A to Z 2015, Stories

M is for Midnight Faith


A loving Father looks down.
A hurt child turns away.
The pain of the world
Is too great for him.

The deceptions
Have him trapped.
He doesn’t know
How to look up.
He doesn’t know
How to ask for help.

“Wait, Child, wait.”
The Father says.
“The world will change
Because of you
When the time has come.”

Those looking on
Cannot see the change.
The slight spark of hope,
And the quick glance up.

His Spirit has awoken,
The fire is being lit.
The spoken prayer
Has broken the chains
Holding him down.


Written for Thursday 360. Congratulations to Grand Champion, Charles!! This is the first poem I’ve ever written that I actually like!!!

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