Times of want, terrible want

Millions of minutes behind

No car, utilities or sufficient food to consume

Slowly dying was life

That was wretched then, this is blessed now

Lover, husband lover

Intellect, joy and guarding me

Fecund, tropical garden island ventures

Explored with childish eyes, we do

Fresh, succulent morsels within reach

How did this happen?

From below the scales of poor

To above the joys of God

God, I’m closest to Him

He sent salvation to a faithless me

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