28oct2014a

my soul is in agony
there is no hope I can see
this world cannot cure
my disease as it progresses
I present myself humbly
with my face uplifted
I am covered with dirt
my arms are raised
though in pain I hurt
I ask most respectfully
unchain my heart
subdue my ego
deflate my pride
I cannot move
my hands are bound
my feet are tied
down to the dirt
and down to earth
I am a sinful man
but set sin aside
and I repent
before God I wept
and how I cried
He sent me comfort
wrapped in love
He always does
but I have a destiny
a bitter fate
a cup of hemlock
for me to drink
I ask for change
a different way
He lets me know
His course I'll stay
there is no other way
I am afraid
He makes me brave

by Andy Caldwell

Other poems of CALDWELL (250)

Comments (0)

There is no comment submitted by members.