Consequences
If I told I'm not out to get you, would you come out of hiding to face the maker, would you face this reality and face your consequences, face your fears and come down to your senses,
Wake up, open your eyes, use words and express your thoughts, open up your mind and accept you're lost, would you accept you ain't like most and gotta put on them big boy pants now that's a must,
If I told you I ain't the judge for your sins, make peace with your destiny; don't let anger get under your skin, remember what you've done and where you know you've been, use that memory to serve you well if you want to never step into the lake of hell...
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
