Liza Sud


The Child Is Weak - Poem by Liza Sud

The child is weak, but grown-up is also.
And there is a limit to our force.
We all are helpless. And the lowliness
Is what the human's fate if for.

And the best way - is the forgiving
Of what we failed to do ourselves.
We all are criminals before Him.
And like the mirror are our friends.

And niether man, and not a woman -
But a new angel in Lord Christ -
A soul, ascended to the mountain,
To remain humble in the heights.

Topic(s) of this poem: weakness


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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 7, 2015



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