My Tragic Soul Poem by succeyd abiodun

My Tragic Soul



The way it comes from childhood
Tragedy being my life
Great antipathy use on me
Down they treat me


Hoping on him to save me
Believing on him like the sower
Seeds which fell on the fertile soil
All raced against me


The righteous were lead down
Like the sharp stumps, the truth was
Ignored, the tree on which I learn is fallen
Now that the truth was ignored


Can God punish the innocent soul?
But I believe those who endure will overcome.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mel Vincent Basconcillo 28 April 2009

u have put your soul and your heart onto this poem which is truly magnificent!

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Ted Sheridan 24 April 2009

Have faith, true unwavering faith in the Lord and though life will be difficult, it will never seem or be impossible.

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