood speaketh better things than the blood of Abel.

I will serve the Lord throughout my days.

With all my strength,

I will seek His face.

The extra oil,

To overcome the toil and spoil of this life.

Yet I refused to be used.

My lack of faith,

Made my salvation almost impossible.

They say,

Seeing is believing.

But I realized that,

Seeing is rather deceiving.

And so,

I’m letting go of,

Wrong thinking.

Stinking thinking got me sinking.

It got me sinking in the oceans of misconception.

Wrong belief.

Always seeking sweet words to relieve.

To relieve myself of depression.

Wrong confession,

Still echoes in the deserted lands of my heart.

My thoughts were determined by my situations.

From one church to the other,

I chased prophecies.

No longer changed my false prophecies,

The melody of His Love echoes.

I’m letting go of,

My sinful nature.

Look,

I thought I was just being mature.

Like a frog in summer,

I hopped from one woman to the other.

Never satisfied with what I had.

How do I move on?

When everyone I believed in,

Let me down.

When everything that kept me going,

Was nothing but ashes of my past life.

Letting go of the weight.

Like a boat,

I’m destined to float.

To overcome the storms of life.

My life was painful,

Now resentful.

A purposeful life ,

And life after death.

Lord,

Refine me,

Revive me,

And define me for your purpose.

I’ve got to let go,

So that I can grow.

Like a package software,

He is my all in all.

Almighty, All-powerful.

He made my life beautiful,

Meaningful.

Trust me.

He died so that I may live.

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. 

 

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