Me in 2018.

In all these words, I wrote for years,

Each poem released, mixed pain and emotion,

I sort an answer, to worldly questions,

Alone and broken, my words, my story.

I hid away, afraid to change,

Prepared for nothing, the future a danger,

High fears enfold me, sad times around me,

This city is broken, terror is now spoken.

I lower my pen, to hinder life’s crime,

Lesser torment from greed, no cash flow to ease,

Each bill to settle, grace cometh and met us,

Each debt now cancelled, family united and love it.

Away 2017, much blessings and glories,

Be still 2018, I long to rebuild me,

Words will help, God will save,

Here I surrender, life to find it.

By Julius Fa,