He tripped and he fell
But, he still loved God.
He quipped, and he did yell,
But, he still loved God.
He has made his mistakes
As we all have done in time,
We all have had our breaks
And we all have committed a crime.
He lied and he got mad
But, he still loved God.
He cried, and he was sad
But, he still loved God.
He had his problems and his distress
And he was also scared,
His feelings he would always express
So, like all he erred.
He used and he screamed
But, he still loved God.
He accused, and he schemed
But, he still loved God.
He walked a different road
Than what others had taken,
He carried a different load
And he believed that he was forsaken.
He cursed and he hated
But, he still loved God.
He coerced, and he's been frustrated
But, he still loved God.
He walked alone with his cane
As Moses walked with his rod,
Even though he suffered in sadness and pain,
He now walks with God.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem