Kidney Pains

 My kidney pains 

We start with those things that you know 

That I need to drink more water to flush it through. 

Then after that it stutters, then lurches forward 

The words that is in spasmodic shifts that guile the eyes 

For we were a pair that laughed at each other’s well worn cares

And did not mind what people thought, or if they stared. 

Most definitely the promise of God must be true 

That what comes after must be better than what we’ve been through

Two solitary fingers set alone 

Brought together side to side, before time 

Then pushed apart by sordid jealousies 

Should be together as if they were one 

That promise yet waits for you to call 

The Messenger (saw) who brought pure faith, as true. 

For when you tie your hope on a thing that he said was so. 

Then every trial is only a reason 

To bring further blessings, countlessly so. 

Then put your trust in the source of all goodness. 

And pray that I’m the reason for your elevation.