Poem -

The Son

I am the one, God’s Medium

My size way bigger than medium

No situation I can’t doctor

From the college of life I have a PhD call me Doctor

Each day I pray to my father kneeling at the altar

He inspires and revives my life always he alters

He shows me the way, no false prophets

I read the same book as them, they’re only seeking profits

So each day as I earn my bread

I will shine showing my true thoroughbred

Taking on the hardships of life for which I was bred

Being hardened like concrete

Choices made must be concrete

I am the centre, the sun

I am the one, no comparison

I look like daddy, Call me God’s - Son.

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Emma Theedom

You have real talent Everard! I love this Spiritual poem.

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