As Far As It Pains; As Much As Its Gains


             A lost sheep wanders...
          The shepherd once wonder;
           In the jungle of silent Lion,
             If not already fed upon  
              To satisfying hunger.

             The shepherd ponders...
         If his route wasn't a blunder-
        To search or rather go to zion,
          Where spirit over flesh won
           When time is still younger.

                    A David; absent,
                 The day is now frank:
             Gradually near to the dark,
          To become more scary in search
              Of unrest sheep, hope seek.

                  A Samson confront...
              The nightmare, light prank
               Seductively to disembark
            From searching... to try church, 
              While strength isn't yet weak.

                        As far as it pains;
                     As much as its gains...
               Of persistent tease, you pull,
              Makes desirous victory be full
                 Vigorous try, daily attains.
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