Aaron Guttery Poet Rhyme

The Rain's Still Falling

I put up my umbrella but the rain's still falling,
and I continue to move forward but my life stays stalling
Is it because of my past, that my present stays still
How come the most innocent, are the ones blamed to be ill

God you gave me this skill, with this pen I'm empowered
And when my thoughts kick in, God in this page I'm devoured
My struggle showered, because my outlet is my to live
Give me my pen, hand me a Bible and leave me to forgive

And as despicable it as it gets, I turned my hate into love
Figured my way out around, now I'm floating above
Holding a glove, deciphering whether or not I should wear it
To cover up my sin, but I let Jesus forgive and tear it

Give me merit, because through my music I give you truth
Study my words and realize that through poetry I speak to you
Isn't it true? Or is it that maybe you're speaking to me
I recycle your thoughts, the things you're speaking mentally

By any family means, what is the code for a full house?
I wouldn't know when mom left I started trying to figure out
It isn't about, whether or not they're gone or if they're home
It's about YOU, whether or not you're feeling alone

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Timothy Hicks October 13, 2014 at 10:00 PM You pose a great question in the end... does God ever feel alone? I've never thought of it like that before, but it makes me think. When you put everything in God's hand you'll soon find God's Hand in everything...