God Good Put My Soul To Rest Poem by Shamba Kaunda

For all the pain I have endured on earth,
Lord I beg you to come and take my breath,
I want to live but living bruises my soul,
God send your angels I'm ready to go.

All I have seen is sorrow from the day of my
birth,
I don't want to see what's tomorrow please
lord fasten my death?
I desire to breath I yearn to grow..
But there must be invisible swords in this air
that stabs my heart its killing me slow.

I tried having faith
and I begged for strength,
waited in vain for a sign that never did show,
You can't answer all our prayers I know,
But God that's all I asked for.

I have been soaking in this rain for far too
long,
I'm weary and weak my smiles are frown,
I have been leaving with this pain, who knows
for how long,
I'm teary and sick, God let me drown,

Everyday is worse my tears won't flow less,
Please lord speed up if you are the driver of
my hearse.
Take me home where my soul belongs and I
hope I die in peace for my rest,
Was I born cursed or was I born I curse?
Tell me what's life when living doesn't seem
to impress?