Let Go and Let God
As men bring their broken marriage
To be reorganize to good
So i brought my broken dreams
To God, because he was my friend
But then instead of leaving him
In peace to work alone
I hung around and tried to
Help with the ways that were my own
at last i snatched them back and cried
"How can you be so slow"
"My child" he said "What could i do?
You never did let go"
Copyright © John Chizoba Vincent | Year Posted 2014
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