Abel Motha

Rookie (5 March 1990 / Boksburg)

Purpose Of Pain - Poem by Abel Motha

I did not know,

The reason why I was hurt.

I did not know,

Why I was played with.

I did not know,

Why I had to go through that.

I did not know,

Why I had to bear the pain.

I did not know,

Why I was left alone.

I did not know why,

I had to suffer.

I did not know why,

I could not deal with it.





I did not know why,

It hurt me the most.

I did not know why,

God allowed it to happen.

I did not know,

How could I fall victim.

I did not know why,

I turned out to be a laughing stock.

I did not know,

The higher plans of the Almighty God.

I did not know,

That pain was conceiving my destiny.

I did not know,

That one day I would heal people.

I did not understand,

The purpose of my pain.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 25, 2011



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