Get Your Premium Membership

It Ain'T Cute

Being a Christian and staying At a shelter in NYC ain't cute Weapons are formed Against me every single day Bullies,who's minds Are mentally ill Don't know that God already told me TO" BE STILL,I'M GOING TO HANDLE THEM!" It ain't cute staying At a shelter living as A Christian All the souls of you Loved ones turned against mines It hurts me losing them But Devil dats why Christ paid for Facebook It's okay others think Being a believer in Christ Is cute I hope I get delivered To a physical and safe Place soon For my godly life Will be singing A new and victorious tune All I'm asking Lord Is for you to touch Somebody's hands And feet To deliver me from This shelter And to remind All powers in he'll Of your finished work At Calvary And that every promise You made to The righteous Will prevail

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Shattered Sighs