Hypothetically Speaking Vol.Ii
Ya know like any other Christian I go thru
my hardships & troubles and I start to question
this tug of war, this spiritual warfare of right & wrong
it's the same old song wit me, I give my all
and from the one I give my all too I don't
even get half. I wonder how many couples
can say imma livin testimony to what you
going thru thats actually happily married
and made it last, I'm tryna hold fast wit prayer
but this woman is nothing but a cake and with
each layer follows more deceit not many good men
know their worth but I do, I be damned If I put
up wit a cheating spouse the game of cat & mouse
been ova and now I gotta keep looking ova my shoulder
because I can't trust her. How am I suppose to make it
thru da storm when I can't even stand on my own two
my outside image says I'm cool but on da inside
there lies a man unconscious in a pool of blood from
his broken heart. What did I do wrong to deserve this fate.
I repent my sins, pray, stay honest, don't cheat, then I start
to think does this really have anything to do wit me. I mean
Job was one of God's beloved servants and he was taking
thru da test, Lord God I'm not tryna say I can't handle it
I know marriage ain't easy but why is it this hard, I'm not
arguing with your will or decision making skills because
despite it all everything works for the good of God
Copyright © Corey Ross | Year Posted 2009
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