Lessons Of Pain Poem by Brooke Barker

I'd like some time
With you alone
To see who you are

It is really a crime
That your heart is now stone
And left with a scar

You love was sublime
Put upon a throne
Which she covered in tar

Why couldn't she see
The harm she did
In doing so?

But where would you be
If she hadn't of hid
What would you know?

Idolatry would be your key
And Sinners would bid
On when you would blow.
Be thankful you are free.