Monday, August 26, 2013

ANOTHER DAY


Things are bright, I can see and having all those thing in a glance,
I fulfill my life with no regret while the world became glitter.
Then I know it’s almost dark, time to go home across traffic jam,
Office was closed; my friend comes and goes,
I was starting a trial of faith and never told about my faith,
Even unconfessed it; until I arrived at home,
                But while I come up front my room; an old Man, sitting and crying,
                A blond long hair and faded face; His tears yield blood,
He spoke before I started,
“My beloved son, I had been waiting and am suffering,
What have I done until you leave me?”
I was saying unto you if you go along with me, you shall be disliked,
                Then I’m saying,” Father, do I recognize you before.”
                It’s suddenly surprising you come while my room’s locked.
                Your face is like someone I know.
Son, I’m your Father, an old Man you love, you adore, you betrayed
I named you with my affection, sacrifice and faith
When you’re born, I bathe you by a gorgeous name,
A name that is a token you are mine.
                Gold has blinded your eyes, you couldn’t see me anymore
                You don’t see me how much I love you, how much I care
                I give all you need, but you forgot a word you said
                You are My precious son, and always be

I’m staring at Him, how much He hurts
He’s so painful, His tears were no end
I’ll try to express my mistake and saying, “Father, I have done by mistaken all I have to do is going wrong,
There is a gold I can buy but there is a thing I can’t buy in You. Forgive me; give me an opportunity to change
If it couldn’t buy your merciful, I promised tomorrow shall withdrawn from my works and even I drown into a poverty I will dress my name you give”
                He stopped crying and telling, “You may not leave your work, but dressed the name I give to you
                And you shall be healing my pain.”
                I am your Father; a trial I provide to you will not be higher than your prosperity,
                The more you’re searching for me, the more I’m hiding but close to you,
                The more you’re success, the more trials within your faith
                The more you believe in Me, the more strengthen of belief you accept.