Let The Words of my Mouth 16 Lines or less Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Miranda Hawley
Oh, my Lord! I'm quite a lonely lamb; I know not which womb I've come from! What I speak and do creates hostility. I know not the difference between Good and bad, as l learnt it not as a child Resting my head in my mother's lap! Having no parent to guide me rightly, I request you to be by my side always, And teach me the ways of the world! Show me the right track to travel on; Give me the wisdom to be righteous In my outward expressions, while I speak, And in my inward reflections, while I think! Save me from becoming the laughing stock, And set me to be the apple of people’s eye; For I crave to taste the bliss of true love!
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