He is suffering
His heart was struggling
Seeing his wife crying
In night while he was praying.
He is trying of running
Away from suffering
He has no place for hiding
He just kept on praying.
He never stopped hoping
His child someday will change
He never stop show his caring
Even he felt like dying.
His child kept on burdening
His pain was all in his veins
He never stopped hoping of changing
With spirit, he kept on praying.
He taught the word from heaven
To his child who not listening
He's suffering for his child kept on burdening
But he kept on praying.
He never stopped caring
He never tired of waiting
Stronger he became
When he kept on praying.
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A nice creation embellished in poetic rhyme with spiritual insight. Thanks for sharing Apphia.