199 Prudence
199.
Prudence
Oh God, I'm always full of malice
Thinking that everyone's ready to chastise
Without considering truth & justice
For I have sinned to the fullest
And failed all kinds of test
No one shall give me rest
That is why I need to be watchful
Because everyone can be vengeful
To the one who has been sinful
Oh God, away me from pestilence
And deliberate abhorrence
Give me care, give me prudence.
-02/23/2013
(Dumarao)
*My Morning Poems Collection…written on OLSI Foundation Day
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