Hagios Akins

RAIN
“I am the outpour with the brightsparkle in the heaven’s
LIKE JESUS
Be like Jesus all your lifeWhispers WhispersLoud and soft Whispers
Narcism
Maybe we got on the wrong side of the track
TO HER WHO MOTHERS MY CHILDREN [Poetry]
Bedridden, still, my pen speaks.This poem is not about promises—What
STAKING HOPE
So I sat back, fixated upon reasoning I could summon,