lead my hand <br />on this land <br />o' dear life, <br />until the end <br /> <br />o' dear thought <br />of comfort <br /> <br />seed my life <br />feed me not in strife <br />bleed me joy from nine to five <br /> <br />lead me a journey of phases <br />a journey of ages <br />to face this <br /> <br />germinate in me a corn <br />of survival <br />a history of possibilities <br />a record of living to afford <br />a source to live <br /> <br />for this life <br />is a choreographer of life <br />a propeller of existence <br />an economy of spiritual commodities <br /> <br />a tear dropp of opportunities <br />yet not so many does see its commonalities <br />an event of anomalies and regularities <br /> <br />lead me a way o' dear life <br />carry me a sledge on a journey of life <br />a terrain of survival and life <br /> <br />a gemstone for many <br />a pentagon of any <br />a model of penny <br /> <br />an artwork of joy <br /> <br />a string of life on a journey <br />a script of many <br />a stanza of any <br /> <br />**extract from 'journey of life' and 'on a journey', a february 2012 ebook** <br /> <br />(c) 08.02.2012 <br />>> ntema's unique poetry (nup) <br /> <br />all rights reserved. copyright protected<br /><br />Onalethuso Petruss Ntema<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lead-my-hand-o-dear-life/
