Rebirth
God puts to rest
My unwanted stress
The sin within my skin
That rots my flesh
My enemies test my faith
Through hate
Not knowing the weight
Of my wisdom crashes
My enemies’ visions of failure in my life
Demons out of sight
Granted the right to cleansing of my soul
My pain is real
My worlds you can feel
Yet you still don’t understand me
Seeing is not sight
Believing is right
Receiving the light through night
Is not an easy fight
So much pain rained in vain of past decisions
Blurred my vision
Placed me in the wrong division
Faiths crash course collision
for the survival
Of the new arrival
A true poet disciple
Copyright © Loren Simpson | Year Posted 2005
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