He Forgets Me Not! Poem by Jude Ogunade

A thunderous lightning slapped darkness.
And love abounding in its richness,
Poured torrentially on the parched land.
The land that was but a sinking sand.

Ha, now see; the land has got some bones.
Now see mountains shimmering in their cones.
The deserts now sprouted some fountains.
The Balm of Gilead now soothes the pains.

No woman forgets her suckling child.
So it is with my God when he chides.
A woman may forget her pet child,
But my God will never leave His charge.

The chastisement is for upliftment.
The training is for development.
The ore so soon becomes glittering gold,
A glorious spectacle to behold.
Jude Ogunade
29/09/2025
Nkrankan, Eastern Region, Ghana.