SALVATION The very day I was born, I turned a prisoner in the camp of the devil; With deeds and thoughts ever torn, Due to the struggle between good and evil. Often what I would not, that I do; And what I would, that I do not. Evil always overcame good, And sin my taskmaster dictated every step I took. Suddenly one day, there shone a marvelous light, Which in it's wake caused darkness to take flight; My spirit was drawn to it like moth to flame, A bloody cross where redemption awaited me to lay claim. Without the slightest delay or hesitation, I laid my burdens at the foot of the cross; Took upon me the mark of salvation, And joyfully stepped across Ever since, I've known joy beyond comprehension, And peace unimaginable; For my past life of guilt and tension, Was only leading me to hell full of torments unbearable. Author: Joy O. Chiazor 😌 #Poetry #Happiness #OnyeJay #TeamA #Nakupenda