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This is a poem I wrote when descovering where my hope came from. |
Yo momma I'm lost the cops are onto me. They know what I done they know I'm responsible for killing a man. You told me they'd be onto me, I know you told me so, there's no need to tell me that you told me so. But momma a forgiving heart is what I need right now. I had my reasons even though I had my doubts. Before I knew it the trigger was pulled A blow to the head and the man was dead. What type of world are we living in where ever man in the country has committed sin. My brother, my sister, my husband, my wife. Even my mother, my father and my uncle's wife. Every man in the universe has something to confess, but is there really anybody who could care less. Hey Papa, I'm lost and I'm feeling down. I need some drug to keep me around. There's no hope for me anymore I'm going to die before you anyway don't cry for me anymore please Papa don't. It's hard when you make that sound. What type of world are we living in where every man in the country has committed sin. My brother, my sister, my husband, my wife. Even my mother, my father and my uncle's wife. Every man in the universe has something to confess but is there really anybody who could care less. Dear Father I'm just a wee little child. I'm trapped in a world that is ever so bile. Dear Father please get me away from this place. Please show you love and mercy and grace. What type of world are we living in where every man in the country has committed sin. My brother, my sister, my husband, my wife. Even my mother, my father and my uncle's wife. Every man in the universe has something to confess but is there really anybody who could care less. I'm just about dead, I'm just about rotten. I can feel my bones decay in the bottom. Is there any hope for me and him please Father if there is then forgive our sin. What type of world are we living in where every man in the country has committed sin. My brother, my sister, my husband, my wife. Even my mother, my father and my uncle's wife. Every man in the universe has something to confess but is there really anybody who could care less. I thank you my father for giving me what I got. It just a bit a wool, it's certainly not a lot. But as long as I have you I have everything I need. Everything else I just want because of greed. I thankyou my Father for giving me what I got. It is not a lot, but to me it is everything. You are the hope that everyone is looking for. You are the love that everyone is looking for, You are the forgiving one that everyone is looking for. Father, Father, Father bless everyone forever more. |