Damned Fate
Mom knew long before I did
that I never made this bid
Proud and did not leave it under lid
She loved and never got rid
Her only son, her gift from above
God sent to her, with all His love
Peaceful as the white dove
God never intended for boxing glove
I believe He makes no mistakes
Although we treated like earthquakes
He gives us strength in His name
He does not play that dirty game
It is not a choice we had
It does not make us bad
We all live for just one thing
Joy our heart can bring
Mom and sisters loved me more
Protection they all swore
that no-one will harm
I don’t need to be alarm
God sends His blessings everyday
He keeps evil, quite at bay
You wonder how to be
just give love, that is all you see
Don’t carry hate
that will be your damned fate!
Copyright © Gert Wewege | Year Posted 2017
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