DOMINION
Fear softly gripping my feeble will,
Gradually strangulating my weak desire,
I thought it was going for a cruel kill,
I saw death in His eye as red as fire,
So dead was my will power,
He sought intently to destroy,
Worse still I grew more weaker,
Death's visit at this point would bring me joy,
Like a refueling and a regeneration,
I felt a touch of revitalization swipe through me,
Strength came down like streams of passion,
Eager to replace and dispel the fear within me,
I stood like a wounded lion,
Looking directly in His eye,
Mounting my hopes on Zion,
My hopes on Him who cannot Lie,
I spoke the words of power,
I sent powerful missiles of prayer,
I stood on the promises backed-up with power,
I saw Him on His knees growing weaker,
I rule among principalities and not men,
I cannot be defeated,
Just like Daniel in the loin's den,
My dominion is unleashed unrestricted.
This poem is an original piece from Princewill Andrew.
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