Lord I have sinned.
I have taken your name in vain,
such a dirty mouth upon me.
I do not remember the Sabbath day,
nor remain it holy.
I do not for six days labor,
an indolent person i am, pure laziness.
I have not honored my mother,
but treat her with distance.
I have stolen,
plenty of times before,
i have stolen,
but not anymore.
I have committed adultery,
before marriage, I have
and at the dear age of seventeen,
my Lord I have.
I have covet
not a neighbor's husband
but I have covet
a friends boyfriend.
I have covet belongings
that do not belong to me,
Lord I have covet,
what now shall come of me?
Lord these are my confessions
and these you are much aware,
but my Lord, I wanted you to know of them
coming from me, Lord, I wanted
you to know that I too am aware.
For this I have only one thing to say,
Lord, coming from a sinner to a saint,
I'm not looking forward to
judgment day.
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