"PURGING LIGHT" BY ABDULMALIK YAHYA

I wish yesterday were a replay,  

But let’s talk about today.  

Lord, forgive me for my sins;  

I know You still believe in me.  

I never meant to be mean,  

But everybody knew me.  

As long as You reign,  

I know You’ll still shower me with gain.  

Today is filled with pages,  

Flipped through ages…  

I thank You for today,  

Tomorrow is a canvas, undressing.  

Your blessings have taught me lessons,  

Lord, forgive me for my sins;  

Never again will I lose my way.  

Heaven’s gates swing open,  

Forgiveness is our hoping.  

Humanity is wounded,  

Our voices, prayer-rooted.  

Wash away our pain, O rain,  

While You shower us with love’s toil.  

Perhaps this drought is Your route,  

Guiding us toward Your sprout.  

I wonder how my sins  

Cloaked me from Your light.  

Yet now, the chill wind blows upon us  

The spirit of delight.  

© ABDULMALIK YAHYA

(The Punsmith)

®15-03-2025

The poet persona speaks to The Almighty God. The voices of the poem feels apologetic for his sins and askes for forgiveness. The bard prays for more passion from God.