MY PRAYER
I work so hard to be someone,
Someone rich and well known,
I try my best all night and day,
I throw my lucks and also pray,
Hoping to stand firm and erect,
'But it seems all effort waste'
I try to love and also be loved,
'As the trees behold the wind'
I kept all my personal need,
And set apart all my pride,
Hoping that bliss'ill come an' stay,
'But it stand so far away'
I rushed everywhere down and up
With a strong heart full of hope,
I pray that he the all most high,
'will consider my silent cry'
And bring out help from nowhere,
Beyond my thought the one most rear,
That i may wipe off my tears,
And at last change my mourning wears,
WRITTEN BY
AYORINDE EMMANUEL OLOWOEYO
KNOWN AS' Kolawole Emmanuel
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