by Anita Omosivwe
I slip into these shoes And I become you I feel the pangs of hunger The plight of suffering And a troubled state of mind I walk around in these shoes And your pain becomes mine Those with meagre opportunities That don't see as much of God's goodness As they should The oppressed, voiceless Cheated and deceived I experience your joys I'm in awe of how you never quit With resilient smiles that dispel hopelessness I borrow your skin And apathy, judgementalism and selfishness Are replaced With compassion, love, and sacrifice But these feelings aren't expressed because I'm a good person It's our loving, kind and merciful God Probing me He feels our pain He sees our cries And He sends help I can do something and I must
Anita Omosivwe is a newbie writer, mustering the courage to put herself out there. Her works offer words that are not just beautifully written but encourage us to be better versions of ourselves and contributors to the growth of our society. She hopes to be a voice to the voiceless and put smiles on the faces of people. Check out her blog at auniqueicon.qubwebs.com
Lovely ๐๐๐
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Wonderful! ๐ I’ll be expecting more.
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