Cycle Of A Test Poem by Champ Eugenio

Do not say a word, don't look at me
My eyes are teary, I am in pain
My heart is weary but I am sane.
Don't throw a mercy, I will be free.

I maybe weak, I may be broken
My knees are bended, my hands are clasped
I don't want my soul to be taken,
This ugly feeling, I have to drop.

The road to heaven is so rough
The hands of angels are missing...
All the prayers I'm recalling...
Goes out in my mouth, like a cough.

My burden is dark and heavy..
My soul is full of enemy.....
But it's not for you to foresee
Which way I'll go if I perished.

I have a life test for me to pass..
I have a long journey to finish...
Get out my way... don't give a thought!
To judge me and to spite my face.

I will rise up with all my faith...
From bended knees and teary eyes...
I will forgive and asked forgiveness
But what if you'll know, I am your test.