Dooms Day Poem by Matt Starking

Many a times
I passed through trouble
Many a times
I passed through pain
I was exploited
I was lhumiliated
I was condemned
I was consumed by mystery
My wings were taken
So I couldn't fly
All I ate all day was my cry
I asked myself why oh why
And there came a voice saying
In your affliction
Will you learn right
In your oppression
Will you rise to fight
The sun shines at day
And stars at night
Arise and see the light
After six comes seven
I passed through hell
Before I could see heaven
I did not know that my worries
Will lead me to my haven
Many times
I passed through trouble
Many a times
I passed through pain