Passing Shadows Poem by ObiGod Chidi CC

Passing Shadows



PASSING SHADOWS
We all are passing shadows
That go down with the sun of time.
If our shadows worth more than sparrows,
Why sell ourselves short just for a dime?


As for my shadow, God's image it follows;
Dark or fair, I'm still His concrete oracle.
To fill into my place in the cosmos' hollows,
This my passing shadow must do miracles.

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01-09-16.

Monday, January 9, 2017
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