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    I Believe
    (When faith seems to fail)

    Submitted By: Nkiru Njoku

    My child lie sick...him slowly dying
    I run to Doctor, he say not to worry.
    It only a fever, with time it surely pass,
    It happen to children his age all the time...
    But fear grip my heart and tell me, 'him lying!'

    So I run to Reverend and cry hot tears,
    'My son him dying and Doctor say it fever!
    Tell me Reverend, what I do now for my son?'
    Reverend say, 'nothing...just believe he be okay,
    Our God have healing powers, you've nothing to fear.'

    Then I dry my tears and go on home...
    To my quiet, empty house - but now I believe.
    Not because Reverend say so; much more than that.
    Because The Big Book say so and now I remember.
    And so I believe my son be okay...Him make him whole.

    Knock, knock on my door...go on, break it down!
    Early morn and you wan give me migraine!
    Who that be, I ask myself...then I'm scared.
    No way, it not be Doctor with bad news...is it?
    Not when I believe, Him not let me down, not now?

    As I walk to the door, my heart it grow cold,
    My body it shiver, my tongue; it turn sour.
    'This can't be no fever, Oh Lord, not me too?'
    But I go on and at last I reach the door...
    And who stand there but Doctor - a sight to behold.

    'Madam, we try, we do our very best...'
    'Tell me no more!' I scream as I fall,
    You say it surely pass, Reverend say, 'believe'.
    And believe I did...believe me, I did!
    The Book say that my part and Him do the rest...

    Ah! My life, my lonely, lonely life,
    My husband - him go a few years ago,
    And all that I have -my son, him go too.
    Tell me what I must live for if not my death?
    I not bother 'bout life no more...let me just die!

    'My child, my child...its I your Heavenly Father,
    I see what happen, I not blind at all...
    My daughter, I hear your cry, of course I not deaf,
    I sit hear in Heaven and watch the whole earth,
    So when these things happen, believe I know better.'

    'Your husband; your love, him up here with Me,
    It better'n the sickness that wan ruin your lives.
    How you like I leave him there and you die of strain?
    I not human My child, but I know about pain.
    And that why it better him up here with Me.'

    'As for your son, my child; him up here also.
    And I know you wonder why I let that happen...
    I know what I'm doing, I'm the all-knowing God,
    The evil one him try to rule your dear son's life,
    But I step in fast and save his almost lost soul.'

    'So wipe your tears, lift that head and look up to me,
    I still be the God that you know all your life.
    I keep you from when you be just a li'l child.
    Though your husband die and your young son too,
    All this not change me, not one little bit!'

    All this I hear one night as I'm trying to sleep,
    At first I think my mind run away at last!
    But I find its my God, my Pappy up there.
    Him love me so much; Him bother to assure me...
    I smile with pleasure as slowly i drift...

    And this time I not worry about nothing,
    Because I believe.

    ©Nkiru Njoku, October 2002

     

     


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