Running through the years
I stopped to catch my breath
It sweetly seemed so long a race
That I couldn’t see the end of the years
The starting point was simply a memory
Because it had become a physical illusion
Practically, every past distance was erased
And it represented a forgotten place.
The beginning was gone, yet the future remained unseen
I could only but reflect on the past and focus on the future
Because the sudden days were running by…

In all, I craved for a better tomorrow
I noticed that in the panting under the elements of ‘hustle and bustle’
Being beaten by the strokes of discord
And constantly chased by the winds of temptations
All seemingly a part of the unending race.
However,in the heat of the race,I still looked fresh
Slowly and steadily running to my desired prize
When the nights came, I endured the darkness
Praying my way through the evil forces
Patiently waiting for the joy that cometh in the morning…

Honestly, I realised that I am not where I want to be
But at the same time,I’m not where I used to be
For the goodness of my own couldn’t lead me this far
But its only the grace of God that continuously strengthens me
Keeping me in His love that lasts forever..

Life itself is that race that we run either consciously or unconsciously…!
As for me,I will give honour to God for His help through the years
‘Cos when I recall my darkest nights and remember my deepest fears
I know I have a great story to tell…

by
Ebisike Kenneth