My Healer

Can make miracles

From unexpected

Tragedy

Didn’t always trust His ways

But I learned to

Gradually

My faith and I

Remain here

Inevitably

Though

I’m treated by humans

Malevolently

Been hurt

Repeatedly

Couldn’t figure out

Why

Their plan

So seemingly

Was for me to

Die

Depressed and alone

I adopted their sentiment

Til hope became faint

And death became imminent

I lay there in torment

With intention

To expire

But Yah's main objective

Had a different desire

His healing hands

Revived me

He saw past my pain

My focus, on the present time;

His vision glimpsed my gain

Now

A new me emerges

The old me has died

The former; lain to rest

In my attempted

Suicide

Pride and revenge

And destructive retribution

Were once my

Predilection

But not a very wise

Solution

Yah saved me with reason

To become His reflection

He still saw potential

Through obvious imperfection

My life now

A paradigm

Whispers from

The Holy Spirit

When He offers

Suggestion

I definitely

Hear it

My steps redirected

Never planned to survive

Now

All I can say is..

Thank Yah I’m alive.