A LEADER’S CRY

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    A LEADER’S CRY


    God has made me an achiever and I’ve reflected it
    He has sure helped me set a standard people recon with

    For this reason lots now look up to me
    For this reason lots have come to respect me

    But for sometime now I’ve being feeling out
    For some months now I’ve been out of game

    No one seems to see it just yet
    As my repute still speaks for me

    I need help as myself I can’t feel no more
    I’m struggling to keep up but slide and slide

    Just cause of the standard I’ve set
    Don’t mean I don’t sometimes trip

    I may appear strong without
    But within I experience mood swings

    Suddenly lost the zeal for God’s house
    Church programs cum gatherings

    My room is now my only shield
    Indoors is the best place I now want to be

    I lost zeal to mingle even with loved ones
    And things that once brought me joy

    Few keep asking why I’m scarce
    When only themselves they only care about

    Others were occasionally disappointed
    As they still expected so much I couldn’t offer

    How could I explain what I feel not having the words?
    As tears where the only expression that came handy

    Those were my moment of drought and waiting
    A time I so much craved for help and much love

    But rarely got in human not even friends
    Cause all I could say was just pray for me

    But many felt I should be the one offering the prayers
    Of course on their behave and keep urging them on

    These are the cries of a leader so much admired

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    LEAKINGPEN commented on A LEADER’S CRY

    08-31-2009

    For so many years I've been trying to write down words to express what I've been feeling and each time I came up short. But here, words from another, has said everything I wanted to say. Im feeling this poem to the fullest. This is the first of yours that I've read but Im definitely going to read the rest. Come check me out sometiime!!!!

    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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