THE BOOK OF LIFE
I keep opening the pages
As it unfolds so my frustration unfolds.
Why is the book of life filled with broken promises?
Why is it full of uncertainties?
Pray! It would unfold the pages of promises and hopes
So I prayed, and prayed but yet another page unfolds
Rather than see the page of hope for me
I saw the page open to other mere mortals basking
In the fulfilment of their own promises.
The pages of the book is running out
Would the page ever unfold to me the promise kept
Or would the suffering continue unabated
Then the voice tells me still; pray!
So to prayer I will give my all
That my page of hope and promise kept
Would open unto me new frontiers of
Everlasting and unending joy.
- Kayode Adebiyi (2010)