To Speak
I've never written a poem before.
My fear of speaking brought my knees to the floor.
But I went to the city to teach people of truth.
Which I learned was hard without movement of tooth.
So with God on at my side and courage in hand.
My fear was squished, which I know was God's plan.
So here I am now, standing tall before all.
Now I speak loud to all, and my fear now is gone.
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