Divine Path Poem by Trevor Schulte

I walk the divine path
that is straight and narrow
I take step after step
with agrovating pain
pushing my limbs to the limit
as my strength begins to drain
Yet I walk with eyes
focused on the prize
looking past each problem
that does arise
Continuing I stumble
over the divoted course
with aguish haunting my mind
I hold no remorse
Inch by inch
my stature increases
as my broken heart
unites all the pieces
When oh when
will I end
each intentional sin
making peace within
At which point
will my pace of pride
be in step
with the Humbled Stride
On and on
the path extends
as my wandering mind
is making amends
My patience
seems to wear thin
as I gradually
strengthen within
Satanic Wants yell at me
to merge off the path
as the Godly Needs lead me
away from Satan's wrath
Willingly and unwilling
I tread this route
ignoring the Wants'
fading shouts
The longer I walk
the faster I go
the stronger I become
as the love base grows
I will push, press, and perservere
through each and every tear
to the promise
that is ever near