Lost

I have been dead so many times.
My mortal body can handle this hate no more.
I was in the flesh, the motion of my sins.

Those sins take occasion by the commandment,
Deceived me, then by it..killing me.
Wrought in me all manner of concupiscence.

I can feel Me. A wretched human being.
I let desperation stole my soul.
Who can deliver me from this body of this death?

Whenever I would do well,
Evil and hate are present with me.
And now..where am I?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Gabriella Avatar
July 6, 2013 at 5:19 PM
This really resonates with me. Excellent write!
Manassian Avatar
July 6, 2013 at 1:45 PM
This is a very deep poem, Shirely...I can feel the desperation here. I agree with Drake...it is the evil one who accuses and makes us feel worthless. WE ARE NOT! We all mess up. We all fall, but by God's grace we can stand. :) Thought provoking write. Thanks for your visit to my work. I really appreciate it! :)
Tacito Avatar
July 6, 2013 at 12:50 AM
There's a saying that goes something like this: "When the devil sees us achieving & overcoming our goals, he throws obstacles in life's path to try and hold us down and lead us astray." This is that kind of test, within self. When lost, create your own path. That's why we have choice. ;) Strong writing!
Candy Avatar
July 6, 2013 at 1:58 AM
I particularly liked your positiveness, Drake. You really know how to encourage people.. thank you for being such a supportive friend.. *hug*
A   Avatar
July 5, 2013 at 11:39 PM
Shirley, lost...i know the feeling... only one can deliver you from the body we call pain... excellent poem...Linda
Candy Avatar
July 5, 2013 at 11:59 PM
Guess we share the the same painful experience eh..? Im so glad I found this site with many nice person to share thoughts and feelings. And you, Linda, are one of the nicest.. *hug*
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