PFY

My friend

I know at times you feel a victim

As questions race through your head

Why did I lose? my job, best friend, securities, all on a whim

For sure God has fled

Yes this life is a pain; like a loan to lend

But remember someone is praying for you

 My child

I know at times you feel worthless

And forgotten in the society being built

Tossing and turning in bed, overcome with the guilt

That forces you to confess

Emotions felt nowhere near mild

But remember someone is praying for you.

My dear friend,

I know you might not believe

Though closing with "Amen!"

Your eyes only perceive 

That word was the end

Though someone still prays for you

My dear child

Do you know what I've found to be true?

His promises are as sure as His prophesies

Spoken to my heart for much needed ease

Written down to speak to you

So my prayers, my friend, indeed continue

Inspiration drawn from: 

Romans 4:17

Romans 8:32

1 John 5:14,15