An unknowing incident kept occuring long ago
Unknowing it might sound but yet not unknowing at all
Here and there everywhere loud and clear signs
Of events to unfold in a moment and trice.
Not just once but again and again
Indications coming from the mystical friend
Oh I never knew these could be so true
Hints of Life! Like wise old Oracles hoot.
I yet did not trust is so much as yet
And thought my mind was at play and game
But when the moment arrived in its fullest
I regret not paying attention to predicted bullets
Oh never again, I thought would i ever ignore
These Hints of Life
My Saviour Himself Foretold
For a friend somewhere is this little poem
A Hint of Life for a heart at home again....:)
Unknowing it might sound but yet not unknowing at all
Here and there everywhere loud and clear signs
Of events to unfold in a moment and trice.
Not just once but again and again
Indications coming from the mystical friend
Oh I never knew these could be so true
Hints of Life! Like wise old Oracles hoot.
I yet did not trust is so much as yet
And thought my mind was at play and game
But when the moment arrived in its fullest
I regret not paying attention to predicted bullets
Oh never again, I thought would i ever ignore
These Hints of Life
My Saviour Himself Foretold
For a friend somewhere is this little poem
A Hint of Life for a heart at home again....:)
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