There is a place the Lord has made for you
stay straight on your path, you'll know its true
The truth will be shown, to you in time
deal with reality, forget the sublime
Think of the good, keep your heart intact
blessings are abound, as a matter of fact
The fact that you faultered in your time of need
was there a reason? , absolute greed?
Did you want more than you could control?
absolute running in a constant lull?
Never admitting you were over you head
was it evil thoughts by which you were lead?
When did you realize you could not sustain?
the ever-present evil, bombarding your brain
We all think a little will grow to alot
it's actually called; a subserviant plot
The plot of the devil with no love in His heart
will abuse and hurt you, that is His part
How much pain can one person endure?
until they come around to the One thing thats pure
The pure that I speak of is the Good Lord above
as I've said before, he'll fit you like a glove!
January 16,2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem