I Wait …

“In the dark cell of dreariness… The shackles of pain, injustice and sufferings bind my soul …

My soul’s unstrung … Yet, it scoffs, grins and is amused the way these shackles jangle.

For the day cometh when the light through the creek will shine upon my soul. It will rise …break free … slay down the offenders… and emerge victorious!”

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