I throw shattered glass in the air
Your skin became an altar With sacrifice upon sacrifice presented to God.
The point is, this poem is for those people who run away from succeeding by running on the wrong track. Who double their paces into hell in the name of 'living'.
In dire occasions of need, sometimes, the prayer you need to pray is to make a decision that would prove your loyalty to what is right, true and just as well as to who is right, true and just. In those moments, when said-decision is made, you are not just building your human-will to stand … Continue reading A Kind of Prayer
Will it have been any different if I was born in the time of Jesus - well not in the same year so that I wouldn't be killed by Herod but - in the generation of Jesus? Would it have been any different if I attended one of his sermons personally or ate from the bread and fish he had multiplied to feed people? Would it have helped me believe if I witnessed a miracle of Jesus or if I saw Him crucified?