Judgment Day
I'm scared of God's anger
Paralyzed by fear
I have not put closure to my sins
But the closure of my life is near
Nothing is finalized
How am I going to be analyzed
Is God closing a book that is still being written
Is my unclarified past to be penalized
I don't know the use of reproof
No man is capable of following the Truth
Especially those
Still in the bloom of youth
Battered Beauty
I rode my bike to see my love one sunny day
And saw a ground and shoved flower along the way
I stopped over to inspect the battered beauty
Tattered and worn but still triumphed over artificial adversity
Stern stemmed and resolute retaining its purity
After a journey of well worth its length
I greeted my love with the symbol of inner strength
But the flower was too comely and she was blind to its beauty
And so I left because it was a rejection of me
God's Love
From the trampled to the weak
From the stumbled to the meek
Jehovah loves us all
Even when we fall
And gives us the peace we seek
He shows happiness is a long hard road
But he'll help us carry the load
As long as we don't follow the masser crowd
And we ain't too proud
To ask him to carry the load
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