REALITY

REALITY

Sometimes I am truly amazed with myself about
All of the poems that I’ve written over the years
But right then reality starts to sink in
Which allows me to shed joyous tears

For everything that was written
Had not really come from me
I receive the words through God's Holy Spirit
To minister His Word and destroy the enemy

Satan creeps into our lives
In so many different ways
God and His word is the antidote
That blesses us for all our days

I’ll wait with anticipation for whatever He gives me
Until the day when God decides to call me home
I believe that I will know when that day arrives
When God tells me that this is my final poem