Poem: What I Believe, By Theodora Oyani

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Theodora Oyani

Theodora Oyani

Wait – ties that bind?

What do you want to believe?
The Glory is flowing,
Church is a joy
and my heart is rejoicing
for the life I am living.
I need to hold this,
I think I’m slipping.
Maybe it’s my eyes
that reach too much.
What is God?
Hunger, pain, the wrecking,
the loss.
It’s a fairy-tale, you are crazy
to follow a false respite
Be singing when
the rains come down.
I was touched, changed,
went out of shame.
I threw down the old,
I felt I could break
What I believe.
He picked me up,
washed my soul clean.
He’s holding my heart
I’m holding His hand.
It’s divine, purified,
this leap – song of mine.
The smile that I smile
when I know. . .
He is MINE.

Theodora, 16, is a young poet, she writes from Middlesbrough, UK. Email: imueti89@gmail.com

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