Pain To Faith Poem by duke perry abrokwa

In the depths of my being, an infection did dwell,
A poison that threatened my body to quell,
So they cut through my flesh, with a surgeon's keen knife,
To take out what was poisoned, and give me new life.

My liver, once whole, now lay in pieces and parts,
A sacrifice made to heal my ailing heart,
As I lay on the table, feeling fear and pain,
I cried out for help, for mercy to sustain.

But in the midst of my agony, a light did appear,
A presence that banished my doubts and my fears,
A hand that held mine, a voice that spoke peace,
A love that would never, ever cease.

And as they stitched me up, and sent me to heal,
I felt a new strength, a new purpose to feel,
For in the pain and the struggle, I'd found a new friend,
A savior who'd stay with me until the very end.

Now I walk through this life, with a scar on my side,
But also a faith that can never be denied,
For through the pain of my surgery, I found a new way,
To trust in my Christ, every night and every day.