His Only ( a Poem To My Creator)
I HAVE SINNED MANY TIMES AND MANY WAYS
I HAVE DISRESPECTED OTHERS AND WORSE HURT ANOTHER
WHEN I FEEL LIKE I AM CURSED
I SEE TO HAVE OTHERS ENDOR WHAT I AM FEELING
BUT STILL YOU WAIVED AWAY MY DIRT
YOU FORGAVE ME WITH OUNCE OF BLOOD YOU SHED
AND BESTOW IT UPON THE GOOD I DO FOR OTHERS
A CHANGED MAN I AM TODAY
ONLY TO THE LIVE TESTIMONIES I WITNESS
I GAVE ALOT OF GRIEF ABOUT OPENING UP TO MY PAST
BUT YOU GAVE ME THE SENSE OF PATIENCE TO OPEN WHEN I WAS READY
FOR THAT I AM GRATEFUL FOR THINGS YOU SHARE WITH ME
AS I AM THE CAPTAIN OF MY TEAM
I FEEL AS IF I HAVE THE POWER TO CHANGED 90 MEN HEART
TO MY FATHER
FROM HIS ONLY SON....
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