My Mistakes Poem by Enoch Owusu Gyamfi

At my back he hangs,
Pulling me back but into success tangs,
Parting me from the fools I part took,
From my made mistakes, I got a new look.


From my works he showed a sign,
Cautioned me to be on line,
From the land of my mistakes, I mined my gold,
Made a sold, better, much better than of my old.


He kept me in the mist of pain,
From the sky of my heart's world, tears fell like the rain,
In my mind nothing to unwind,
For my mistakes made me blind.