When I asked God for a sign- <br />Roaring it came, not benign, <br />The night I heard the thunder, <br />I knew you and I were asunder <br /> <br />My heart had been purged, <br />A familiar Sun then emerged, <br />I was washed whiter than snow, <br />Then a voice said- live now. <br />Of my deity let everyone know<br /><br />Isunge Mwangase<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/escape-velocity-4/
