Last Poem Poem by C.F Francis

I wrote this in my own
Sweat, blood and tea
Reflecting my life
That only last 19 years.
Staring at the instrument
That will carry me home
To a place where only
Sinners can go.
I wrote this in my own
Sweat, blood and tears,
Locking my emotion inside
Me and swallow it
Like the transportation
I'm about to take.

May God forgive me for what
I'm about to do.
I'm going down the road to hell;
Keep praying for me and wish me well