Conversation With God Poem by Luke Missi

Conversation With God



God,
My knees are kissing the floor
My arms are folded
My voice is higher silently
God i'm not righteous,
I'm a bad sinner.
And I've sinned sinfully

When i talk, my voice is a killer atom
When i walk, my step is adorable
When i smile, i brought hope to pipo
Pipo think am that awesome,
From inside out,
But God,
I know i'm not in good terms with you.

When i stand before pipo
All i said is self exaltation,
I tried to cover all my sins
So nobody knows i'm that lost sheep

But God i just have to make this honest conversation with you.
In this closed chamber of my sinful Heart.

To pipo, my lips have been so boastful like that Pharisee, ,
But now i just wanna be as pure honest like that tax collector.
God, i'm a bad liar, a cheater, and unrealistic.
My ways are not right, my paths are wild.
And i heard, your words are light unto my feet, and you make a way where there's no way,
You are the forgiver of sins,
I don't have much favourite sins, God
But those ones oh God, i sinned them sinfully,
This is just an honest conversation with you,
You know how best you can deal with me.
Here iam God,
Deal with me,
I surrender all to you
God,
My knees are kissing the floor
My arms are folded
My voice is higher silently
God i'm not righteous,
I'm a bad sinner.
And I've sinned sinfully

When i talk, my voice is a killer atom
When i walk, my step is adorable
When i smile, i brought hope to pipo
Pipo think am that awesome,
From inside out,
But God,
I know i'm not in good terms with you.

When i stand before pipo
All i said is self exaltation,
I tried to cover all my sins
So nobody knows i'm that lost sheep

But God i just have to make this honest conversation with you.
In this closed chamber of my sinful Heart.

To pipo, my lips have been so boastful like that Pharisee, ,
But now i just wanna be as pure honest like that tax collector.
God, i'm a bad liar, a cheater, and unrealistic.
My ways are not right, my paths are wild.
And i heard, your words are light unto my feet, and you make a way where there's no way,
You are the forgiver of sins,
I don't have much favourite sins, God
But those ones oh God, i sinned them sinfully,
This is just an honest conversation with you,
You know how best you can deal with me.
Here iam God,
Deal with me,
I surrender all to you

Lukemissi

Monday, November 23, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: honesty
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Blantyre, Malawi
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