Crossroads
Taking flight
Tiredof fight
Choosing right
Physical presents but the soul has long left
And it is calling me from the other side.
I suffered blows of fists just for you
They mocked my innocents for your namesake
Defence that never rewarded even a penny
Not that i wanted some price
But to protect my friendship was worth more than million gold pieces
Throwing that away must not be easy, I am
My Lord Jesus died for people's sins
He fulfilled a supernatural gift
We live a metaphorical life
I am only human
When the tough gets going, the going gets tough
Our elders say, never trouble trouble till troubles you
My enemy of abomination
No longer a friend with words unspoken
Tired of running strife decathlon
Choosing my own marathon
This is crossroads
Crossroads
Taking flight
Tiredof fight
Choosing right
Physical presents but the soul has long left
And it is calling me from the other side.
I suffered blows of fists just for you
They mocked my innocents for your namesake
Defence that never rewarded even a penny
Not that i wanted some price
But to protect my friendship was worth more than million gold pieces
Throwing that away must not be easy, I am
My Lord Jesus died for people's sins
He fulfilled a supernatural gift
We live a metaphorical life
I am only human
When the tough gets going, the going gets tough
Our elders say, never trouble trouble till troubles you
My enemy of abomination
No longer a friend with words unspoken
Tired of running strife decathlon
Choosing my own marathon
This is crossroads
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice write filled with emotions of betrayal... well expressed.