Rev. Harrietta McReynolds Poems

I'm standing in the middle of no where.
Tears running down my face flooding my heart with desperation.
Reaching out to you with these small hands of mine
And these innocent eyes looking for where you are.
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In all that I think and say
I wonder is God feeling this way
In all that I try to do
Is God pleased with my ways
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For these things I weep
My eyes, my eyes overflows with tears
Because evil prevails
My eyes continue to overflow.
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