Gods' Love
As a child my life had no love,
it was something I only dreamed of;
my father would beat me every day,
that i would die is what I'd pray;
my mother looked me in the eye and said,
it shouldn't be your brother, but you that's dead;
the pain of her words tore at my heart,
From this world, I prayed to God to depart;
but He wouldn't take me, He gave me no peace,
From this world he would give me no release;
so I lived on and I learned to share my love,
the one thing God granted me from high above;
so with my poems, my love I will share,
with the woman in my life, and all who care.
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