Questions?

Who is Satan to tell you that your stupid?
When did God stop being your protector?
Why did you turn the way you knew was wrong?
How are you going to deal with the mess you've made?

Should you continue to live like others do?
In a world that will someday crumble
Or will you take a stand and be an outsider?
Accepted only in the holy place of our king

What has this world come to?
That we must ask such questions
We should know the answers by now
Yet we still sit here in our own confusion
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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April 1, 2012 at 7:52 PM
Good write as always. I believe the Lord reveals his plan to His faithful as He says. He has revealed much to me.
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June 17, 2009 at 8:40 PM
Jessica, You are doing a lot of soul searching through your poetry. Remember two things. Contention comes from Satan and God want you to be happy. It's a lot to figure out. The last verse in my poem Drugs has some suggestions that can apply to life in general. Be happy. Live is still young. And I know that you will find that happy healthy balance, hopefully, very soon. Lovingly, Dane
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