Just when i tried much to behave
Keeping distance
Still and quiet at the corner
I missed knowing the name
Worse, what remained was a voice with no face
In plain white shirt and sneakers
I guess, his the male version of me
This is not a love talk
Maybe it is, in Romans 5 he shared
"When we were scarce of rigtheousness, He died on our behalf"
Barely slept the night before
Too weak to accomodate a conversation
I listened keenly though
To you young man, keep the zeal
Strange meeting, who can tell
Your passion for the Lord
A hope for a fruitful double
Maybe not you in particular
With certainty, a prince, God meant for me
One of His children who will serve Him faithfully
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