It’s another weekend! Where the light shines no more At the the tunnel’s end Unless we decide to roar. Life has come to a limit. As everyone is in remit, To their weaknesses And not just sicknesses. Soon looms another year, As December is here. January is yet pending, And we all hope to be there. But where are the hopes? Our past ambitions, Those dreams we shared with the popes, And our prayers of petitions. Whatever we hoped to taste, All seems burnt to waste. We asked for money, But we only got to sip honey. We prayed for grace, But our faces fell in grease. Maybe it was not your time, So God didn’t give you a dime. But if you are reading this rhyme, Know ye that you are about to shine.
It is our desire to poetically inspire, motivate, intrigue, inform and educate with fun and pun. Your delay in life should not put you to dismay. God takes time but He surely hears you and comes when it is your day.