In a solemn mood
As he pierces his ears with a song
Songs of what might have been
Testimonies
Melodies of change
Harmonies of radiant beauty
Like that butterfly
Coming out of its cocoon

And a smile
I smile
Remembering those nights
I almost perished in anguish
Being an intercessor
Remembering those days
I was a friend

My day has brightened
What almost became a sad story
Stood as a miracle in front of my pretty brown eyes
God came through!
For me, for him!
The fact
The evidence that miracles do happen was revealed
Now I have that steadfast hope that it will happen again

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