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Bitter Truth
bitter truth my soul fails to see the rising sun all my days i can only recall total darkness not even the day of light brings hope to my heart deserted by all i see no value to live it's like am the modern day wondering Cain my God why have you abondoned me just when i need you most my joy to friends is like selling alcohol in a church the bitter vinegar in my throat burns my veins to the core of my spin if i could rewrite my story i would do so guided by God but the more i try the harder i fall, the less i try the more redicule i face i am a man of little faith but alas all has fallen apart i can want to show my success story but death whispher to me in silent mode my time is almost and my deeds almost done i look for the glory of the morning sunbreak but to no avail.. My God why have you left me in the hands of the doctors one more knife to reap open your eye they say so easily and calmly but my vision keeps me far away from my dream my son, patience is all i have exercised all my life but now your cup is twice bitter than mine for your own mother is just a good for nothing slat all she cares for is her friend's approval while her parents are just filled with self proclaimed pity they preach water but they are drunkards with the cheap wine they complain and have broken the Lord's command for they have killed your spirit and stolen your family happiness let there soul rest in the bottomless pit for they deserve no mercy let earthly debts overtake there daily bread let there earthly toils fill there heart with guilt and disgust may premature death be felt in your mother's womb let no more joy come from it but thieves,premature death in her offsprings let rejection be her daily portion however if she turns to God for help may he hear her and restore her my son, the law of land only brings hate amongst friends today your mother's family are masters of that they applaud money and fill there minds with hate a virtual of self destruction my son i write this in the hope of you rising with the morning sun God's favor rest upon you God has assured me that soon you will be in my arms again but your mother will not be part of that life may God prepare you and fill our hearts with love for that great day Amen
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