If life was not so wicked
Then my soul would be a lot more uplifted
Distraction, lust, and fear are all afflicted
The harder I try the faster I fall
Sin is addicting but not pleasing at all
I pray about every hard situation but still can’t fight them off
I thought I was strong but I can’t even stand up tall
My mind feel like it is on co-pilot I am feeling so soft
This might be a reason why I thought I was bounded to fall
Many said I was wise, but I feel like a foolish man
Sometimes I can’t remember a thing maybe I have short attention span
Life and sin are two individuals that are hard to understand
I would of easily perish if not God my helping hand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem