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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The cup tip-peth over and the wells run dry No more tears in these weary eyes I’ve soul searched and reached as far down as I could Finding absolutely nothing good The bowls of the underworld are scary indeed In the fetal, protection in need Why have I been cast so far from all A bottomless pit and an eternal fall No matter the feel from the harsh impact Just hopes of getting back The stench singes nostril hairs The heart pounds stimulated by fabricated fears Motionless hoping for the worst to pass Imaging endless this will last God why have you forsaken me How could this possibly be I’ve done all that you have asked and monumentally more This isn’t what I was asking for Revolutionary, Civil, World, Foreign Wars and Conflicts All to be repaid with this shame! Something has got to give Like this no one can live I’m defeated; beat; I must succumb It’s not warranted even for the lowest scum Why I ask, answer me Why have you forsaken me? Every time I think I’m done Just when I thought the fight is won You abandon me To fend for myself – no security I’ve cried, I’ve begged, I’ve pleaded Oh Lord I’ve done everything on my on accord Sacrifice after sacrifice I’ve given it fully Now I’m praying please save me What’s this bright beacon of light Who’s this before my sight The glow, my eyes, I can not see “Come my Son! Come with me!” Forsaken a faithful warrior, never my Son! Your tasks are complete; your deed is done. I needed you to touch many of lives And that you have achieved And for your actions I am pleased Your tears I’ve used to cleanse the soul Of those not strong enough to behold The power that which has been bestowed upon you To withstand the sacrifices you’ve been through “Come my Son! Take my hand” For you are of my flesh, “RISE” I command You’ve suffered unbearably in your mind But I’ll never over task of any kind Thank you for your belief in me Now enjoy your heavenly destiny!!!
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