Loneliest Man In The World...

D Denis Martindale Denis Martindale
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My birthday's soon, just weeks to go, Yes, less than forty days And only God above to know Of how the future plays... As time flies by, the hours fade Like sunshine clear and bright, Surrendering, yet unafraid, Like all to sacred night... The year has almost run its course, October waits me now And with its coldness I close doors, Conserving heat somehow... It seems my heart is double-glazed Just like the window panes, Such that for grace the Lord is praised, For benefits and gains... Yes, almost there, just weeks then done, Outliving Mum and Dad And even then, their younger son, The brother I once had... At home, alone for every day, No other voice is heard, At home, alone yet here I pray, Despite what has occurred... How long I'll live, the Lord must choose For He holds centre stage, Till then I'll preach my points of views As if within this cage... This house called home where no wife smiles, This place where no child laughs, Is where my heart still reconciles My choices and my paths... Denis Martindale 19 September 2016 This was read out on the R-Mornings show on UK Sky Revelation TV channel today, as the topic for discussion was about loneliness. It was read out before the Gospel song called Where Is The Love?

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