Freestyle Praise

One that needs no leverage

That usurps protocol for fledglings

One that is King

Yet dines with the savage

One who condemns not

Who loves, and maketh whole

One who soothes

Even the adamant

One who is, was

And is to be

One whose robes

Healed and still heals

One that directs the traffic of life

My ‘yellow fever’

One that is forever

Making ways to quench my strife

My ‘Baba nla’

He sits quiet

Yet sees it

All, vivid than Plasma

My rock

Steadier than Gibraltar

Holy Spirit His avatar

Dictating o’clock

My God

My sure banker

Steady as ever

I rest assured

My peace

My source

I’ll praise

Your resource

- By Jefumare © 2012