WHAT IF GOD WAS ONE OF US
Wrestling With Fate and faith
In another life, another time,
not blurry in my mind
when asked, what is that sound.
I always hear it, when you are around.
Those are night birds, I replied
Harbingers from my troubled mind
fed by reminders of what was denied.
statues placed by Satan himself
But you can’t have a thing
till you give him of yourself.
I only have one sweet life.
I just want to live
and have a good wife,
to my heart, that I can give.
The statues in place
gave way to my grace.
There’s always more blood you can give,
but waning is my desire to live.
I could give up more of me,
but then I won’t be
the person my life was for, but,
the life I’m not allowed for me anymore
I can’t give more and feel truly free
Why was I born, why must I be
all my hopes have been torn
they lie there bleeding in the dirt
the day I breathed air
I saw God standing there
he said you will be my special one.
You’re now on this earth
I will show you such pain
and I will show you such hurt
but all of your strengths will remain.
Just remember your place, in
God’s holy grace
through me, you will not feel the pain
It was then that I knew
that the statues were me
standing strong in the cold driving rain
About the Creator
James Young
Everything we are, everything we were, everything we are going to be has to do with love. Without it, we can't function. The love doesn't always have to come from other people, you can love yourself and that's the best kind of love of all.
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Oh my gosh Dharrsheena. I just realized fully what you said. . Maybe we'll just date for now. LOL
Are you sure you want a "good wife"? Lol. Loved your poem!
Hi Marie, good luck with getting that fixed. I hope it doesn't take forever. Thank you for liking my poem. Hope you see sunshine and flowers today
Hello stranger, my vocals still not fixed but they are working on it. Love your poetry ♦️♦️♦️🖌️👌😊