Obed dela Cruz
I’m tortured! Everything became vanity;
Though I get what I want, I’m not satisfied.
Nothing can fill the empty spaces in me.
It feels like long ago I’ve already died!
I come to seek the lost joy I once possessed
And the stolen smiles that are kept from my face.
I want to be happy, not just to be stressed.
I long the peace of an eternal embrace.
My feet became weary from running away
Towards the falling sun of my horizon.
I have taken paths that made me go astray.
O GOD, save me from this dark unknown region!
Though I’ve shown stubbornness, please show me Your mercy.
Be kind to me O Lord though I’ve turned my back
From Your wisdom to this world’s philosophy!
Now my Lord, Your truth I never want to lack.
I don’t want bitter waters to flow again
Through these eyes You gave to see your power.
Let me never forget that I’m just a man
Under Your grace, authority, and scepter.
Copyright © 2010 by Obed Dela Cruz
(May 24,2010; Marikina City)
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