Life is bout chances

by tracy compere   Mar 23, 2006


I mess up again and sorry
you giving a third chance that I'm taken
i was in darkness for a while and now i can see
you shine your light on me
when i was teary
when i was blinded by your will
you told me come forth in kneel
in it was your present that i had feel
why do people want to judge me
in not understand the person within
just because i not a steal iron table
i am a rubber table i I've just chosen to bend
sometime stumbles in fall
but don't we all
as water reflex's a face
so a man's heart reflex's the man
my past is full of concealness of
anger, fear, temptation, hurt, and pain
that beholds in my future that i can't cope
or maintain
sometimes i wonder what am i do to do on this earth
as written in the book of thee
he who conceals his sins don't not proper
but who ever confess and renounces them finds mercy.
i stand here before thee i shall confess all
so you see where in what I've been so
you understand and learning not have the same flaws
as the bible contains
as iron sharpen iron,so i sharpen another.
i have walken in the flaming-valley of death, felt the heat, but never got burnt
life is rough,i made alot of foolish choices
but life is something I've understand with righteousness that I've fully earn

please comment it from the heart

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