The dubious lark of prophets,
The great Creator's promises,
Then, Isaiah did sound it;
Just like a resounding gong,
Shouting gong of promises.
Like a pot filled and poured,
Fulfilment of the sound,
God's own son being birthed;
Joyous smile of the star,
Government upon his shoulder.
Became sin, slain and was slaughtered,
All, not for him but for us all,
Deceased lamb now a living King;
We have gotten a peaceful King,
Government upon his shoulder.
Soon, return he as a lion,
With a Sceptre to judge our deed,
Hark!, Prince of peace will come soon;
Hark!, indeed, the lion will come,
Isn't the government upon his shoulder?
The Promised One
Christianah Eneze
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 12/24/2021
Poet's note: The poem was written December 2021 to every believer in Christ.The feeling of joy and hope of his coming is what is being expressed. The poem is about Jesus Christ, his birth and the hope of his coming back.
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Poem topics: god, peace, smile, son, star, great, return, judge, king, sound, government, shoulder, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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