By Janice Ramkissoon

4^th May 2005

Love is my passion.

Anger is my best friend.

Laughter I long for,

But on sorrow I can depend.

A bastard they say I am,

It sinks into my very being.

Soon I forget Gods plan,

And allow the enemy to deceive.

Tears are my comfort:

“An orphan… A reject…

Unwanted...Unloved…”

Yes, I’m a total mess.

These feelings overwhelm me

When often I forget;

That the One who made me,

Provides direction as well.

I know that I’m blessed!

For all around I see the evidence,

Of love from my heavenly Father;

But still I wear a coat of self-defence.

Rest my desire, sleep my enemy,

Light and darkness rules my day.

Exhaustion my way of life,

Eventide passes me unaware.

Just a hint of life in me left;

My strength is failing.

But I must push ahead,

Still, my batteries need recharging.

Copyright © 2005 Janice S Ramkissoon